i was on my way to work when i realized i'm wasted

[capemods]

WHO: A WHOLE BUNCH OF PEOPLE
WHERE: Here, there, everywhere.
WHEN: Anytime from 6:00 PM to the wee hours of the morning; feel free to tag in with a specific time in your subject header.
SUMMARY: Chronos and Vector are failures and half the City goes apeshit!

It's been a lovely, warm, sunny day in the City, winding into a nice warm afternoon that definitely doesn't feel like the first day of Fall. As the sun gets lower and lower in the sky, however, something goes wrong. It's a very discreet malfunction, and even people in the general area probably won't notice it; what they will notice, however, are the temporal shockwaves emanating from the malfunctioning device.

Not to mention the eventual effects of those shockwaves. Is that man standing in the middle of the crosswalk with a lampshade on his head? Where did he even find a lampshade?

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[satisfiedsigner]

"It's not Neo Domino?" Now he was confused. He supposed that was a good thing, in a way, but it was the only city he could ever imagine going to.

He paused before sitting down next to Alastair, but the couch wasn't really anything special. Weird. "We were about to leave the hideout to catch some stragglers in Zone L," he said after a moment, though he wondered if they'd have any clue what that meant. "Crow was whining like usual. Then I was here."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura's heart sank at that. He didn't remember anything from the City at all...

"Not Neo-Domino. Not even in Japan, or in a world were Domino existed," he tried to explain.

Almost as if sensing his distress, Pelor padded out of Bakura's room and started nuzzling against his leg for attention. Bakura couched down to pick her up, stroking her gently to keep himself calm.

[hackeralastair]

"Weird." Alastair scratched the back of his neck, thinking. "I wonder if this is like that one time when people got switched around by the Porter..." Except that Kiryu looked the same as he did that morning, with the long hair and everything. That was enough to confuse Alastair, and muddle his attempts at theorizing.

"You feel okay, otherwise? I mean, no issues or anything..."

[satisfiedsigner]

"No." And it was really uncomfortable to admit that, but if Alastair could help him, he had to. "No. I'm not...breathing enough and it's hot and my eyes are really..."

He reached up to touch his cheek again. It looked like a criminal marker, but it was the wrong color...

"What's the Porter?"

[shiromadoushi]

"It's what brought us all here," Bakura answered the easy part first. The not breathing enough comment worried him. "I can open the windows, if it's too warm..." he offered before hesitating a moment. "And I can try healing to see what's wrong." He hadn't really thought of the strange body consciousness that came with his healing now as a diagnostic before... but it did seem like it would help.

[hackeralastair]

Alastair had never really asked Kiryu how the whole formerly-dead thing worked, his Signer form and the switching. If he didn't remember it now, it wouldn't help. "Yeah, if Bakura can heal anything, let him. It'll be okay."

He felt the need to check the comm even more strongly now, but he didn't want to leave Kiryu either. Still, maybe he could contact Saitou and tell him to hurry home...

if he tries healing, he won't find anything wrong :)

[satisfiedsigner]

Kiryu wasn't sure what Bakura was going to do, but it couldn't hurt to let him try. "If you think it'll help."

Good to know :)

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura nodded, closing his eyes and gathering his focus. After a breif moment a soft, cool white glow gathered around his fingers as he held his hands out, hovering them inches from his brother. Slowly, the glow moved outward to sink into Kiryuu himself as Bakura's consciousness traveled along with it.

The glow spread out across Kiryuu's arms, smoothing over the scratches that showed he and Aome still weren't on the best terms. But that was all that he could find that was anything he could fix. Everything else felt just the same as it had after the last time he had healed him.

Slowly, he pulled back, eyes blinking open as he went to rub his forehead slightly. It was always so much harder to pull back when there was nothing much to heal...

"I couldn't find anything wrong. It's all the same as it was before."

[hackeralastair]

"Maybe it's just...you know, shock," Alastair suggested. "Maybe after you calm down and have something to eat and stuff, it'll go away."

[satisfiedsigner]

"Yeah, maybe." He smiled a little, not nearly as crookedly as usual. "And I am hungry."

But if there wasn't anything wrong, why did it feel like there was?

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura gave a small smile. "I can make you something quick. I put the rice on but hadn't gotten too far with dinner yet."

There had been a distraction that was far more important, after all. But if nothing was physically wrong and Alastair was there...

[hackeralastair]

Alastair was definitely there, sitting as close as he dared. He glanced up to Bakura as if to assure him that he wasn't going anywhere. "It'll be fine. We've gotten through worse together. We just gotta...figure out what's going on, I guess."

[satisfiedsigner]

And Kiryu was fine with how ever close Alastair wanted to sit. He had no idea why, but it felt right and he wasn't going argue with that. There was too much other weirdness going on.

"We have to figure it out," he said with a nod. "I can't just leave my team. They're like my family..."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura looked down slightly at that, petting Pelor a moment more before setting her down on the couch and getting up. "I'll go work on dinner while you try and figure it..."

[hackeralastair]

Alastair flinched a little as well, but shrugged it off. He ignored the kitty as it crawled across him looking for attention. "Well. Yuusei's probably still in the City, unless he got 'ported out without any of us knowing," he offered. "We could call him, see if he answers."

[satisfiedsigner]

Kiryu was completely oblivious to the effect those words had.

"I sent him a a message on this thing," Kiryu said, showing the comm still clutched tight in one of his hands. "I think that's what it's for, right? He's here, I just...he has to be."

[shiromadoushi]

The tension in Bakura's hands caused his left to cramp painfully and he quickly covered it before taking his exit to the kitchen.


He was going to kill whomever was responsible for this....

[hackeralastair]

"Yeah, that's right." Well, that took care of one thing, assuming Yuusei was indeed still around and saw the post. He set his hand gently on Kiryu's knee. "It's okay, just take it easy. Maybe you don't remember anything about us right now, but we're here for you. We're like brothers. And maybe I'll page Saitou, get him to come back just in case."

aw I love it when I stop getting notifs

[satisfiedsigner]

Kiryu frowned down at the hand, but he didn't make any move to get rid of it. Though it did make him wonder just how friendly they supposedly were. That and the use of his first name; even his team didn't call him that...

"Who's Saitou?" he asked. It sounded familiar, more familiar than the rest of this, but he couldn't imagine why.

I know they're being stupid right now

[hackeralastair]

That hand was as far as it went for now. "One of your best friends, kind of a mentor," Alastair replied. "He taught you how to use a sword. He's out and about right now, he should be back a little later." He made a face at Aome as the cat stalked past them both and gave them a kitty stare of disdain. "That's his cat."

[satisfiedsigner]

Kiryu gave him the most incredulous look he could when Alastair mention the sword. Even if that was true, why would he need to? He had his deck and he could hold his own in a fight.

He scowled right back at the cat. He didn't care if it liked him or not.

"I should just stop asking questions. I keep feeling more and more lost..."

[hackeralastair]

"...sorry." Alastair didn't know what else to do, besides answer his questions. How could he just forget like that? It's like he's back in his own past or something. He was determined not to lament all the memories lost, not until they could figure out what happened and whether it was permanent.

"I know this is probably weird, and hard to deal with. I wish I could do something to make it better," he admitted in a low, quiet tone. "If there's anything you need, just tell me. Okay?"

[satisfiedsigner]

"Yeah. Me too..." he could only imagine what it would be like if Yuusei or Crow or Jack suddenly didn't seem to remember anything. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his memories, but these guys obviously did. And the evidence suggested there was something wrong.

He gave Alastair a faint smile; he really was good friend. "Do you know how I can make this go away?" he asked, gesturing at his eyes.

[hackeralastair]

"Uh..." Alastair frowned a bit. "It's one of your powers. I don't know how you change back and forth, you just kinda...do. Whenever you want to. Maybe...concentrate?"

[satisfiedsigner]

"Powers...?" Well, it wouldn't hurt to try. He shut his eyes and concentrated and making it go away. he didn't see his arm glow briefly, but he could feel it when the room suddenly felt cooler than before.