Date: 2011-07-16 04:31 am (UTC)
gunsandchocolate: (Scars to mark the broken past)
Fuck. He'd fallen for it. Mello frowned, swore under his breath and turned quickly, waiting for Sephiroth to reappear.

Getting an idea, since the gun had worked, he suddenly tried very hard to imagine several mirrors in the space around. Not enough to be confusing, but enough to give him an immediate view of his surroundings.
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