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DAY 371 | Closed Action / Open Audio / Open Action
Closed to Apartment Dwellers
[He doesn’t remember how he got back to the apartment. Maybe the shadows dumped him here. He doesn’t remember travelling, but he doesn’t remember walking either. He remembers realizing the incredible shrinking room was gone at some point. That he wasn’t disappearing anymore. That he couldn’t hold anything down. Yuuri wasn’t there. He left. He just walked away.

It doesn’t matter. He’s here, and he doesn’t have the energy or inclination to be anywhere other than curled up on his bed, staring at the wall and willing it stay right where it fucking is.]

Open Video
[Until about mid-day when he realizes something is wrong. Bolting up, he searches frantically around the room before dropping back onto his bed. Shit.]

Hey. So, it seems I’ve misplaced my sword? It’s pure black iron, hard to miss. If you find it, don’t mess with it! Just tell me where it is, and I’ll come get it.

Open Out and About
[He’s not really sure where he dropped his sword. Maybe he really was by the clinic? But he had been popping in and out of everywhere. The … incident happened, maybe, around Sector 4? He’s not sure. So he’s scouring the whole dome, focused and irritated.]