[ It'd be a lie to say there were reasons waiting on Tidus's tongue. Why just some pandas? He doesn't know, he doesn't care, he just doesn't want to stay here doing nothing, get out there and look all day if he has to!
-- none of that has the chance to come out. Kaiba's call instead comes through. The pair listen, and all sensation drains from Tidus's body, all warmth, leaving a chill that he doesn't shudder for, but sinks in deep.
It's the arm latching him that spurs him awake. Nearly yanking it back, he moves with it clinging on anyway, turning his body to give his arm more flexibility while he taps at his SCA. He makes the call, Roland. Dots show as it tries to connect, and Tidus waits with grains of patience. ]
Pick up, pick up, pick up pick up pickupPICKUP.
[ He yells at the device at the end there, for nobody but himself, or as to will Roland to wake from whatever slumber he's currently taking. Even death. ]
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-- none of that has the chance to come out. Kaiba's call instead comes through. The pair listen, and all sensation drains from Tidus's body, all warmth, leaving a chill that he doesn't shudder for, but sinks in deep.
It's the arm latching him that spurs him awake. Nearly yanking it back, he moves with it clinging on anyway, turning his body to give his arm more flexibility while he taps at his SCA. He makes the call, Roland. Dots show as it tries to connect, and Tidus waits with grains of patience. ]
Pick up, pick up, pick up pick up pickupPICKUP.
[ He yells at the device at the end there, for nobody but himself, or as to will Roland to wake from whatever slumber he's currently taking.
Even death.]