Virtue, dear friend, needs no defense, The surest guard is innocence

[hisxsacrifice.livejournal.com]

Characters: Ritsuka, Open
When: Backdated to after this
Where: Garage at 16th and Nevinnost
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The reaction to the Joker's message
Note: Anyone can come, but Ritsuka won't want to leave until he sees Soubi



He hadn't moved much from where they'd left. The cigarette had been let to fall from his lips after a few minutes had passed, and dull eyes watched in for some time, laying prone on the dirty floor. There was blood on in, looking almost like a lipstick print. He wasn't sure how long he stared at it before a wave of nausea had him curling in further on himself.

His fingers came to pry weakly at the collar cutting him off from Soubi, making a small noise in the back of his throat as he tried to keep his emotions plugged up. It wouldn't budge and his head hung, resting on his knees. Tentatively, he brought his hand up to his head, where his ears should have been, and instead is hand feel through nothing and came to his hair. They were really gone.

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[silent-basilisk.livejournal.com]

It didn't take Vera long to arrive at the location, once she had found out where it was using the PDA's map. When she arrived, she hesitated for a split second; an unexplained fear bubbled up before she mentally slapped herself as she entered the garage.

The woman frowned at the the smell of the garage; blood, old and new and...she mentally shuddered at what else was in the air, her grip on her backpack strap tightening even more than it already was. Vera looked towards the direction where the boys were, the one with white hair seemed to be helping the boy from the picture with some sort of blue light glowing from his hand. A look of confusion crossed her face for a second before she shrugged it off, whatever it was, it was slowly healing the wounds on his face.

She took a few cautious steps further into the garage but not to close to the boys, the last thing she wanted to do was startle them while the one from the picture was being healed. She instead scanned the interior of the garage, looking back towards the others with a look of unease every so often.

[smilinggrimmer.livejournal.com]

Although Grimmer was fit, he was still far from being as fast as a soldier like Vera. Therefore, he arrived in the area shortly after Vera, panting lightly and with his hair messed. His blond hair, which he had always kept as short as possible back in Germany, was left unattended to once he arrived in Nescrea, and one might notice that it had now gained a few inches in length. His inability to get a haircut didn't bother him that much, but he still felt unfamiliar with the mildly longer hairlength.

Once he reached the garages entrance, he slowed down and glanced about, wondering if they were being watched. Maybe the clown would conveniently still be around, so he could kill the guy without the trouble of tracking him down. Oh, how he wished it were that simple.

After he entered the garage, he walked beside Vera, before he looked over the scene before him. He made no move towards the research materials on the boxes, and watched Hitsugaya in silence. This was..exactly the kind of complicated situation that he had no clue how to act in. Maybe..he was suppost to frown? Or was he suppost to cry? Or did he have to smile? If he frowned, how strong did the frown need to be?

Tenma had told Grimmer that he done a good job in talking the boy Milosh out of committing suicide. But...could he really do it again?

In the end, Grimmer had a completely blank expression on his face.