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capeandcowllogs2009-11-18 11:07 pm
shiromadoushi) wrote in capeandcowllogs2009-11-18 11:07 pm
And in some cases, cage squishes donkey.
WHO: Bakura, Toph, Kolira and Iron Fist
WHERE: Somewhere in the city where shit's going down.
WHEN: Early Wednesday morning.
SUMMARY: Bakura and Toph are doing rounds when it starts becoming clear that Bakura is in no shape to be out and about in this sort of chaos.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever after.
Bakura had a near death grip on his dice as he and Toph walked through the wreckage of one of Joker's many explosions, looking for survivors.
It was fine. He could do this. He was fine. It was all...
He froze, mid step when a light, alto voice gave a soft, but demented giggle from behind him. "Found you...."
He turned, breath catching in his throat as his eyes widened. No.. it-- it couldn't...
The woman had the sickening grin of the Joker virus, a bloodied knife in her hand, splattered with a red that stained her dress that was a familiar--
No. No it couldn't be...
He shook his head, trying to clear it, fingers tightening even more around his dice.
Pale hair half hidden in a scarf that was half wrapped around her head to keep out the cold that looked--
No! It wasn't-- it wasn't--
I found you, my Ryou---
He stood, frozen utterly in place as the woman lurched forward, knife raised as she laughed again.
WHERE: Somewhere in the city where shit's going down.
WHEN: Early Wednesday morning.
SUMMARY: Bakura and Toph are doing rounds when it starts becoming clear that Bakura is in no shape to be out and about in this sort of chaos.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever after.
Bakura had a near death grip on his dice as he and Toph walked through the wreckage of one of Joker's many explosions, looking for survivors.
It was fine. He could do this. He was fine. It was all...
He froze, mid step when a light, alto voice gave a soft, but demented giggle from behind him. "Found you...."
He turned, breath catching in his throat as his eyes widened. No.. it-- it couldn't...
The woman had the sickening grin of the Joker virus, a bloodied knife in her hand, splattered with a red that stained her dress that was a familiar--
No. No it couldn't be...
He shook his head, trying to clear it, fingers tightening even more around his dice.
Pale hair half hidden in a scarf that was half wrapped around her head to keep out the cold that looked--
No! It wasn't-- it wasn't--
I found you, my Ryou---
He stood, frozen utterly in place as the woman lurched forward, knife raised as she laughed again.