I never really gave up on breakin' out of this two-star town

[a_r0yal_flush]

Characters: Gwendal von Voltaire (knitter_gwen), John Watson (stalwartcane), Jonathan Crane (amygdalanalytic), Shadow!Gwendal, Sherlock Holmes (only7percent), Shibuya Yuuri (a-r0yal-flush)
Location: Basketball Courts
Rating: PG13 for now~ who knows what will happen >.>
Time: July 18
Description: Yuuri goes steamrolling out to the basketball court in a panic after thinking there's a child lost out there. Unable

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[knitter_gwen]

Gwendal almost felt like he was Selvera and all those esoteric stones were in the area as he ran over His Majesty. He was tired and a bit nauseous though he was glad there was no pain this time.

He needed to find the basketball courts, whatever those were, and fast. He needed to drag His Majesty back and yell at him.

[a_r0yal_flush]

Yuuri began to worry when all he got was silence in return. Was he too late? Had something happened to him while he was running over? The thought that he could have let the kid down sent a jolt of fear coursing through his body.

"Jonathan!" He called out desperately, "It's me, Yuuri! If you can hear me, call out!"

[knitter_gwen]

"There's no point in looking for Him," A voice called out from behind Gwendal, causing the adviser to halt in his run and look for the owner of said voice.

What was odd was that it sounded suspiciously like his own. But that couldn't be right, he didn't say anything.

"After all, it's just going to be the same as it always had been. Wars, wars, and more wars," The voice continued, the tone sounding a bit morose. "It's just never going to end. No matter how many times His Majesty preaches about peace."

"Show yourself!" Gwendal called out, hand immediately flying to his hip though he knew his sword was not there. He growled. "NOW!"

[a_r0yal_flush]

He couldn't see anything through all of the fog, but voices sounded off in the distance. "Jon?" Peering back over his shoulder, Yuuri fell quiet as he tried to make sense of the voices. They seemed to be too far away to make out just who they'd belong to, but he'd go and find out.

Maybe Jonathan was with them?

That thought spurred Yuuri into action as he began to run back through the fog.

[a_r0yal_flush]

The concern was still there within Yuuri even at Gwendal's words. Yuuri knew that he wouldn't even begin to feel settled until he knew for a fact that his friend would be alright.

"Yeah, well, you better stay that way, Gwendal." Yuuri emotionally ordered as he helped to drag Gwendal through the doors to the communal building. "Watson?!" The young Maou called out as he stumbled back into the main foyer area.

[stalwartcane]

It was then that Watson came limping and stumbling down the stairs in a hurry, his bag in his hand and his hat slightly askew over his head.

"Good heavens, Holmes!" he exclaimed to his companion as he hurried forward upon seeing the pair by the door. He immediately went to Gwendal's side in order to help support him. "What have you been up to, my good man. Can you make it up the stairs?"

[only7percent]

Holmes was in a bit less of a hurry then his companion, taking the stairs with his normal easy gait. He paused while Watson looked over the stranger, taking the time to piece together somethings himself. After a nod he moved down to Gwendal's other side, looking towards Watson for anything he needed to follow.

Anything medical he deferred slightly to his friend.

[knitter_gwen]

Gwendal groaned slightly as Watson came to his head. "Yes, I can."

He looked to the side to see an unknown man, though Watson seemed to know him. He stayed silent for the moment and then looked to His Majesty. "Your Majesty, please go on ahead and clean yourself up, I'll be fine."