Characters: OPEN to all agents taking their missions in America
Location: All over the United States of America
Rating: PG
Time: December 20
Description: America is in the grips of a special sort of Madness.
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And things need to get worse before it gets better. )
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His lips curled in a predatory smile as he surveyed the chaos at the mall. Blood, violence, havoc. He was in his element. To his left, he saw a balding middle aged man, covered in blood, eating what probably used to be a sales clerk. Hisoka walked calmly over to the man, and stretching out an arm, grabbed the man by the throat, lifting the clawing figure off the ground. The creature struggled wildly, scratching desperately at Hisoka's arm as its eyes burned with hatred. Hisoka, ignoring the scratches, smirked and slowly crushed its windpipe.
After a few minutes, he tossed the dead, limp body aside, licking his lips. "One down...many to go," he said playfully to himself, and looked for his ( ... )
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Shibusen was shorthanded enough that they'd sent him to handle what should be something for the students, though Mifune didn't mind half as much as being made to leave Angela under a stranger's guardianship.
Up in front, Mifune spotted Hisoka and stopped to assess the situation. He was familiar -- Mifune had seen him around, sometimes with Yuuri, which was the only reason why Mifune remembered -- but the question was if the man had turned into a kishin egg or not. His bearing certainly seemed like one.
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She screamed and writhed, trying desperately to break free of his bruising grip. Using his other hand, he gripped her chin, forcing her to face him as he examined her. "Hnn. Normal. A pity." He dropped her to land ungracefully on the plaza floor, watching in amusement as she scrambled to get away.
He felt a raking pain across his shoulder as he was attacked by another crazed person.
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Swiftly, he moved forward to deal with the assailant, hitting the person with the reserve side of his blade at the back of his head. The man crumpled down in a heap, and Mifune regarded Hisoka with a level gaze.
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As he turned, he saw that his attacker was being dealt with by a tall, silvery-haired man with a blade. Hisoka raised an eyebrow, unimpressed that someone had felt the need to assist him.
He returned the level gaze. "Annoying, aren't they," he said to the stranger in a smooth voice.
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"Yuuri?" he asked instead, his short word meant to ask where the boy was. Mifune hadn't really been able to keep track of where his students had gone, being busy this time of the year (or so Shibusen said; Mifune hadn't been in Shibusen that long).
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He shrugged in indifference at Mifune's question. "Another part of the mall taking on kishin eggs," he replied in a bored voice. Inwardly, he wasn't happy Yuuri was pairing with other people. Weaker people. That wouldn't help him ripen. But Hisoka wasn't someone who gave up. He'd get Yuuri, eventually.
He cast his eyes over the chaos in the mall, crossing his arms loosely. It was emptying fast as people streamed out of the exits, trying to get away. "Going for the pre-kishin eggs?" he asked.
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"No," he shrugged. "Mission's to dispose of kishin eggs. Pre doesn't cut it." There was a chance that they might recover, even if Shibusen didn't believe in that. Mifune didn't believe, either, but he didn't like to take chances on human lives if he could help it. A hundred percent certainty that what he was cutting down was a monster and not an innocent human soul was his only option.
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