Akito/Agito/Lind Wanijima (sky_shark) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2009-12-30 15:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | :action, akito/agito/lind wanijima, kaito wanijima |
[Action, closed]
Characters: Akito/Agito/Lind and Kaito
What: Thought log and so I don't forget where the muse is
Location: Akgido and Kaito's room
Time: Sometime after Jennifer's post
Warnings: Agito and Kaito are warnings in themselves. Sibling abuse
Akito felt horrible, really.
The day had started out so well too, meeting so many new people and talking Beatrice. He'd been in a joyful little daze...until his brother had caught him. He'd forgotten to filter his words to Yuuri and the honorific had gotten him in trouble again.
Soap...eugh. His stomach was still reeling. He'd thrown up...twice? Soap did not go well with anything and it had just made him violently ill when Kaito had ordered him to eat the stuff.
He'd lost track of his communicator in between obeying his brother and trying to control his stomach. Akito had a suspicion that Kaito had it. It didn't really matter though. Akito was a little busy curling up on his side in the smallest ball he could manage, trying not to hurl again. Kasumi was curled up on his hair too, and he didn't want to have to get up and disturb her...
Agito was fuming in his head, having had plans to train later, and he hated it when the bastard did this to the light. Lind was sighing at them both.
'I swear I'm going to fucking kill him. I don't fucking care what anyone says, I'll kill him.'
'And how are you going to do that? You don't have your AT, the body is likely to be ill again the moment anyone moves, and you know Akito doesn't want you to.'
'Shut the fuck up Lind. I'll find some way, that bastard is going to die-'
"Please...be quiet..." Akito muttered, making the other two shut up immediately. He winced and curled up tighter, trying to ignore how uncomfortable the closet floor was. It wasn't the first time he'd been locked up like this. He supposed he was lucky Kaito didn't have the cage here.
He doubted he was getting out of here for the rest of the day...he wanted to go and see people, but...
The light held back a groan as his stomach turned and curled up, trying to go to sleep or something. Anything to get rid of the sick feeling.
'I'm sorry...'