Again he tugged at the plain shirt, feeling oddly incomplete. The outfit was simple and, he supposed appropriate, for whatever tasks may come: a plain white top and plain black slacks. He only noticed then the thin yellow stripe wrapped around each sleeve. It certainky wasn't to his taste, but he accepted it as it matched bilaterally. Everything in the dresser had seemed similar.
Kid approached the plain door, which continued to a plain appearing hall though again he spotted a thin yellow arrow, directing them.
"I think this yellow is for us."
To emphasize his point, he addressed the yellow stripe on the shirt and then the stripe on the wall. As such, he follow the given instructions until the came upon a door which, seeing as he imagined there wasn't a damn thing he could do in a fight, he supposed he would open so he could help.
And promptly stared.
The room was into what appeared to be thirds. Uneven thirds. Kid's breath hitched, stepping aside to allow Kon in.
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Again he tugged at the plain shirt, feeling oddly incomplete. The outfit was simple and, he supposed appropriate, for whatever tasks may come: a plain white top and plain black slacks. He only noticed then the thin yellow stripe wrapped around each sleeve. It certainky wasn't to his taste, but he accepted it as it matched bilaterally. Everything in the dresser had seemed similar.
Kid approached the plain door, which continued to a plain appearing hall though again he spotted a thin yellow arrow, directing them.
"I think this yellow is for us."
To emphasize his point, he addressed the yellow stripe on the shirt and then the stripe on the wall. As such, he follow the given instructions until the came upon a door which, seeing as he imagined there wasn't a damn thing he could do in a fight, he supposed he would open so he could help.
And promptly stared.
The room was into what appeared to be thirds. Uneven thirds. Kid's breath hitched, stepping aside to allow Kon in.
"...After you "