GHB 6: [orb]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[Well, well well! Look whose ugly mug has finally shown back up in the orb. James lays flat on his stomach in the tall grass of the field between the town and the woods. There are twigs and leaves in his hair and he's got...quite a bit of stubble goin' on there. Might even call it the start of a beard. His robes are torn and the circles under his eyes might suggest his father was a raccoon.]

[It's been...a while.]</sub>

Whut....what day is it.

_{[He's quiet for a time and just stares at the orb in his hand. He wasn't so sure he'd ever see civilization again.]}

I'll...give a silver coin to th' first motherfucker that brings me a sandwich.

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[goldeneyeball]

_{[His voice is somewhat muffled by the ground.]}

I'm at the edge of the woods. I can see the city, but not my house.

[shiromadoushi]

[[he nods]] I'll start from the other side and circle around, then.

[goldeneyeball]

_{[Though he was never a boyscout, he knew to stay put when he was lost as fuck all. He would be laying face-down right where (or approximately where) he told Bakura he would be.]}

[shiromadoushi]

[[It takes about 20 minutes but Bakura does indeed find him.

...JW looked even worse in person...

He kneels down next to the battered looking rag of a man, summoning up a small bubble of healing energy.]]

... When did you last eat anything...?

[goldeneyeball]

_{[When Bakura's footsteps meet his ears, he lifts his head up and manages to prop himself on an elbow. He gives the boy a squint and flinches when the magic appears.]}

I don't remember. _{[He didn't remember...a lot actually.]} Did you bring the sandwich?

[shiromadoushi]

[[The magic is cool and soothing as it washes over JW]]

Not a sandwich, but I brought some fruit. It was the quickest thing to grab from the market. [[and he pulls out two apples form his robe and presents him.]]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[Wore out and cranky as he was, his scowl lessened as the magic did its work. His back had been killing him. However, when Bakura revealed the apples, his frown returned.]

[That was not a sandwich.]</sub>

No silver for you.

_{[He accepts them anyway and wastes no time biting into one.]}

[shiromadoushi]

I wasn't going to ask for any. I just figured you'd rather have something smaller faster than what you really wanted slower.

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[Poor Bakura goes completely ignored until both apples are completely gone, cores and all.]

[When he finally finishes, he sits back on his hands and looks at the forest.]</sub>

There's somethin' about those woods, man...somethin' besides the thorns and weird one-horned cows and whatever the hell else is walking around in there.

[shiromadoushi]

...One horned cows? [[blink blink. The heck?]]

You didn't drink from that lake, did you? The really clear one?

[goldeneyeball]

_{[James took a break from sounding perpetually pissed off.]}

I don't remember...I don't remember anything.

[shiromadoushi]

[[Crap]]

That might have been that, then... That happened to me once, when I wound up forgetting everything that had happened before...

[goldeneyeball]

I remember I sat out to find some herbs. Real herbs. And now I'm here.

_{[He looks at his hands. They're covered in little healing cuts and his arms are bruised. He feels of his antlers to make sure they're both in place.]}

[shiromadoushi]

[[Follows JW's gaze, debating if he should offer another small heal to clear them up or not]]

Want some company, next time? People are less likely to be spirited away when they're not alone...

[goldeneyeball]

I don't think there's gonna be a next time, Peewee.

_{[JW shoves himself to his feet and starts staggering for town in order to get his bearings.]}

'Priciate it.

[shiromadoushi]

[[Welp, he hadn't changed any while away, that was for sure.]]

Anytime.

[[And Bakura's just... going to follow JW back. Just to make sure he makes it.]]