[Slowly and with care -- with an almost supernatural smoothness of motion -- Atem moves them off the bed, and gets to his feet. He holds Ryou to his chest one-handed, and takes careful, deliberate steps through the apartment.
There's a sliver of one window visible through a gap in the curtains.
There's blood splatter on it.
Step by step, Atem crosses to the back door, which Tybolt is sniffing and pawing at.]
Ah-ah. Go to bed!
[Tybolt makes an argumentative, plaintive squeak.]
Go to bed.
[Tybolt, unhappily, follows the command and trots to one of his hides.]
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[Slowly and with care -- with an almost supernatural smoothness of motion -- Atem moves them off the bed, and gets to his feet. He holds Ryou to his chest one-handed, and takes careful, deliberate steps through the apartment.
There's a sliver of one window visible through a gap in the curtains.
There's blood splatter on it.
Step by step, Atem crosses to the back door, which Tybolt is sniffing and pawing at.]
Ah-ah. Go to bed!
[Tybolt makes an argumentative, plaintive squeak.]
Go to bed.
[Tybolt, unhappily, follows the command and trots to one of his hides.]