The Factory had Hunted; Sakaki and Karasuma, to be precise, and while they had prevented the younger Hunter from being taken, Miho was nowhere to be found. The one bright side was that Robin was home, with them, where she belonged. At Harry's, served her proper Italian espresso, and Master fussing over their lost little bird ( Read more... )

Dōjima hated everything.

This was a trap; she knew it was a trap. She was following a male Witch down a dark - dirty, ew - alley into a damn trap. Her trap.

Blessed kami, some days she loved her day-job.

( Give me bullet power. Give me power over angels. --Wishbone, Richard Siken )

It had started with the teleporter, but now half of the Walled City population was missing. The Chief was gone, so was Hattori, and SOLOMON didn't seem to know what Yurika was talking about when she called in, claiming that the STN-J had always been a branch without a civilian police liaison ( Read more... )

"Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiichael~kun!" Dōjima was possibly throwing a tantrum that would make the most spoiled Kardashian proud. "Why haven't you gotten me the files on the teleporter yet? I asked for them yesterday, and I can't move forward with the case unless you upload them to my phone! I'm not some genius who can guess your ( Read more... )

To say that Dōjima was less than thrilled with the outcome of last week was an understatement.

"Do you even understand what the term 'non-lethal' means?" she hissed angrily into her phone. "You were ordered send in two teams - two, not three - one to lead the Hunters on a chase, because they would chase intruders, and one to secure the files ( Read more... )

It was a few hours later that Yurika walked out of the Tokyo police station that dealt with immigration cases, getting into her car and pulling out her earpiece.

( Oh, Michael? It's me. )

Yurika had gotten a call in the dead of night from a frantic Miho, summoning her back to the STN-J office immediately ( Read more... )

There had been an Inquisitor, sent from Rome, in Tokyo. Zaizen had, of course, ordered the Chief to keep all Hunters and support staff away from the man, except for Robin and Amon, who were to be his escort. Karasuma and Sakaki were sent out to bring in the subject. Ditzy Dōjima, of course, was sent to investigate other Witch sightings and scope ( Read more... )

It had been a frustrating forty-eight hours inside the Walled City, trying to find-and-catch the 'electric eel' Witch. Robin had stolen evidence, the Factory had been less-than forthcoming, and the residents hadn't exactly been welcoming of the Hunters' presence in their enclave.

It had ended with a bunch of dead yakuza thugs, Sakaki nearly ( Read more... )

In retrospect, the whole thing had started off absolutely fascinating. And it still was, in a morbid sort of way, but after two days of no sleep and less food, it had crossed the line from weird-but-cool to weird-and-creepy ( Read more... )