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Who: bakaitoukid and veritadorata [closed]
Where: Violet City
When: The afternoon of April 3rd
Summary: Two magicians meet to talk about MYSTERIES.
Rating: G, PG at the highest
Log:
[Needless to say... in this storm, with those things wandering about, being outside wasn't exactly at the top of Kaito's list of things to do. But his last conversation with his fellow magician friend had left him curious and uneasy, and now that he was in Violet (the same city Battler claimed to be in) he was going to seek the redhead out for some answers.
He normally didn't pry any further into mysteries than what was necessary. Some things weren't meant to be known, and Kaito had long since earned a deep appreciation for the unknown. When someone brought up 'murder,' however... things were far, far different.
Right now, Kaito was darting through the streets of Violet City toward the inn, flinching as he brushed past a few flopping Magikarp and hopping Chinchou. If he didn't look at them, then he'd be okay... right? Right?
There had been no sign of Battler so far, but even if the spiky-headed magician was in a rush... he was keeping an eye out for a splash of red amongst the gloomy, rainy backdrop of the afternoon]
Where: Violet City
When: The afternoon of April 3rd
Summary: Two magicians meet to talk about MYSTERIES.
Rating: G, PG at the highest
Log:
[Needless to say... in this storm, with those things wandering about, being outside wasn't exactly at the top of Kaito's list of things to do. But his last conversation with his fellow magician friend had left him curious and uneasy, and now that he was in Violet (the same city Battler claimed to be in) he was going to seek the redhead out for some answers.
He normally didn't pry any further into mysteries than what was necessary. Some things weren't meant to be known, and Kaito had long since earned a deep appreciation for the unknown. When someone brought up 'murder,' however... things were far, far different.
Right now, Kaito was darting through the streets of Violet City toward the inn, flinching as he brushed past a few flopping Magikarp and hopping Chinchou. If he didn't look at them, then he'd be okay... right? Right?
There had been no sign of Battler so far, but even if the spiky-headed magician was in a rush... he was keeping an eye out for a splash of red amongst the gloomy, rainy backdrop of the afternoon]