[closed] california's a garden of eden

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Who ⬤ Kamui & friends
What ⬤ Kamui has a fun time at the festival-- until, of course, the festival stops being fun.
When ⬤ During and after the Night Parade
Where ⬤ Around the city
Content Warnings ⬤ slapstick dildo violence, the backdrop of the bathhouse orgy but no actual sex, actual violence later

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[Everything happens all at once. The manholes burst; the thick steam billows out from underground in murky clouds of milky white; the ground rumbles with the impact, sending Kamui stumbling directly into Kim and grabbing onto him for purchase; all around them the festival lights melt into one diffused mess of indistinguishable color and light, in which hundreds of souls scream and cry and run in a rapidly-flowing mass of bodies and panic.]

Kim--

[No, no, no. Is it time already? Is this where he loops again? Kamui can't see Kim's face inches in front of him, but in the midst of the sensory overload all he knows is that Kim's still alive, still standing, and if he tries Kamui can keep it that way.]

A-- an explosion-- we have to move!

[aceslow]

[ Later, when Kim's surrounded by enough quiet for him to actually think, he'll kick be kicking himself; he was so engrossed by his conversation with Kamui that he hadn't stayed on his guard as he had told himself he would, and had missed the ruckus entirely until it was already thrust upon them. One moment he was considering the reality of Kamui wielding powers he scarcely understood himself, unheard of even in his own world, and the next, the world itself seemed to erupt. ]

Shit! Kamui, we --

[ It's too late. The panic is too great, and it knocks him right on his ass, nearly trampled by the sheer magnitude of the crowd around them, throngs of people running both towards and away from the danger, the sound of gunfire deafeningly loud, steam rising up from the sewers clouding what little vision they still had. For a moment, it takes all of Kim's concentration not to get his neck broken by the heavy, thoughtless footsteps of the ayakishi around them, and the next? Kamui is gone.

Then, there's too much happening for them to find each other again, not until this whole horrible mess has calmed. All he can do is trust that if Kamui were truly telling him the reality of his life, then he has enough practice staying alive to do it for one more day. ]