Aug. 22nd, 2012

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[Kanda hadn't gotten out of bed, at least not since he had found his way on it. The feed was on, more than likely an accidental touch as Kanda went to slam whatever was making noise on his dresser. There wasn't much on the feed, Kanda's bedroom was dark and empty. The only actual furniture was the bed and the nightstand. The sheets were pulled over Kanda up to his waist, his back was exposed. It looked terrible. Bruises, scars, and a lot of raw flesh. He didn't enjoy laying on his side so he turned slowly onto his back. He grunted.]

I guess I'm not going to work.

[From somewhere out of the feed, Allen's golden gollum Timcampy came flying over the dozing exorcist. It had grown in size, probably ate another cat again, and flopped on Kanda's stomach. It didn't give the poor guy a warning, it just landed square on his stomach. Kanda winced and gasped for air before lifting himself up on his elbows and giving the thing a stern look.]

What the hell do you think you're doing! You don't just do things like that without a warning, idiot! Who told you to come in here in the first place! You're just as annoying as that stupid- [And Kanda froze. The poor Gollem was crying. That was a lot of tears for such a little guy. He hesitated. He made it cry. Again.]

H-Hey, knock it off. Why are you crying. You need to stop doing this, Tim.
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[Winry had changed from her usual attire to one more fitting for dealing with a load of people. She was applying bandages to one persons leg and ankle, making sure it was secure before doing anything else.]

Okay. It's best to lay off the ankle for a few weeks. If you want medicine for the pain, then I suggest you go see a doctor. [She soon stood up going to help the young man out to his awaiting family. This building was small, but she had been told there just weren't enough doctors.]

Thank you and make sure you all get plenty of rest as well. it's over now so it's a good idea. [She waved them happily good bye before going back to her seat.]

I know war is a terrible thing in itself, and this is why. Too many innocent people end up getting hurt for it. This wasn't even a war. [She paused slightly, playing with her fingers for a moment before looking up again.]

It's why I'm helping those that need it right now. They are the ones who need it the most right now, so will anyone be willing to come and help? [She smiles slightly as she turns her head at the sound of a knocking door.]

Come in, you must be the one I'm helping next.
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[The feed blips on and he's...seated. Quietly. In a hotel room by the looks of it. All by himself. A rather strangely ordinary scene, given the bustle of the town outside the window around him and he seems so out of place among all these strangers with his finely cut millionaire's suit and his silvery, perfectly aligned hair…He's a bit dazed, from the look on his face. His hair falls just so to cover the left side of it as he regards the screen calmly. Almost too calmly for someone who's just been brought here.]

I've been told this is what they call "Traverse Town".

Am I dreaming?…At least, this might be a dream, as I don't remember…[Am I dead?] "Traverse Town" is it…? Where is such a place as that? I cannot even recall how it is I came to be here. Are you certain someone's not pulling a cruel prank on me? I assure you I won't take kindly to being toyed with. Surely I cannot have done this myself by mistake. As much as I appreciate a good joke, this isn't a laughing matter.

[Slight exhaustion reflects in his words, though he keeps his gaze slightly off from the small communicator. There's a serious urgency to what he says as well. In fact, he was nothing but dreadfully confused. He knew nothing of inter-dimensional travel so how was he to know where he was? Not that he'd completely poo poo the idea,—indeed, he's far from unfamiliar with the supernatural—but…How could he be anything but dead? Perhaps the strain on his mind after his defeat by Yugi had been far too great…And yet, despite the approach from the strange creature with the red bobble on its head and its insistence on giving him a tour, he wasn't sure anymore. Maybe this was a dream. That at least would be simpler than the reality of the matter. Cyndia…His thoughts instantly turned to her, and to Duelist Kingdom. What had become of it all? Was this his Judgment? His Punishment for what had transpired? Or was it something else entirely?]

Maybe someone will care to direct me…? I'm afraid this is all very confusing. I am willing to negotiate, should that be necessary.

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