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paixaorpg2006-02-17 03:24 pm
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Slightly mad. [Completed]
Character(s): Hojo, Cloud, Maya
Content: Hojo is nefarious. Also Maya is easy to scare.
Setting: Inside what is now Hojo's lab.
Time: Tuesday night, late
Warnings: HOJO IS CREEPY. 8D
Hojo sighed once the trio of strangers disappeared, quickly becoming weary of all this teleportation. If he understood HOW it worked it would be one thing; the question of why it worked could wait, but being so completely in the dark was extremely frustrating.
In any case, he had a lab to salvage and a couple of people to deal with. Given the nature of people to not stay put unless they were made to, he decided to deal with them first. The girl... the girl he wasn't sure what to do with, considering she was supposed to be Ansem's captive, not his. Still, he was sure he could figure out some use for her.
"Cloud," he said then, turning to face the blond man with a slight smirk. "You remember our agreement, yes?"
Content: Hojo is nefarious. Also Maya is easy to scare.
Setting: Inside what is now Hojo's lab.
Time: Tuesday night, late
Warnings: HOJO IS CREEPY. 8D
Hojo sighed once the trio of strangers disappeared, quickly becoming weary of all this teleportation. If he understood HOW it worked it would be one thing; the question of why it worked could wait, but being so completely in the dark was extremely frustrating.
In any case, he had a lab to salvage and a couple of people to deal with. Given the nature of people to not stay put unless they were made to, he decided to deal with them first. The girl... the girl he wasn't sure what to do with, considering she was supposed to be Ansem's captive, not his. Still, he was sure he could figure out some use for her.
"Cloud," he said then, turning to face the blond man with a slight smirk. "You remember our agreement, yes?"
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"Okay," she murmured, only loud enough for her to hear. "S'gonna be okay. Nothing will happen. He's just a creepy man doing lord knows what." She rubbed at her face with the sleeves on her coat. "Not crying. Not crying not crying not crying." Maya did her best not to show any visible signs of weakness. She sighed heavily, slumping with her back against the bars of the cage; it could be worse, she realized. Her journal could've been taken away.
But later, whenever it felt more safe to do so.