Kyou ✖ 001
Who: Kyou Sohma and anyone else
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Open!
[Feel free to pretend that this takes place after the tunnels event]
Kyou had woken up on a rough patch of dirt and grass, groggy and disoriented. He pushed himself into a sitting position with one arm and rubbed his eyes with the back of the other, hoping to brush the sleep away. Upon opening them once more, he made a quick scan of his surroundings. It had been unfamiliar to him, and he had actually thought that he may still be dreaming.
Where the hell am I? Last thing he remembered was climbing down the roof of Shigure's house and heading back to his room, tired from the class trip he had gone to. He had immediately went to sleep, then...
There was a pause before a look of disbelief grew on his face as he spotted the floating castle in the sky. He let out a grunt of disgust, sure that he was really still dreaming.
The boy dug the heel of his palm against his forehead before running his fingers through his hair, trying to gather his thoughts. He decided to make his way across the field, trampling over the long stalks of grass that stood before him with no real destination in mind. All he was really sure about was that where ever he was or whatever was happening to him, he wanted out. Fast.
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: Open!
[Feel free to pretend that this takes place after the tunnels event]
Kyou had woken up on a rough patch of dirt and grass, groggy and disoriented. He pushed himself into a sitting position with one arm and rubbed his eyes with the back of the other, hoping to brush the sleep away. Upon opening them once more, he made a quick scan of his surroundings. It had been unfamiliar to him, and he had actually thought that he may still be dreaming.
Where the hell am I? Last thing he remembered was climbing down the roof of Shigure's house and heading back to his room, tired from the class trip he had gone to. He had immediately went to sleep, then...
There was a pause before a look of disbelief grew on his face as he spotted the floating castle in the sky. He let out a grunt of disgust, sure that he was really still dreaming.
The boy dug the heel of his palm against his forehead before running his fingers through his hair, trying to gather his thoughts. He decided to make his way across the field, trampling over the long stalks of grass that stood before him with no real destination in mind. All he was really sure about was that where ever he was or whatever was happening to him, he wanted out. Fast.