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Characters: Malik A-Sayfhatesnovices, Kadar A-Sayfwillfanboy4rank
When: Whenever Kadar arrives
Where: DB1
Style: Third
Open or Closed: Closed
Rating/Warnings: Literal bromance.
Malik tried to keep himself composed as he moved away from the computer, taking one last look at the boy on the screen. There was no doubt it was his brother, but he didn't know what he should do. What if he left the room and no one was there? What if Kadar had been some figment of his imagination caused by stress and too much exposer to Altair and his clones? Malik was rightfully scared and confused, still physically startled and shaking like he had been the moment his brother showed up on the computer screen.
He had to at least make sure. There was no one someone could just pretend to be Kadar, he'd know his brother anywhere.
So once he was as composed as he could be in such a situation, Malik headed out the door, moving to the one beside his and standing there. He didn't knock, or speak for a good five minutes. Then finally reached for the door handle, turning it slowly and pushing. Expecting to see an empty room, and not the ghost of his dead brother.
When: Whenever Kadar arrives
Where: DB1
Style: Third
Open or Closed: Closed
Rating/Warnings: Literal bromance.
Malik tried to keep himself composed as he moved away from the computer, taking one last look at the boy on the screen. There was no doubt it was his brother, but he didn't know what he should do. What if he left the room and no one was there? What if Kadar had been some figment of his imagination caused by stress and too much exposer to Altair and his clones? Malik was rightfully scared and confused, still physically startled and shaking like he had been the moment his brother showed up on the computer screen.
He had to at least make sure. There was no one someone could just pretend to be Kadar, he'd know his brother anywhere.
So once he was as composed as he could be in such a situation, Malik headed out the door, moving to the one beside his and standing there. He didn't knock, or speak for a good five minutes. Then finally reached for the door handle, turning it slowly and pushing. Expecting to see an empty room, and not the ghost of his dead brother.