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