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[residualfumes]

[Yelling back doesn't help, leaving the building doesn't help, plugging his ears doesn't help.

And since he can't sleep through it or brew coffee in the dark, Piston's been jumping from screaming frustration to near begging for a day now.]

Shut it shut it shut it shut it.

[But. Since he is out in the hall, likely to run right over anyone in his

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Late, so late. Always late. :/

[maakheru]

[Maakheru wasn't actually affected like everyone else. Possibly because he really had nothing that significant to be regretful over. No, what he was experiencing was fear. The nights in Egypt weren't even this dark. He couldn't see his own hand in front of his face and he most certainly wouldn't see anyone coming. He had reverted back to how he was before. Clinging to the walls, wrapped up in his cloak, jumping at every noise he heard. Of course it didn't help that the sounds he were hearing were just as scary as he was afraid of.]

Please, please...don't let him find me...

[maakheru]

[Maakheru moved along, refusing to let go the entire way. They managed to find a room but it was just as dark as the hall and the boy still felt uneasy.]

You're going to stay with me right?

[residualfumes]

What, you think I'd leave?

[Piston makes a stalled back turn to shut the door, and listen for a second for anything- Well okay, he can't be sure what he's hearing is in here or not, but nothing new rears its head.

So he feels free to 'look' at Maakheru.]

Yeah, I'll stick around.

[maakheru]

Please...don't let him get me...

[This is a rare side of Maakheru you're getting to 'see', Piston. Embrace it.]

[residualfumes]

-he's not gonna get you.

[And it's a little weird he's so sure the Bakura's out there hypocrite trying to find him.

Even if it is partly to substitute the 'face search' he can't do in the dark.]

You didn't run into him again did you?

[maakheru]

No, but wouldn't a thief take this darkness as an opportunity to attack?

[residualfumes]

Well yeah, but he's gotta know where to look first, you know.

He's gotta be as blind as us.

[And hopefully as distracted by outside sounds as him.]

[maakheru]

How do you know?

[residualfumes]

Wouldn't he pull night heists before if he could?

[maakheru]

How do you know if he did or not?

[residualfumes]

-I dunno. He didn't have the Ring anyways!

[For that follows.]

[maakheru]

What does the items have to do with it?

[residualfumes]

With the Ring he could pull a lot of-

.......

You know what? Forget it.

[maakheru]

Alright...

[residualfumes]

[Well at least he didn't put his foot in his mouth and more ideas in the Egyptian's head. x/

After a second he starts moving, whether Maakheru hangs on or not.]

Where are we, anyways?

[maakheru]

[Of course he's still going to hang on. Even if he weren't scared it's so dark he'd lose the man the minute he let go.]

I don't know. I can't see anything.