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He reached up to grab a pair of mugs for tea and stopped when something rattled. Youth turned the mug to look in, reaching to catch whatever it was in case it came out fast. The crystal fell out of the mug and everything went black. On reflex Youth tried to reach out to grab a counter, anything, to stabilize himself without sight, still holding the mugs, hoping not to drop them. Instead his arms didn’t move.
( Open the gate/open the gate/freedom/jump up and down y'all )
Youth’s eyes snapped open as he fell backward, trying to keep the mugs from shattering on the ground while at the same time trying to banish the echoes of sympathy pain running through him from the memory. He managed to save the mugs, landing hard on his back and staying there for a moment, staring upward. Then he decided to stay there a few moments longer, to recover a bit more.
At least now he knew the story behind one of his scars.
[[ooc: Memory is headcanon, derived from pretty popular fanon of him trying to open all of the gates at once and landing in Medical for a year. This is from the crystal from Cops and Robbers, price is Youth losing half of his money.]]
( Open the gate/open the gate/freedom/jump up and down y'all )
Youth’s eyes snapped open as he fell backward, trying to keep the mugs from shattering on the ground while at the same time trying to banish the echoes of sympathy pain running through him from the memory. He managed to save the mugs, landing hard on his back and staying there for a moment, staring upward. Then he decided to stay there a few moments longer, to recover a bit more.
At least now he knew the story behind one of his scars.
[[ooc: Memory is headcanon, derived from pretty popular fanon of him trying to open all of the gates at once and landing in Medical for a year. This is from the crystal from Cops and Robbers, price is Youth losing half of his money.]]
