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As if it wasn’t obvious enough, he didn’t want to be here. He didn’t want to do this, and if there was something he had so desperately been avoiding up until now, that was shouldering any more responsibility than he already had. Alas, lady luck had long since left his side, and thus the blond found himself involved in a ruckus he wouldn’t have ever dreamt about being part of. But he was there nonetheles. Because he wasn’t a coward.

On the other hand, having Miyuki on his side comforted him just as much as his presence seemed to become unnerving for him. Granted, it was a hundred times safer to explore the place together, yet at the same time he felt like it also fell under his duties to ensure the other’s well-being. No matter how he looked at it, Mei wasn’t going to feel comfortable about this whole ordeal, alone or not.

Metal bat pressed to his chest at the thought, it was a matter of seconds until his mind started to wander toward more troubling issues. The eerie similarities between this world and theirs sent chills down his spine, hardly helping him cool down as his thoughts dwelled on the fact that this city was sure to shelter monsters akin to those he had seen back home. Would determination alone be enough against these creatures? Would their weapons be enough to fight their way to victory? Would he be enough for this? Or would he just fall victim to his own emotions  — his own fear — and drown them both in the bitter taste of failure?

His train of thought was cut short the moment he bumped into the taller male’s back, his being lost in thought having made Mei completely unaware of his surroundings for an instant. Had they been ambushed while he was distracted, them going belly up was more than just a possibility, and it would have been mostly his fault. Off to a great start, really.

detectiveahoge | 8bithope | ikeatrice

      There was nowhere to go. 

      Between his warring hive and this one, there was no home left to return to, no sanctuary he knew of, not one ounce of guidance or direction. Frantic in his search for his parents, he ventures with desperation shrouding his mind to find one of many portals to the invaded side; having seen hundreds transport themselves here, he thinks maybe they have too (he hopes so much he throws himself). But when he arrives, there is nothing but an identical sight of blood splattered against concrete.

      His first step forward is thanks to others shoving him upon entering, but instinct is quick to scream at him to run anywhere, somewhere far, somewhere safe-- so he does. 

      He runs until his fragile, weakened body simply cannot handle the stress. When he collapses to his knees heaving, he sees someone staring and suffers an even harsher exhale of breath. He needs to run! but he can’t, so he avoids eye contact and pretends to be invisible until it’s evident that they are still looking, still there.

      Warmth heats his expression as tears fall from panic and pain, gradually dragging himself behind a lamppost to quiver and whisper, barely audible--