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Pawn & Omi Survival Game
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oneblackcatThe very first thing Omi recognized was motion. Before his eyes opened, before his ears registered sound, there was the humming vibration under him of a floor on wheels speeding down a highway. He heard the engine next, the muted whizzes of passing cars, the tires against the road. No voices, but the air seemed too stale and still.
His head hurt and his stomach felt sick. There was a pinch at his wrists which felt pulled behind him and tight squeezing around his biceps and warmth pressed against his back. Warmth pressed against his back.
He wasn't alone. Someone else had been taken, too.
He opened his eyes and took in what he could. The only light came from the windows in the front of the vehicle through the grate of small diamond shapes dividing the seats from the cargo area. The back of a van by the looks of it, and empty save for the two of them and the driver.
His feet weren't tied but a gag prevented speech. Who had them, and why had they been taken? Was this about Weiss? If that were true, who was the one behind him, and what had become of the other two? Omi tried to look over his shoulder to make out the identity of his captive companion. He couldn't spot a face, but he could see enough of the hair to know it wasn't Ken or Aya. It was sort of close to Youji's color, but Omi didn't smell his cologne.
Who was it, then...?
His head hurt and his stomach felt sick. There was a pinch at his wrists which felt pulled behind him and tight squeezing around his biceps and warmth pressed against his back. Warmth pressed against his back.
He wasn't alone. Someone else had been taken, too.
He opened his eyes and took in what he could. The only light came from the windows in the front of the vehicle through the grate of small diamond shapes dividing the seats from the cargo area. The back of a van by the looks of it, and empty save for the two of them and the driver.
His feet weren't tied but a gag prevented speech. Who had them, and why had they been taken? Was this about Weiss? If that were true, who was the one behind him, and what had become of the other two? Omi tried to look over his shoulder to make out the identity of his captive companion. He couldn't spot a face, but he could see enough of the hair to know it wasn't Ken or Aya. It was sort of close to Youji's color, but Omi didn't smell his cologne.
Who was it, then...?
