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[adventlead]

[Falling to the ground, Kadaj's communicator is accidentally turned on video. If one looks to the corner, they will see that he's in the public library. But not much can be seen other than that, seeing as Kadaj's back is to the screen. As his leg is grabbed, a voice that isn't his can be heard, even though the one in question isn't seen.

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[prodigal_axe]

[Though he picked up on the predatory stance, Shinjiro decided to ignore it. Not the time to worry about that. Instead, he slowly looked over Kadaj's ruined, still form-- it had taken seconds, just a few of them, to make him into this broken thing. He slowly moved his scarred left hand and rested it on Kadaj's forehead--brought it back coated in blood. So much of it. He could barely think straight or hear what Minato said, but it sparked a memory from long-ago conversations.]

Three days... I think.

[When Minato sat down in the spreading gore, Shinjiro shot him a guarded, concerned look. Kadaj or no, he ought to drag him right out of there. But he didn't, wouldn't. Any minute now that torn corpse would disappear. Might as well let him stay here until then. And he'd stay, too. But after that...? He wasn't sure where to bring his friend. The hospital, maybe. He didn't seem as crazed, but he didn't look well either.]

Whatever. Stay here for now, if you want. I'll just do the same.

[His stubborn, rough tones were a little distant. More an act than usual, even, but this wasn't the time or place to let his guard down.]

[purgatory_maren]

[Uncontrollable waves of... jealousy? Possessiveness? -Washed over him when Shinji touched Kadaj. Even he hadn't done that. Hadn't even covered him or stroked his hair. If he could think clearly, he'd think there was no reason to feel anything like that. The angry emotions he felt then had no backing, just there because there was something wrong with him. Shinji had done nothing, and he knew it.

Still, Minato removed his jacket and moved closer, on his knees once again, in order to gently drape it over Kadaj, all the while eyeing Shinji. Once he was done fussing over how the jacket was laid, how even it was or wasn't, what parts were more important to him to cover up (all things he normally wouldn't bother with). He was well aware then, that Shinji wasn't going anywhere and with a huff, he plops back down and takes Souba up again, into his lap. Examining the other boy, Minato decided instead that if he were to stay, he would be completely useless with nothing on him. Stomping down on the hilt of his katana, he kicks it across the floor, sending it sliding across, through the blood, to Shinji's feet. If something happened, Minato would fight with Souba.]

Make yourself useful. Take it.

[He hadn't meant anything offensive with his words, not that he could help it. With a final trembling sigh, he scoots back closer to the wall to lean on. He was definitely starting to feel lightheaded, and it was all turning from madness to sadness, very, very slowly but enough for him to get that lump in his throat.

Or maybe that was just him needing to throw up.

He nearly did, heaving and placing a bloody hand to his face to stop it, but managing to force it down, not wanting to do that by Kadaj. Disrespectful, he thought.]

...Stop it. I know it bothers you.