Your Subtleties, They Strangle Me [Semi-Open; Incomplete]

[kissmygunblade]

WHO: Kiros Seagill (seagill), Seifer Almasy (kissmygunblade), open to Laguna (prez_leg_cramp)
WHAT: An unlikely rescue (?) mission.
WHERE: Outskirts of the jungle
WHEN: Today.

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[seagill]

Kiros was sitting down on a stump and looking kind of dejected. He had a hand against the side of his head as if it pained him and his gaze was a little unfocused as he stared straight ahead.

[prez_leg_cramp]

Laguna ran to the forest as fast as he could. So here is where Kiros had been all this time? He had gotten worried when no responses had been coming in and then people had started calling him for help. He caught sight of Seifer but then just ahead of him was Kiros.

He ran faster, ahead of Seifer, and skidded to his knees, glomping his friend. "I was so worried! Where have you been!? How's your head? Maybe it was the snakes? What do you remember last?"

[seagill]

"Ow.. My head," he grimaced when Laguna grabbed him. That made his head throb and swim. "Snakes..? I was walking outside and then... I found myself here and I feel like I've been hit over the head..."

[prez_leg_cramp]

"...but Kiros, the snake attack happened for a whole week, it just ended five days ago!" Laguna let go to not aggravate his friend further but now he was awfully worried. "We should get you back home."

[kissmygunblade]

Seifer was caught by surprise as a flurry of white zoomed past him. It was Laguna. He stifled a chuckle and sped up towards the older, fallen man.

Seifer wasn't stupid enough to interfere, so he stood at the side, tapping his foot. He would help once they needed him.