| Asking a question. |
[Jan. 23rd, 2012|04:42 pm] |
Bakura is sitting underneath the Sign, playing a game of Senet with himself, and he looks up at all the passerby.
"Do you play games solitarily, or play games with people? Why do you play games your chosen way?" |
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[Jan. 23rd, 2012|07:11 pm] |
A spark of light from Hohenheim towards Dante was all it took for her to push Envy into the alchemical discharge instead. He fell awkwardly in plain view of the Sign, ending up with a mouth- and fists-full of Nexus dirt.
The portal closed quietly behind him, as he sat up and wiped the dirt off his face, then looked around, surprised and somewhat disoriented.
Ask a Question, the Sign said. He rolled his eyes, still confused.
Okay. Whatever. Couldn't be worse.
"Ask a Question? Why not? Okay, what the hell?" Actually, that was three, but he didn't care. |
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