| Woke With This Fear [closed to Genma & Raidou] | [May. 2nd, 2009|06:07 pm] |
[Takes place Wednesday, March 26, six days after Girls Girls Girls! and Playing Doctor, four days after Chemical Lessons]
At a little after three in the morning, Genma was sleeping soundly. Really soundly. He was dreaming one of those confused but pleasant dreams that involved being lost in a cavernously large training facility, and discovering all kinds of interesting weapons the likes of which he'd never seen before. He was gleefully collecting a sort of combination shuriken-nunchaku device, testing it out with child-like delight, when a sharp sound intruded. Hammering, pounding, a voice calling something indistinct. His name. He was on his feet before he quite realized why, reaching for the imaginary weapon he'd held only seconds before.
The pounding continued, but seemed to come from next door now, not his own. Although he was sure he'd heard his name shouted. This definitely demanded investigation. He located a real weapon or two. With a senbon between the teeth, poisoned tip outermost, and a freshly-sharpened kunai in his left hand, he cautiously opened his door.
There was an Intel agent in dress-greys standing in front of Raidou's door.
Genma blinked, squinted, blinked, and asked what the hell was going on in a gravelly voice. |
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