Of course. The games can be flexible enough -- this is whole different playing field after all. Nothing like Shibuya...so it goes without saying that it could be a little different.
[Shinjuku's game is completely different, after all. not that he really agrees with it, but it's literally none of his business.
Shibuya, however, is. and now Yogen too, he supposes, even if it might take some time to get there. but it's not like his reign over Shibuya came up overnight, either.
Joshua moves away a bit, not because he's at all uncomfortable with the proximity to Komaeda, but he has to make a little bit of space. he reaches out in his mind, feeling the weight mentally of every item in the room. he could throw any of them at the blink of an eye...mostly.
but what he latches on to now is a jar of wisteria, and it floats from a table near the door into his outstretched hands. it still gives him a rush, the idea that some of his abilities are returning...]
I guess you can say that. It seems that one of my abilities decided to come back to me.
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[Shinjuku's game is completely different, after all. not that he really agrees with it, but it's literally none of his business.
Shibuya, however, is. and now Yogen too, he supposes, even if it might take some time to get there. but it's not like his reign over Shibuya came up overnight, either.
Joshua moves away a bit, not because he's at all uncomfortable with the proximity to Komaeda, but he has to make a little bit of space. he reaches out in his mind, feeling the weight mentally of every item in the room. he could throw any of them at the blink of an eye...mostly.
but what he latches on to now is a jar of wisteria, and it floats from a table near the door into his outstretched hands. it still gives him a rush, the idea that some of his abilities are returning...]
I guess you can say that. It seems that one of my abilities decided to come back to me.