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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...

[residualfumes]

Well it's gotta be something- Likely not a room, if it's the first-

[Ow, he just hit something. And feeling it, it feels like a...booth?]

Looks like some food joint.. Heh, maybe they're still serving!

[maakheru]

How could they? It's pitch black in here. Would you even trust food prepared in the dark?

[residualfumes]

-what food are we talking?

[Or more, how long's it been since he last ate?]

[maakheru]

Any food. It's not very safe either way.

[Maakheru actually hasn't eaten in quite awhile but he's been preoccupied.]

[residualfumes]

Pff, that could always be true, dark or not.

What am I supposed to do, not eat?

[Blasphemous.]

[maakheru]

No but...I don't think anyone is making anything. I don't smell anything.

[residualfumes]

Hey, neither do I... [Horrible.

And after a second he huffs and moves for one of the booths he found.]

And this doesn't feel like a good place to lie around a while

[maakheru]

[Maakheru follows.]

What do you mean?

[residualfumes]

Look at them.

[Metaphorically. Or just listen to the 'bum bum' of him knocking on wood.]

There's not even cushions.

[maakheru]

I see...

[Not really but you know.]

What should we do?

[residualfumes]

What else? Try to ignore the crying.

[maakheru]

Jounouchi...I don't hear any crying.

[residualfumes]

-don't you?

[Oh, empty laugh.]

Well I don't hear any noises coming up on us, so there you go.

[maakheru]

Do you think it's the building messing with our minds again?

[residualfumes]

It has to be.