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@heidun
[ Σ ]—— He’s absolutely hating this, from the very core of his soul. Perhaps he never hated anything more than being in this situation, and he went through quite a lot in his few years of age. Hibiki’s constant urge to slap his forehead multiple times is blocked by the likewise urge to keep himself uninjuried, since those tentacles might act on their own and cause blisters all over his face.
But you know what-- he would deserve it. What kind of idiot suggests sea creatures as the theme of their Halloween costumes? He, the genius who was supposed to be above such frivolous festivity, is now wandering the streets infested by screeching bats, in a huge jellyfish costume that somehow became glued to his body. Those bastards got him good this time.
At least he’s not alone. The one person who agreed to match with him is taking him company. However, as much as it makes him feel better to have an unfortunate soul sharing his fate, why does it always have to be the old man? The thought of an invisible string tying them together both intrigues and worries him. He just wants to go home... but somehow, they got lost.
“I’m seeing no water around here,” he breaks the silence, his throat slowly becoming dry. Hell no, he’s not going too get dehydrated and die here. “We can’t even cling to the hope these bats are anything close to edible.”