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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jun 1, 2011 23:32:12 GMT -5
Akio offered a slight smile, "My memory's a bit fuzzy, though that sounds like something I might do." He stared around the area and closed his eyes, putting his hand on the wall beside him. He checked for any form of vibration. There wasn't one. That was either a good thing or a bad thing.
He gave a sigh and looked at the Ookami before him. He reached and held her wrists, looking at the two. He pointed at the one he previously fixed, "Oh I see. Hold on, this may hurt a bit." It wouldn't, though. Akio was simply massaging the wrist he had previously fixed in order to help ease any problems that came from it. "I remember a lot, but names aren't one." He opened a door and walked outside, "You can stay here if you want, but I wouldn't recommend it." The area around him was deserted. Looks like they gave up. They must've thought I was some kind of spirit.
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Post by Yukiko Oshiro on Jun 6, 2011 0:37:24 GMT -5
Yukiko blinked slowly and then stood, dusting off her skirt and dark leggings. She followed Akio over to the passageway’s opening and peered around, searching for movement. There was nothing; everything lay completely still. The last of twilight was now trickling away, at last succumbing to the might of the night sky.
“So,” she asked softly, “is it safe to leave, then?” It seemed so, but Yukiko wanted to make sure before walking out into the open. Needless to say, she was still a tad overwhelmed.
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