I'm what you face, when you face in the mirror!

[gardenerthief]

WHO: YOKO KURAMA, Mu Mu Hakyhouse and ANYONE IN THE CITY WHO WANTS AN EXCUSE TO HIT THIS UP.
WHERE: The house, the toy store, any and all parks in the city, Helltowers, Kaibacorp
WHEN: Backdated to Saturday night through whenever Alistair is defeated.
WARNINGS: Uh. Demon?
SUMMARY: Alistair stole a bunch of souls, among them that of Shuichi Minamino

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sunday night, hell towers?

[loveyourenemy]

Matsuka felt exhausted.

For Bakura's sake, at least, he hadn't let himself hide away in the same kind of depression that had gripped him in the wake of Keith's death. Someone had to look after Pelor; someone would have to go into the toy store on Monday and try, for whatever good it would do, to keep things afloat. Much as he wanted to, he couldn't crawl under his bed and hide there from all of the emotions running high around Bakura's death and Alastair's rampage.

But by Sunday evening there was nothing left that he could do to keep himself busy. He lay curled up on his bed on top of its oversized comforter, feeling drained and aching inside.

Just before chasing down Alistair, check

[gardenerthief]

After a few thousand years of practice, a guy gets good at getting into and out of a building silently. Even if it's the top floor of a high-rise. He'd been doing a lot of breaking and entering in the past few hours, but in this case, there wasn't anything he wanted to steal. This time was about making sure the pretty pearl was tucked safely away.

...He needed to stop thinking about food, it was distracting.

Distracting enough that when a very small animal started up on a very big bark, it made him jump and whirl, tail blown huge in alarm.

STUPID DOG! Augh, so annoying... I should just eat you, solve two problems at once!

[loveyourenemy]

The unexpected noise and the flare of alarm combined were enough to send Matsuka jolting upright. Nerves jangling, he scrambled hastily off of his bed and practically dove across the room, his first instinct to snatch up his puppy before he got eaten. "Mouse!"

Which was how he ended up kneeling on the carpet, arms full of quivering dog, staring wide-eyed up at the intruder in blank incomprehension. "--you're...?"

[gardenerthief]

The Yoko looms in the hallway, tall and broad and still looking at the dog with distaste.

"Here to see that you're safe. ...I'd forgotten that you got a dog."

This face. This face so much.

[gardenerthief]

No monologing, just a brief, disdainful glance, and then a silvery flicker as Kurama took off into the city, moving faster than the human eye could follow.

Things that were not his problem right now: Keiko's kid sidekick.

Wayne Enterprises Thread!

[gardenerthief]

One thing that Kurama had learned during his time in the city was that elevator shafts were exceedingly useful points of entry, when infiltrating a building from the roof. Modern security being what it was, many of the better buildings had figured this out and rigged alarms and sensors to detect such breaches, which was why the Yoko was simply cutting his own entryway into the cover with his claws. It was going to take a little bit longer than simply ripping the cover off, but he wasn't in a particular rush.

I think the big business is under an alias (Laskin?)

[meowminx]

Selina didn't patrol every night, but she was on the rooftops more nights than she wasn't. Sometimes a planned route, sometimes random wandering. It wasn't a mission to her as it was to plenty of the others, so she mainly went wherever the mood struck.

Luckily, tonight it had taken her by a certain office building. Just in time to spot someone trying to break in. Elevator shaft, so they probably had some idea what they were doing. But were they really going for a B&E in such a bizarrely fluffy getup?

She landed lightly on the roof a few yards away, clearing her throat. "Hi."

So noted!

[gardenerthief]

"Hello."

Tall, white and fluffy didn't even bother to turn around. One more cut and he was able to pull a person-sized chunk of metal off of the cover.

"Do you have a vested interest in this building, or are you just curious?"

[meowminx]

Well. That was a bit of a strange reaction. "Maybe a bit of both." And certainly the latter now. She took a couple steps forward. "Nice ears."

Really, she was one to talk.

hours after her solo log, the park!

[unastregadoro]

Beatrice is drained. Emotionally, and physically, no thanks to the recent uprisings, strange returns, and most of all...

...Bakura's death.

But being locked up in her apartment would only make the feelings of exhaustion worse, and she has always found that she actually recharges quicker if she remains outdoors---even more so, now that the Well showed up. So she's standing by the lake, smoking her pipe while staring at her own reflection, which wavers with the water. She feels like a failure, a complete and utter facsimile of her usual self.

She wasn't there when Bakura died. She wasn't there because she was too busy trying to figure out Anyan's sudden change of heart and playing along with the Major's plans.

Because of her own selfish wants.

"...Why did it..." she mutters to herself, "...have to turn out this way...?"

Park times!

[gardenerthief]

For someone who understands magic, is sensitive to the flow of power and energy around her, Beatrice may eventually notice that there is something...off about the park tonight. Some dark, foreign energy is present, and moving toward her.

If she is still, and looks carefully, she might see a flash of something silvery through the trees.

AW YEAH

[unastregadoro]

Indeed. A chill suddenly runs up Beatrice's spine, and she sharply looks up and about, her eyes widening and focusing, snapping out of the depressed haze they were displaying only moments ago. She knows this type of aura anywhere. Not a fellow Witch, much less a Sorceror, but...

...This presence...this presence was similar to that of Gaap, Ronove.

A demon. A very powerful one. But what would one want with her, if they were not contracted to her or allied with her? Curious and a little jarred by the intensity of this presence, Beatrice whirls around, quickly snapping her fingers and summoning forth twelve small stakes of light to surround her in a defensive formation.

She forces her expression to harden, forcing her characteristic smirk in spite of her lingering depression and torment---her weariness, her actual unwillingness to fight. Appearances, appearances, after all.

And when she catches the presence coming from above, and sees that flash of silver---

"A proper lady relishes not the appearance of a Peeping Tom, my dear

[gardenerthief]

The Yoko had been aware of her presence in the Park - he could sense her power just as she could sense his - and had come over out of simple curiosity more than anything else.

If she was going to be rude, though.

And of course he doesn't just come out. What does she think he is, some lesser beast? Instead, he pauses in the bushes, dark energy surging into almost-visible crackles of energy, an unnatural rustling through the trees.

"Proper ladies don't go around picking fights. Are you sure you want to delay me on my business?"

[broroona]

[What's that? A shady person (who tends to be kind of pretty, Yusuke where the hell do you find these people) Baroona's never seen before lurking and/or traipsing around the house? Damn right his warning signals are going off. After catching sight of the figure the first night and being put on edge by this potential-threat-to-people-in-house, Baroona decides to investigate. In a totally not-sneaky manner.

'Sup Yoko Kanno Whatevah. Baroona is lying on the roof watching the stars waiting for you. And for his ass to get kicked apparently because we all know what's going to happen.]

[gardenerthief]

The person returns, clutching some large rolls of paper, a few tears in his clothing the only sign that someone might have had an adventurous night. The demon's energy is hard to miss, moving around the city, but he cloaks it, hiding himself as he returns to his own place, so his approach may be hard to track.

"You."

Really, Baroona. The Yoko is tall, muscly, flat-chested and has a deep voice. Do you really need to have this fight?

[broroona]

[He rolls his head back so that he's able to look at the figure without actually moving. Like always, there's a cigarette between his lips, though luckily he hasn't lit it yet.

He takes note of the deep voice and fortunately files this stranger as one of the male variety. Although there is the slight possibility he's wrong (the fuck is with that hair, man). What intrigues him more is the fact that this guy seems to know him. Which is weird seeing as how Baroona has purposefully kept a low profile here.

His neck cramps after a few more minutes and he rolls onto his side before getting up. His movements are slow and fluid, a kind of leisurely place, as if he doesn't recognize the potential danger or, more likely, doesn't care.

He lights his cigarette.]

You know me?

[gardenerthief]

[Wow. And here Kurama thought himself already well-acquainted with how mind-numbingly stupid Baroona is.]

No, nor do I wish to. Tell me, why are you living in this house, again? I'm sure someone told me once, but it's as if your idiocy is leeching the knowledge right out of my head.