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Aftermath [Active/Open]

Dec 04, 2011 13:23

Who: Akito/Agito and you
Where: The Parlour
When: Day 4
What: A beat up teen finds a puzzle piece.
Warnings: Mention of the Crawling Boy's attack. Generic swearing warning. Also I will be slow as woa with tags.

( Not cool dude, not cool )

@first house: first floor, *open, akito/agito wanijima (air gear), &day 004, #lock

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allthekeys December 4 2011, 04:27:12 UTC

The Parlor was a good room to set up shop in, as far as Lock was concerned. centrally located, close to the kitchen, and in the path of anyone who needed to get anywhere in the house.

It was a good room, which made him pause inside the door frame and look around before he crossed, checking for anyone who might have taken advantage of the location.

Some injured person sleeping on one of the couches, or he thought they might be sleeping. "Are you dead?"

fanged_wings December 4 2011, 04:31:44 UTC

"Not as far as I'm aware," the light replied, opening his eye to look up at the boy. He didn't recognise him, but that was to be expected. They hadn't had much time to meet all the people here yet.

He shifted a little, trying to sit up, but gave up when it began to hurt too much and smiled apologetically at the boy. "I'd sit up, but it hurts too much." Akito didn't want to be rude after all, so an explanation was go.

allthekeys December 4 2011, 04:43:15 UTC

"Did you get chewed on by something?" He frowned, unused to seeing injured people that managed to survive the night, rather than get taken down by the hellhounds.

The other boy didn't even look like much of a fighter. He paused, frowning as he considered just going on or helping and finally sighed, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a bottle. "Here." The pills were tiny and violently purple, Lock carefully tipped one of the tabs into his hand and stepped close enough to offer it.

fanged_wings December 4 2011, 04:45:54 UTC

Akito winced a little at the memory. "Yeah...one of the ghosts..." He was kind of creepy...Akito did not want to run into one of them again.

He head-tilted at the pill, reaching out to take it. "What's it do?" he asked, examining it. That was a very bright shade of purple. The light placed it in his mouth, swallowing it and making a face. He hated swallowing pills dry, but he'd long since learned to live with it. Agito muttered at him to stop trusting people and tuned out, going to sleep.

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