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[halfcow]

Characters: Ryoki + everyone
Location: Around Death City
Rating: R
Time: 15th/16th night. It starts at 22pm, ends around 3am.
Description: Ryoki goes mad.

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[hatedriven]

The last few days had been something of an emotional roller coaster for Sasuke, but somehow, by the time he rose this morning, he'd felt more rejuvenated than he had since before Christmas. He still wasn't sure who had seen his little display at the training grounds yesterday morning, but Sasuke was attempting to put it out of his mind.

Who saw didn't matter, not since his point had been delivered to the one person it mattered.

But when the alarm went off, the spark Sasuke had thought he'd lost had been rekindled. The name was one he recognized, he was sure he'd had an altercation with this man once before, and he would have been more annoyed if he wasn't enticed by the prospect of the fight. He had energy, and now a place to expend it.

Plus, it was aggravating, having these idiots making a scene when they had bigger things to worry about. Like war.

But Sasuke was moving through the district, following the sounds of upheaval, and so when he leaps between the buildings to ground level, he only realizes once he's hit the pavement who he's come across. "Karkat," It's an acknowledgement, even though he doesn't stop moving.

[ramenandawesome]

He's been running for what feels like ages, and as his sandals clack over the roof tops, rattling shingles and scuffing pain, Naruto still has yet to catch sight of their target. His pace slows as he rounds a corner, just enough to pivot his weight onto another ledge, but the view remains equally chaotic. They're on the right track- but it's still nothing concrete.

One hand drops back and his fingers ghost over the place where his communicator rests- no doubt steadily filling with messages from the newly injured. From doctors hurrying to reach potential patients.

His jaw clenches.

No one has been killed yet- at least nothing he's heard- and though the frustration bubbles up easily, it never quite turns into open rage. The person doing all this, he was one of their own. While he didn't know the circumstances or the reasons for it, he sure as hell wasn't out for blood. Everyone here had something they were struggling with- but it didn't make the guests who cracked out to be bad guys either. He hops up onto another ledge, ready to make the leap to cafe roof on his right, when his attention finally sticks.

Situation aside, the familiarity is a relief- and Naruto angles a grin to the pair below, moving parallel. "Oi, you bastards coming or what."