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May. 31st, 2014 01:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[It'd been like any other morning until he'd caught sight of the makeshift calendar on the back of his bedroom door, and the significance of the date had hit him. A year. A whole year he'd been in this place. Maybe things were fine back home; maybe he'd go back to exactly when he'd been taken, and 'Jem was okay, and...
But maybe not. Who knew? He could get back and a year would've passed there too, and-
Everything else that followed that train of thought was something he didn't want to deal with. This was the last straw; days ago he'd gone to show Karasu a few of the pictures he'd taken and been unable to find any trace of her anywhere. There'd been no need to tell Bakura this time; he expected he'd figure it out on his own. There were two ways Kai felt like distracting himself. One involved magic and some good old-fashioned destruction; the other was childish, but a lot less likely to end with people being angry or hurt. (Though why he still cared, he wasn't sure.)
So he started by filling up a pillowcase with candy and soda from the vending machines. That was followed by stealing the cushions off every couch and chair in the lounge. Having dumped those via portal into his room, he'd gone back and helped himself to the blankets, pillows, and dining chairs of as many of the empty dorm rooms surrounding his as he could manage.
His door's open now, with several chairs shoved against the wall outside while he builds, coming out now and again for another chair or a blanket to drape over them. He's turning his entire dorm into one giant blanket fort, and then he and Surge are going to camp out in it the rest of the day, at least.]
But maybe not. Who knew? He could get back and a year would've passed there too, and-
Everything else that followed that train of thought was something he didn't want to deal with. This was the last straw; days ago he'd gone to show Karasu a few of the pictures he'd taken and been unable to find any trace of her anywhere. There'd been no need to tell Bakura this time; he expected he'd figure it out on his own. There were two ways Kai felt like distracting himself. One involved magic and some good old-fashioned destruction; the other was childish, but a lot less likely to end with people being angry or hurt. (Though why he still cared, he wasn't sure.)
So he started by filling up a pillowcase with candy and soda from the vending machines. That was followed by stealing the cushions off every couch and chair in the lounge. Having dumped those via portal into his room, he'd gone back and helped himself to the blankets, pillows, and dining chairs of as many of the empty dorm rooms surrounding his as he could manage.
His door's open now, with several chairs shoved against the wall outside while he builds, coming out now and again for another chair or a blanket to drape over them. He's turning his entire dorm into one giant blanket fort, and then he and Surge are going to camp out in it the rest of the day, at least.]