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Post Trial: Week 3
[ In the world of Nabari, it was kill or be killed. The fact that someone as young as Buddy had killed two people then, wasn't completely surprising. In a way, he was almost impressed.
...
Weeks ago, they had figured out that those sharing the vices of those involved would suffer side effects. This week, like last, wrath was affected. After trial Yoite disappears as he was apt to do, but this time with a goal in mind. Shortly thereafter he walks to Dhaos' room, two lemonades in hand.
Truthfully, Yoite had no idea what he was doing as he had never had a friend in his life. But there was something between the two that Yoite couldn't deny-- a simple, yet complicated bond. They were both ghosts, and they both seemed content in a type of mutual space.
He knocks, a "Good Evening" already on his lips.]
...
Weeks ago, they had figured out that those sharing the vices of those involved would suffer side effects. This week, like last, wrath was affected. After trial Yoite disappears as he was apt to do, but this time with a goal in mind. Shortly thereafter he walks to Dhaos' room, two lemonades in hand.
Truthfully, Yoite had no idea what he was doing as he had never had a friend in his life. But there was something between the two that Yoite couldn't deny-- a simple, yet complicated bond. They were both ghosts, and they both seemed content in a type of mutual space.
He knocks, a "Good Evening" already on his lips.]