Rei wasn't happy. If you asked his friends, he was very rarely - if ever - happy. But the way he was staring at the letters in his hands, it seemed he didn't want to absorb the information he was reading. Though any with an observant eye would note that he'd already gone around and around at the help desk, triple-checking that he is indeed in a place he can't quite leave without severe bodily harm to himself (charming), and it was safest if he stayed within the walls of Saeng Seong.
Rei'd never been abducted in his life. He was perfectly happy living his life unabducted. Yet here he was, reading the information over and over. The city's power was dwindling and if his understanding was top notch- of course- he was to be made a human battery.
But how!? It didn't make any logical sense. Although he didn't appreciate making the calculations for such a dark subject, you needed far more human beings to power a city and keep the lights on, and that's not even broaching the touchy subject on how to harvest energy from a person. The very thought was grotesque! But... they'd said touch, and he didn't even want to begin to talk about that!
Touch! Intimacy! Was it not beautiful to share a moment with the ones you're close to in such a manner? So what would it be with strangers other than unsettling and stiff? Perhaps he'll stick with handshakes, and keep things professional and crisp. He wasn't sure about hugging a stranger.
Which left where he was, this Saeng Seong. As he stepped outside to have a look, the architecture was very eastern, the aesthetic taste of the city around him enough to lighten the troubled heart, make it sing with each dramatic slope and the lovingly-crafted mosaic beneath his shoes. As he looked to the sky, it would be a simple matter in his mind: Determine the constellation placement, find the North Star, and...
The teen had to freeze, the papers dropping in his hands, dancing through the air as they made their way to the street. Two moons.
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Rei'd never been abducted in his life. He was perfectly happy living his life unabducted. Yet here he was, reading the information over and over. The city's power was dwindling and if his understanding was top notch- of course- he was to be made a human battery.
But how!? It didn't make any logical sense. Although he didn't appreciate making the calculations for such a dark subject, you needed far more human beings to power a city and keep the lights on, and that's not even broaching the touchy subject on how to harvest energy from a person. The very thought was grotesque! But... they'd said touch, and he didn't even want to begin to talk about that!
Touch! Intimacy! Was it not beautiful to share a moment with the ones you're close to in such a manner? So what would it be with strangers other than unsettling and stiff? Perhaps he'll stick with handshakes, and keep things professional and crisp. He wasn't sure about hugging a stranger.
Which left where he was, this Saeng Seong. As he stepped outside to have a look, the architecture was very eastern, the aesthetic taste of the city around him enough to lighten the troubled heart, make it sing with each dramatic slope and the lovingly-crafted mosaic beneath his shoes. As he looked to the sky, it would be a simple matter in his mind: Determine the constellation placement, find the North Star, and...
The teen had to freeze, the papers dropping in his hands, dancing through the air as they made their way to the street. Two moons.
...Where was he!?