Strangers in a Strange Land || [event thread; Pearl, Fran, Blake Belladona]
Twenty feet. 609.6 centimeters. That was the furthest distance he could stray from the group if he so chose. He was bound emotionally, mentally, physically, to these people he had never met. How had they ended up bound? Were they all in the same place in the supermarket when they were taken? Did they pass each other on the street? Why was this group chosen?
Whatever the reason was, they were in this together and he had to do his part to make sure he and his comrades made it to the center alive, or, in the worst case, die trying.
Izuru turned to his group mates, feeling a mix of his and their apprehension and confusion through the bond. It was a short while before anyone spoke.
"...Kamukura Izuru. And who are the rest of you...?"
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