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Who: Pokey, Gyiyg
What: Pokey is freaked after his Xigbar-related near death experience.
When: The same night as the battle with Mukuro and Xigbar, just later on.
Where: Pokey's apartment, the Western district of Fuyuki.
Warnings: None that I can think of at the moment.
Even being back in the apartment offered little comfort to Pokey after the battle with the pirate gunner and his mysterious Master. Pokey tossed and turned in his bed, unable to find sleep. The lamp next to his bed was on, as he didn't feel like sleeping in total darkness tonight, and yet he still kept imagining things at the corner of his eyes, darting shadows and the like.
What if the other Master and Servant found him? Maybe they were watching the house right now, planning their attack. Would Pokey and his Servant last until morning? Thoughts like that were preventing him from getting any rest.
Finally, he sat up in bed; he was wearing expensive, specially tailored silk pajamas, and rubbed his forehead. "Damn it." He swore. "I just can't do it, I can't sleep a wink right now." The boy sighed. "I might as well just stay up the rest of the night, huh?" He asked, turning to look at the alien Caster, who had been standing guard since they got back.
What: Pokey is freaked after his Xigbar-related near death experience.
When: The same night as the battle with Mukuro and Xigbar, just later on.
Where: Pokey's apartment, the Western district of Fuyuki.
Warnings: None that I can think of at the moment.
Even being back in the apartment offered little comfort to Pokey after the battle with the pirate gunner and his mysterious Master. Pokey tossed and turned in his bed, unable to find sleep. The lamp next to his bed was on, as he didn't feel like sleeping in total darkness tonight, and yet he still kept imagining things at the corner of his eyes, darting shadows and the like.
What if the other Master and Servant found him? Maybe they were watching the house right now, planning their attack. Would Pokey and his Servant last until morning? Thoughts like that were preventing him from getting any rest.
Finally, he sat up in bed; he was wearing expensive, specially tailored silk pajamas, and rubbed his forehead. "Damn it." He swore. "I just can't do it, I can't sleep a wink right now." The boy sighed. "I might as well just stay up the rest of the night, huh?" He asked, turning to look at the alien Caster, who had been standing guard since they got back.