[ look, it's not that charles is very specifically scouring the entire city for the few people he counts among the number of friends i would die a second time for — but he's... not not doing that, either. in his defense, the entire city is on metaphorical fire, people are murdering others left and right, and the locals are barricaded in their homes; he thinks he has a reason to be a tad concerned.
it takes him several hours and mirror-hopping until he's dizzy with it, but finally he spots someone who looks very much like junpei, and he doesn't really stop to register where he is, or where the other's going, or anything — he just yells out, ]
Oi, Junpei! Wait up!
[ his shout echoes from the buildings; and when it clearly... well, either falls on deaf ears, or junpei elects to ignore him (and that smarts a bit, but hey, charles is nothing if not persistent), he promptly follows into the building his friend's disappeared into, stepping straight through the door.
and then just blinks. ] Where the hell are we? [ what... is he looking at. what is this place. explanations, please. ]
👻 JUNPEI.
it takes him several hours and mirror-hopping until he's dizzy with it, but finally he spots someone who looks very much like junpei, and he doesn't really stop to register where he is, or where the other's going, or anything — he just yells out, ]
Oi, Junpei! Wait up!
[ his shout echoes from the buildings; and when it clearly... well, either falls on deaf ears, or junpei elects to ignore him (and that smarts a bit, but hey, charles is nothing if not persistent), he promptly follows into the building his friend's disappeared into, stepping straight through the door.
and then just blinks. ] Where the hell are we? [ what... is he looking at. what is this place. explanations, please. ]