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capeandcowllogs2010-03-08 08:53 pm
wolfofmibu) wrote in capeandcowllogs2010-03-08 08:53 pm
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WHO: [Bad username or site: fuckingshogun title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: hackeralastair title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: satisfiedsigner title= @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: shiromadoushi title= @ livejournal.com]
WHERE: Hell Towers 10th floor
WHEN: Monday morning, after this first tag takes place.
WARNINGS: Shenanigans.
SUMMARY: SAITOU KIND OF. FIGURES OUT WHY HE WAS PORTED BACK IN SO SUDDENLY...
FORMAT: Whatever you all like better I'm flexible.
This night had been a strange one.
Saitou didn't often dream, so maybe it was past due that he have one this realistic, as he could have sworn he heard howling. And it had made him tense, because he immediately was reminded of the Wolves of Mibu, so aptly named and feared. But he wasn't sure why he was dreaming about howling.
... Or wolves in general, really. Because he could swear his sense of smell had suddenly become more acute, and there was a pack of wolves around him, but.. they were at his height. He wasn't looking down at them, perhaps, as a human would. And he found himself joining them on a hunt, as if he was one of their own.
He opened his eyes once in the middle of the night, wondering if anything was amiss, but Aome was still at the foot of his bed, asleep, and Kiryu hadn't stirred either. Which was saying something considering how much of a light sleeper the boy was, but Saitou shook it off and merely closed his eyes again. It wasn't like he had to be anywhere in the morning.
He didn't notice, though, as he went back to sleep, how the colors of the room seemed more... black and white, than usual.
WHERE: Hell Towers 10th floor
WHEN: Monday morning, after this first tag takes place.
WARNINGS: Shenanigans.
SUMMARY: SAITOU KIND OF. FIGURES OUT WHY HE WAS PORTED BACK IN SO SUDDENLY...
FORMAT: Whatever you all like better I'm flexible.
This night had been a strange one.
Saitou didn't often dream, so maybe it was past due that he have one this realistic, as he could have sworn he heard howling. And it had made him tense, because he immediately was reminded of the Wolves of Mibu, so aptly named and feared. But he wasn't sure why he was dreaming about howling.
... Or wolves in general, really. Because he could swear his sense of smell had suddenly become more acute, and there was a pack of wolves around him, but.. they were at his height. He wasn't looking down at them, perhaps, as a human would. And he found himself joining them on a hunt, as if he was one of their own.
He opened his eyes once in the middle of the night, wondering if anything was amiss, but Aome was still at the foot of his bed, asleep, and Kiryu hadn't stirred either. Which was saying something considering how much of a light sleeper the boy was, but Saitou shook it off and merely closed his eyes again. It wasn't like he had to be anywhere in the morning.
He didn't notice, though, as he went back to sleep, how the colors of the room seemed more... black and white, than usual.