Locked in a Room

[dishevelment]

Who: Everyone stuck in Pride HQ
What: This load of crap.
When: Nov. 1-5
Where Pride HQ
Warnings: Pg-13 minimum because Carnies. Tag if it gets over that.


Everyone got the same call-- and now we're all stuck in HQ with no hint of release in sight.

The reason? No one knows.

How are you coping?

Comments

[mildwildchild]

"It's been...yeah, almost three days now." His tone is glum, his expression anxious. "I haven't been able to reach him on his phone or anything. You still haven't heard anything from him?"

Jamie sees that little glance around the room, and it makes him nervous, in turn. "What...are you looking for?" he asks uneasily, and huffs a dry, humorless chuckle. "You think someone's gonna sneak in here and grab us all again?"

He regrets saying that the moment the words are out of his mouth, not just because it's an all-too-likely prospect given the ease with which Predator pulled it off, but because that's more or less what Jamie's started to suspect has happened to Sora.

[punchesyu]

"Sora wouldn't just leave and not say anything," he says, concern lacing his tone once again. It was too weird. He didn't like it, it creeped at the edge of his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

"I'm not ruling out someone coming in here and kidnapping him or something. They did it once, who's to say they won't do it again?"

His position changes as he says it, almost seeming like he's putting himself into a defensive stance. In case someone does come for them again.

[mildwildchild]

"I know he wouldn't," Jamie says a little more forcefully than he intends. "And - yeah. I keep thinking, y'know, he missed out on the thing at the amusement park, maybe this little 'trip' he went on was some kind of...private hazing or something. I don't know."

He throws up his hands again, looking bitter and frustrated. "I hate being where we are in the pecking order, y'know? Everybody gets to do whatever they want to you and nobody fucking tells you anything that's going on. It's bullshit."

[punchesyu]

Yosuke understands that frustration, he feels it too. He hates it. He can't argue Jamie's point, nor would he want to right now, because he's right- it is bullshit, and he doesn't get why they have to suffer through any of this.

"Don't say that. About Sora. I don't want to think that he's going through the same crap we did. One day we're gunna be the seniors around here, and no one will get to do a thing to us. Screw those guys at the top right now, they'll be wash-ups before you know it."

He says, trying to get Jamie to feel better, trying to get himself to feel better. Somehow. Through this entire mess that was their current life.

[mildwildchild]

Jamie doesn't want to think that either, but the notion keeps creeping into his head anyway, no matter how he tries to dismiss it. Maybe that anxiety is what's really to blame for the dream that woke him up, not ghosts or anything else. He doesn't know if he can bring himself to fully believe that, though.

He exhales heavily, one corner of his mouth quirking up in a half-hearted ghost of a smile. "Yeah. We're gonna have to work hard to make it happen, but we'll get there for sure, once Sora gets back."