Post by Teej on Apr 7, 2009 17:15:53 GMT -5
Clearing through the last of the brushes with a couple swings of his arm, the orange-haired teenager stepped out into the clearing, re-adjusting his headphones to properly rest on his head.
It had been quite a while without any leads to Arumon- some had assumed he disappeared from the gameworld altogether. As of late, however, random surges of energy had come from the insides of the temple, as noted both by nearby players as well as by the Ymaggion staff.
He had been told not to come. Repeatedly. The reports went out shortly after the real-life shooting: "Mysterious knight kills Buena Vista administrator," "Staff unprepared for vicious murder" and other such garbage. The new body Sora now inhabited was just a ruse to continue the illusion that what the articles reported was fact.
The plan was to lay low as a normal player while the Arumon situation was handled out. After so long with no leads and suddenly this new piece of information showing up however, Neku decided that he had to be a part of it, even without his co-worker's consent.
"They should be arriving here soon..." he thought, casually flipping through songs on the mp3 player strapped around his neck.
It had been quite a while without any leads to Arumon- some had assumed he disappeared from the gameworld altogether. As of late, however, random surges of energy had come from the insides of the temple, as noted both by nearby players as well as by the Ymaggion staff.
He had been told not to come. Repeatedly. The reports went out shortly after the real-life shooting: "Mysterious knight kills Buena Vista administrator," "Staff unprepared for vicious murder" and other such garbage. The new body Sora now inhabited was just a ruse to continue the illusion that what the articles reported was fact.
The plan was to lay low as a normal player while the Arumon situation was handled out. After so long with no leads and suddenly this new piece of information showing up however, Neku decided that he had to be a part of it, even without his co-worker's consent.
"They should be arriving here soon..." he thought, casually flipping through songs on the mp3 player strapped around his neck.
