It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.

[helmetdoesnothing]

Who: Mituna Captor & YOU
When: April 8th
Where: Phanga neighbourhood (to start)
Style: Action, but reply with what you prefer!
Status: Open

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"Fuck!"

The first thing that might be noticed as Mituna Captor's voice broadcast over the SFCs and filtered out through an open window into the street of the Phanga neighbourhood was the significant lessening of his ever-present vocal slurring. The single, vitriolic word was crisp and sharp, and rightly so for although the yellowblood had woken up entirely blind - the cause of his outburst - he also awoke with every part of his mind slotted into the right place. Like a jigsaw finally being put together, he could fully comprehend what was happening around him in a way that he hadn't been able to in sweeps. Sparks crackled at his fingers and he didn't even have to force it. Not that it would be any fucking use since he couldn't fucking see.

Still, he had enough presence of mind to fumble his way into some clothes and carefully feel his way to the door - not without cracking his shins on one of the door frames along the way - and when he found it and pulled it open, he could feel warmth on his face and he knew he should be seeing, he knew his eyes were wide open and...

Why couldn't he see.

"What the ever-loving, grubthucking fuck is happening," he muttered, gripping against the door frame and resting his forehead against it. Memories floated back to him as he stood there. Noise and light. Fear. Pain. He flinched, shook it off and shivered. This was just his fucking luck, wasn't it? The universe, once again, ramming a throbbing bonebulge right up his nook for shits and giggles.

He sat down on the doorstep and rubbed one temple, trying to organise his thoughts.

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[paladaddy]

It wasn't an eloquent way of putting it, but it was what Shiro had thought had happened. Mituna sounded more focused, more able to process his own thoughts. It had to be a mental thing.

"Ah," he said, "So your mind is...normal, now?"

[helmetdoesnothing]

That got a sudden laugh - a hissing, stuttery sound that filtered out around his teeth. "Normal enough," he said. A yellowblood's mind was never really normal, even by troll standards, but yes.. yes, it was normal enough.

He tilted his head then, and let out a quiet breath through his nose. "It'th jutht the bubble fucking with me. One more giant middle finger from the univerthe."

[paladaddy]

"The bubble seems to enjoy doing that," Shiro commented. The poor kid seemed to go through a lot, and he wasn't sure if the 'normal enough' mind was a welcome change or not.

He wanted to ask about it, before Mituna went back to his usual self, but he had a feeling that asking right away would just upset the boy. SO instead he said, "It didn't take my eyesight, though I'm wondering if that might be better than what it did take from me."

[helmetdoesnothing]

"What did it take?" Yes, good, distract him. He was starting to get fidgety, not enjoying the feeling of being trapped inside his own head. It was carefully, and with a kind of co-ordinated grace that he usually lacked that he felt his way up the door frame and stood, going back indoors.

No point sitting on the step outside if he could see sweet fuck all. He shut the door, then placed one hand against the wall to guide his steps as he walked.

[paladaddy]

Shiro watched the feed, making sure that Mituna at least got back inside without hurting himself. As much of a pain as it would have been, Shiro would go help Mituna if he got hurt.

"Mmm...I'm not sure how to describe it," he admitted, "But it feels like all of my old wounds are aching? And it makes it hard to do anything, because the ache isn't going away."

[helmetdoesnothing]

"Oh.." He found his way to a chair and sat down, sinking into it slightly and rubbing his hand over his eyes again. A sharp breath was drawn in, then quietly exhaled.

No, he wasn't going to panic. This was temporary, right? It would be a week and then he'd be back to.. normal.

"I'm thorry."

[paladaddy]

"It's alright," Shiro said, waving Mituna off, "I'll be fine in a week. I'm more worried about you right now. Do you need any help?"

Mituna would need someone to cook for him and make sure his place stayed clean. Suddenly going blind took longer than a week to adjust to.

[helmetdoesnothing]

"No, I'm fine." He held one hand up in front of his face, waving it back and forth experimentally. "It'th not tho bad."

Could be worse. At least he has a couple of people around.. assuming they don't have things just as badly as he does.