[Hell of a nap! After cleaning up and heading home, Kanji was just hanging a few things up and switched on the chroma-powered kettle. It'd help wake up the sleepy-brain as they readied for the rest of what he thought was going to be a regular day.
They're coming.
He lifted his head and scratched the top. Boy, that was pretty clear in his head. Had nothing to do with where his mind had wandered, and that voice was pretty clearly that of Naoto.
Right, the link. They were coming? Who was, he wondered.]
...Oh, shit-!
[He skidded on his socks as he turned and tore out of the kitchen. He made a beeline for her, the cold sweat beading over his face. He braced against the bedroom doorway, short of breath. His mind ran: Where would they go, the hospital? The nest?]
I-it's happening? R-right now!?
[He stepped in and that's when he could feel pangs over the link, cramps he could feel under his navel. He pushed past it to place his hands on her shoulders.]
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They're coming.
He lifted his head and scratched the top. Boy, that was pretty clear in his head. Had nothing to do with where his mind had wandered, and that voice was pretty clearly that of Naoto.
Right, the link. They were coming? Who was, he wondered.]
...Oh, shit-!
[He skidded on his socks as he turned and tore out of the kitchen. He made a beeline for her, the cold sweat beading over his face. He braced against the bedroom doorway, short of breath. His mind ran: Where would they go, the hospital? The nest?]
I-it's happening? R-right now!?
[He stepped in and that's when he could feel pangs over the link, cramps he could feel under his navel. He pushed past it to place his hands on her shoulders.]
Do... do we have time?