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Characters: Ritsuka, Soubi, later Matt, open to Mello
When: April 13th, Afternoon
Where: 202
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: 202's old owners come back

Ritsuka smiled down at Soubi, straddling his lap and pushing him back down into the couch. He brushed ash blond hair back from his face, tweaking his ear with a curious twitch of his lips. Gripping his chin gently between his fingers he tilted his head up, lips pressing to his with a certain determination.

"Soubi, I-"

It was then that the door opened.

Ritsuka's head turned, eyes wide in surprise and hair standing on end, tail about two sizes bigger then it had been and ears standing straight up at the sight of the strangers who proceeded to walk in as though they owned the place.

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Another bubble flashed on Ritsuka's PCD, though this one was different looking than the last and it carried an attachment.

Ritsuka,

I have attached the coordinates to the storage building and a few photos to help pick out the space a friend and I are in if you want to have any company when you get there. The 'others' won't bother you while you travel here... They don't see you. Tell Soubi I say 'hello.' Hope to see you both soon.

Matt

He looked down as the PDA went off, opening the attachments and looking it over before showing Soubi. "He says hello. Do you recognize the area?" he asked. The pictures did more for him then the maps.

Soubi looked at the map and pulled out his sketch book, nodding. He had to flip through a few pages but he got to a similar looking drawing he had made a few days back. It was much rougher and less detailed than the map Matt had sent, but it was clearly the same area.

"Yes. I only wandered over there for about an hour to get the streets down, but I know the way," Soubi replied and tucked his sketch book away.

He then began heading in the right direction at a normal pace, moving to the middle of the street where most of the dead didn't walk, "Can you text him back and ask if he's got the ink already?"

"Oh he's-" Ritsuka flushed. He was the one who'd said he'd get Soubi ink for the tattoo. His ears flattened slightly, but he nodded, following after Soubi, texting and walking at the same time as only a teenager was able.

Matt

He wants to know if you have ink.

"How far is it?" he asked, moving closer, tail tangling with Soubi's.

Ritsuka,

I went to drop it off when I came home... No one answered. I have the supplies back at the flat.

Matt

"They're not with him," Ritsuka passed on, more then a little relieved, "But he got the supplies."

"That's good," Soubi replied absently, nodding to himself. "It means it can get taken care of once these matters are taken care of." He waved at the people around him to indicate the zombies. "It's not too far, maybe a half hour walk?"

Ritsuka pursed his lips, but nodded, "If that's what Soubi wants," he said, smiling up at him, then linking arms.

"...They aren't so scary I guess...the people. I feel sorry for them. I bet they were happy here before whatever happened."

There's a whole family of them in my room. They're acting... strange. Like they know I'm here, and they don't like it. I'm going to relocate and do some investigating.

Stick with Soubi, I'm pretty sure he has your best interests in mind.

Take care.

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