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"Woah man, you seem kinda boiled!”
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Urge to kill rising greatly
"Woah man, you seem kinda boiled!”
Yuma misses his boyfriend.
All for you....((@benetnasch))
Yuma had decided to head over to spend some time with Shark. Astral was resting in the key, so the two would have some time alone. Yuma glanced to the seaside view near the path to get to Shark's place. Yuma smiled, thinking of Shark when he watched the water. However, a voice caught Yuma's ear. The voice was nearby, so Yuma hid behind a tree and watched. He saw three grown men walking near, each holding what looked like a tackle box. Each of them had a menacing looking knife in their hand, one of them even had a gun. Hunters? Yuma thought. But this was private property, so these men had to be..."Poachers..." Yuma said quietly. Indeed, one of the containers that looked like a tackle box had animal furs peaking out of it. Yuma could hear the men talking, hearing bits and pieces of their conversation. One of them said something about 'swiping the good catches from the water.' Yuma's eyes widened. He wasn't gonna just let these people steal from Sharks home! Yuma waited until the men were closer. As the men were walking past the tree, Yuma tackled down the closest man and yanked the knife out of the mans hand and pushed off of the man, still holding the knife. This startled all three men, causing them to drop the boxes. One of the men tried attacking Yuma with his knife, but Yuma dodged, although the knife slashed his hand. The man Yuma had tackled down stabbed Yuma in the side, causing Yuma to yell, but Yuma just gave him a hard kick. The other man with the knife and Yuma kept exchanging blows, causing slash marks and cuts on both of them. In the middle of the fight, Yuma's key was knocked off and fell next to the path.. The man punched Yuma in the eye, but Yuma countered with a kick knocking the man down. Yuma then herd a gunshot and screamed as he felt a searing pain in his shoulder. He turned to see the last man, gun pointing at Yuma. The man shot again and Yuma hurled a near by rock at the man. The gunshot hit Yuma in the leg and the rock hit the man, knocking him down. Yuma herd sirens and, fearing he'd be questioned. hid in two near by bushes. As the police arrived on the scene, one of the officers noticed the key lying on the ground. He handed the key to another near by officer. "Take this and question the residence near here, I believe the Kamishiro's are the closest" The officer demanded.
I miss you
1 yr.
"You went missing a year ago, and they told me today that they found you. I was so happy. I was so relieved. You were coming home. Your sister smiled and laughed and cheered for the first time in a year. We were going to make all of your favorite things and never let you go again.
Then they asked me if I could identify your remains."
5 yrs.
"Your sister's started college, so everything's empty again. I sold the house we lived in and moved into an apartment in the city. It's still a nice apartment; I've got everything that I could ever need, except for my kids. I don't exactly expect much by way of visitors, though--the world's moved on way past Jack Atlas the Duelist King, after all, so no one's exactly clamoring for interviews.
We didn't bury you. Rio had a better idea; we spread your ashes into the sea. You loved it so much, it seemed criminal to stick you in the ground. Landlocked forever.
I wish I'd moved near the ocean. Maybe then I could feel like I was close by."
10 yrs. - Rio
"Hey, Ryoga--it's Rio. Sorry I haven't really made time to say anything lately; it's been busy. I've got a little kid to take care of now. You'd like him--he bites just like you used to, little brat. I wouldn't take him any other way, though.
... You're taking good care of Dad, right? It's only been a couple of days, I know, but--I'm sure he's already chewed you out for having died before him. Knowing him, he totally blew his top and his voice went up an octave and everything.
He took it so hard when you left, Ryoga. So be good to him, okay? Do all that father-son bonding stuff that you always said you thought was stupid but secretly wanted to do.
I love you, Ryoga. And tell Dad I love him, too."
a call in the night
It was late and the streetlights were flickering on and the snow hadn't let up on bit. It was still a total white-out outside and Kotori doubted visibility was very good... but here was hoping for the best. She dialled in Rio's home number and hoped she'd hear her voice on the other end.
Ring... ring... ring...
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☮: Random Headcanon
Among AZ's list of skills he's gained from traveling are cooking over open fires, basic first aid, and fishing (he used to fish often, but never bothered replacing his rod when a large relicanth ended up snapping it)
Ryoga was struck dumbfounded before he ran over wrapping arms around this man who'd called him son. "C'mon snap out of it!" he begged, before inspiration hit him full-force. "Father, please! C'mon... You're okay..."
"Ryoga...?"Jack calmed down once he was held in his son's grasp. After the incident where he'd thought he'd lost the boy forever, he'd become more prone to panic attacks, and while he tried to hide them from the twins, sometimes... well, sometimes, he couldn't control it.
"Yeah. Yeah--I'm fine now."