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paixaorpg2006-02-20 06:17 pm
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All in all: Not Happy [Completed!]
Characters: Kanda (Unless anybody else jumps in.)
Content: There is an angry wet cat, and his name is Kanda Yuu.
Setting: Someplace near Joutenheim
Time: Thursday evening
Warnings: Kanda being a sourpuss.
This place made absolutely no sense.
Was the weather dictated by the dome? Because prior to entering, Kanda saw no signs of rain, especially not a storm like this. The sheer lack of logic in this place was going to drive him crazy, if Rabi didn't do it first. From what he could see, there wasn't any sort of natural vegetation. Everything was made of fabric, glass, or what have you. Aside from the sheer oddness of that fact alone, then what was the rain for?
To make him miserable, Kanda realized, as the rain pattered against his hood. Well, it looked like the uniform actually had a use after all. (As opposed to Komui's insistance that the uniforms were just made to look cool.) However, it didn't look like it was doing much good otherwise. Nobody recognized its significance, which led to two assumptions.
First: Akuma did not exist in this place. This was not surprising, because not even animals existed in this world, from what he had seen thus far. If there were no animals, and no plants, then what on earth did the people eat? That is, unless they were all cannibals. That would explain the need to have a constant flow of people snatched from their original worlds. Wonderful.
Second: If Akuma did not exist, then the Dark Religious Organization did not exist. If there was no Order, then that meant he could not charge his spending to a pre-existing bill. In short, he was broke and there was not much he could do about it.
Kanda made a noise of aggravation as he moved underneath the wooden overhang of some store. The store's wares didn't really matter to him, but the overhang was currently covering his head and preventing him from getting even more wet. With a mutter under his breath he pulled back the hood, slicked wet with rain, and shook his hair free.
This place, Kanda reflected as he squeezed the water from his hair, was an argument for creationism if he'd ever seen one.
Content: There is an angry wet cat, and his name is Kanda Yuu.
Setting: Someplace near Joutenheim
Time: Thursday evening
Warnings: Kanda being a sourpuss.
This place made absolutely no sense.
Was the weather dictated by the dome? Because prior to entering, Kanda saw no signs of rain, especially not a storm like this. The sheer lack of logic in this place was going to drive him crazy, if Rabi didn't do it first. From what he could see, there wasn't any sort of natural vegetation. Everything was made of fabric, glass, or what have you. Aside from the sheer oddness of that fact alone, then what was the rain for?
To make him miserable, Kanda realized, as the rain pattered against his hood. Well, it looked like the uniform actually had a use after all. (As opposed to Komui's insistance that the uniforms were just made to look cool.) However, it didn't look like it was doing much good otherwise. Nobody recognized its significance, which led to two assumptions.
First: Akuma did not exist in this place. This was not surprising, because not even animals existed in this world, from what he had seen thus far. If there were no animals, and no plants, then what on earth did the people eat? That is, unless they were all cannibals. That would explain the need to have a constant flow of people snatched from their original worlds. Wonderful.
Second: If Akuma did not exist, then the Dark Religious Organization did not exist. If there was no Order, then that meant he could not charge his spending to a pre-existing bill. In short, he was broke and there was not much he could do about it.
Kanda made a noise of aggravation as he moved underneath the wooden overhang of some store. The store's wares didn't really matter to him, but the overhang was currently covering his head and preventing him from getting even more wet. With a mutter under his breath he pulled back the hood, slicked wet with rain, and shook his hair free.
This place, Kanda reflected as he squeezed the water from his hair, was an argument for creationism if he'd ever seen one.
no subject
no subject
With Rabi grabbing and yanking him so suddenly, Kanda was at a loss in terms of balance. And since the road was already slicked wet with rainwater, there wasn't much traction in the first place. But Kanda had more pride to fall on his ass, especially not when Rabi was the one who pulled him.
So Kanda, with Rabi still gripping his arm like a barnacle, grabbed onto Rabi's head and shoulders. Shoving him down as they slid, he managed to maintain his own balance.
All the while, he glared at Rabi murderously. Just his glare alone promised untold pain in retribution. However, with the rain plastering locks of hair to his face, he just looked like a wet cat again. That's not to say that Kanda's wet cat wasn't intimidating, though.
"You have three seconds to give me a really good reason not to kill you right now."