"I know you're both awake." The voice is sharp and cuts through whatever sleepy fog remains from the impromptu naps.
Eyes open and both Rock and Donnie find themselves sitting up at a table. Though, they are tied to the chairs with rope: around the shoulders, hands to each of the arm rests, and legs to the legs.
Their gear -and battleshell and pendant- lays out of reach, and Donnie will notice that Illex has been put in a magic hamster ball, much like Mayhem was all those years ago when they'd first encountered the yokai.
The mimi does NOT look happy.
To the left stands a red cloaked figure with a bone bird skull mask. What can be seen of their face is blank and there eyes hollow, as if dissociating.
"The ones that stole from me." A person - no a strange cross between elf and living cloud that has to be Grusa Somm leans against the table, expression hidden by the mask with a razor grin. "Did you think I'd forgotten?"
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Grusa Time!
Date: 2025-06-19 06:15 am (UTC)Eyes open and both Rock and Donnie find themselves sitting up at a table. Though, they are tied to the chairs with rope: around the shoulders, hands to each of the arm rests, and legs to the legs.
Their gear -and battleshell and pendant- lays out of reach, and Donnie will notice that Illex has been put in a magic hamster ball, much like Mayhem was all those years ago when they'd first encountered the yokai.
The mimi does NOT look happy.
To the left stands a red cloaked figure with a bone bird skull mask. What can be seen of their face is blank and there eyes hollow, as if dissociating.
"The ones that stole from me." A person - no a strange cross between elf and living cloud that has to be Grusa Somm leans against the table, expression hidden by the mask with a razor grin. "Did you think I'd forgotten?"