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Who: Agatsuma Soubi, Aoyagi Ritsuka
When: Feb. 28; ~4:15pm (according to the cellphone getting no bars)
Where: Dilapidated Playground... area.
What: Nothing bad. Soubi and Ritsuka find each other and get to figuring out what the hell is going on.
The thread that connected him to Ritsuka was thin (piano wire?) and loose (silk?) but shone brightly to his senses despite the fact that they were not, indeed, connected. Not as they should be. But he could hear Ritsuka and he could find him when his fighter called.
The trek took longer than he cared for. Broken pavement and crumbling walls of wood and stone and concrete made the walk more difficult than it should have been. He didn't dare run just yet. Ritsuka was not in immediate danger and if this was a training session, it was likely he would not be put in danger until they were together. So Soubi took off in the direction he was pulled at a steady pace that allowed him to maneuver around and occasionally over the decaying remains of a small city that stood in his way.
It wasn't terribly long, perhaps twenty minutes at most, before he got within sight of Ritsuka. Waving his hand, ears perking and tail swishing in uncontrolled excitement at actually seeing the other boy alive and well, he attempted to get his fighter's attention without making much sound as he approached. Just in case.
When: Feb. 28; ~4:15pm (according to the cellphone getting no bars)
Where: Dilapidated Playground... area.
What: Nothing bad. Soubi and Ritsuka find each other and get to figuring out what the hell is going on.
The thread that connected him to Ritsuka was thin (piano wire?) and loose (silk?) but shone brightly to his senses despite the fact that they were not, indeed, connected. Not as they should be. But he could hear Ritsuka and he could find him when his fighter called.
The trek took longer than he cared for. Broken pavement and crumbling walls of wood and stone and concrete made the walk more difficult than it should have been. He didn't dare run just yet. Ritsuka was not in immediate danger and if this was a training session, it was likely he would not be put in danger until they were together. So Soubi took off in the direction he was pulled at a steady pace that allowed him to maneuver around and occasionally over the decaying remains of a small city that stood in his way.
It wasn't terribly long, perhaps twenty minutes at most, before he got within sight of Ritsuka. Waving his hand, ears perking and tail swishing in uncontrolled excitement at actually seeing the other boy alive and well, he attempted to get his fighter's attention without making much sound as he approached. Just in case.
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He pushed a few buttons, hesitating before adding, "One of them told me Loveless lived at 202. I'm not sure what that means or if we can trust them but...it seems safer some how then following streaks of blood...I think," he offered.
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This was all very confusing. It was hard to give orders in such a foreign situation, especially one where he felt Soubi knew so much more than him.