Characters: Open
Location: Death City
Rating: R just to be safe.
Time: Day Three, Early Morning
Description: Directly after
this. Remember those twenty minutes you have to haul your ass to the shelter? You'd better run fast.
(
Birthing a dawn to this endless night. )
It was ridiculous. It was ludicrous. It offended his sensibilities as a thinking person from a world without Witches that weren't middle-aged hippies or teenage goth girls.
Yuffie grabbed at his arm, and he followed along with her, moving as quickly as he could make his body function.
"So th-ey..." his voice cracked, and he coughed, cleared his throat, "...the witches are attacking. Okay. Yeah. Not from a fighting world...ahnnngh."
He sped up, trying to make his feet work properly and not stumble like an idiot, the irritation melting away as it truly hit him that Yuffie had actually come back to make sure he was alright. He sped up the pace, "Yeah. Okay. I'll stick with you guys." he mumbled, "Bloody hell, wake up Matt, wake up wake up..."
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