Who: Mutou Yuugi [sennen_puzzle] and Kaiba Mokuba [insectprince] What: Cleaning the blood and stuff ^^ Where: Mokuba’s apartment (building 3, room 508) When: After the rainstorm of blood. Rating: G-ish Open: No
It wasn't even thin rivulets of blood that had trailed down the windows, Kaiba Mokuba concluded with an inwardly sigh; it was more like waterfalls of blood had left their stains on the windows; he was lucky if he could make out even the slightest details of the surroundings through the clogged up windows.
At least the blood wasn't inside the house, or he wouldn't have know where to go. Muttering to himself, he mixed some hot water - he did know how to boil water - with chocolate powder and poured it into two chipped cups, placing them on the table. He almost didn't know how to cook, one disadvantage with growing up with more servants than you could count, but he did know a few things; one positive thing with spending his first years at an orphanage, he guessed. Yuugi just had to settle with what he had.
Just as he had thought it, there was a knock on the door and he quickly walked up to it, setting it slightly ajar and asking: "Who is it?"
While waiting for Mokuba to open the door, Yuugi tried to contact his other self... and failed. He thought it was strange for the Pharaoh not to answer him as he usually did. The boy thought that the spirit is probably inside his Soul Room. Still, it felt odd. He was used to having his other self next to him...
A familiar voice disrupted his thoughts. "It's me, Yuugi." he replied.
Yuugi? Already? Mokuba blinked once, then grinned. Well, that was nice, he figured and quickly opened the door. There was no mistaking Yuugi's voice after all. "Hey! Come in", he chirped, stepping aside. Fidgeting around for a bit, he made a small face and continued: "I don't have much right now, but I've made some sucky hot cocoa if you want."
The door opened and Yuugi smiled at the boy in front of him. "Hello, Mokuba-kun." he said, stepping inside. Hot cocoa? That sounded pretty good, especially in this place. "Thanks!" The older boy looked around the apartment. "So... how are you doing?" he asked.
[[ooc: Sorry for the delay, but my German teacher decided to make my life even harder than it already is ^^;;]]
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At least the blood wasn't inside the house, or he wouldn't have know where to go. Muttering to himself, he mixed some hot water - he did know how to boil water - with chocolate powder and poured it into two chipped cups, placing them on the table. He almost didn't know how to cook, one disadvantage with growing up with more servants than you could count, but he did know a few things; one positive thing with spending his first years at an orphanage, he guessed. Yuugi just had to settle with what he had.
Just as he had thought it, there was a knock on the door and he quickly walked up to it, setting it slightly ajar and asking: "Who is it?"
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A familiar voice disrupted his thoughts. "It's me, Yuugi." he replied.
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[[ooc: Sorry for the delay, but my German teacher decided to make my life even harder than it already is ^^;;]]
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