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[sundigen]

[The feed comes on, fuzzy at first but then it starts to come into focus. Teutorix is standing in front of a bloody heap in all his half face'ed glory, very much a solid looking being opposed to his usual translucent state. He steps away from the body to look at Libby who was giving him a questioning look.]

Yes pet... You may eat.

[The man moved away

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[selfkimesis]

[He wants to shout and tries but no sound comes out. That's fine. He doesn't need to scream to rip into something. He failed his team. But here, oh god oh god oh god. That body. He'd talked to him when he got here. The Troll snatches up his sickles and kicks down his door, barreling through.

He has to move. He has to get there. It was a chance he couldn't ignore]

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[tothelastbreath]

[Allen comes flying out of his room almost simultaneously, face pale but determined. He's feeling many, many things right now, with a desperate sort of anger being the most obvious to anyone looking at him -- flashing in his eyes, coiling in his bone-white grip on his PDA. He catches Karkat's eye from across the hall and immediately tries to speak -- again -- then just points to his PDA and makes a sharp gesture at the stairs, indicating he's going to check Sasuke's room first. Is already heading for it at a dead run, in fact.]

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[selfkimesis]

[Karkat grits his teeth and takes off after Allen. For once, letting someone else lead as he bounds up the stairs, sickles at the ready. He pockets his pda opposite of the sylladex in his other pocket. This would be so much easier if they could talk.

However, some things just don't need words at all.]

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[tothelastbreath]

[Allen takes the stairs two, three steps at a go, while Tim, unhindered by pesky human things like gravity, simply shoots straight up. The golem's already hovering by Sasuke's door when Allen gets there, practically hurls himself at it to yank it open -- revealing an empty room.]

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[selfkimesis]

[Karkat manages to just barely slow himself down. If Allen's still standing in the doorway, well. This could get funny.]

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[tothelastbreath]

[...Unfortunately, he is. First out of surprise at finding an empty room, and then because he's frantically scanning the room for some clue, any clue.]

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[selfkimesis]

[The troll collides with Allen's back as he fails to stop himself in time and well, can't warn him. SEE YOU ON THE GROUND!]

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[tothelastbreath]

[Allen has exactly half a second to remember that phrase about whirling devices―]

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[tothelastbreath]

[―aaaaand down they go. Quietest collision ever, thanks to The Hush. He starts scrabbling to untangle them.]

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[selfkimesis]

[There's a clanking noise as the sickles hit the ground with them and Karkat opens his mouth to berate his impeccable of a friend...

....

and shuts it because he can't use his voice. So as he struggles to get up, he swats lightly at the back of the human's head. Idiot. You stood there too long.]

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[tothelastbreath]

[Swats back at his hand, but it's a half-hearted attempt. His mind's still on the broadcast. He manages to push himself up on a knee, then tries to help Karkat up.]

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[selfkimesis]

[He swats back at the swat and is already back on his feet by the time Allen's on his. Karkat makes a sweep of the room with a heavy frown on his face. Then picks up a sickle and reaches up to scratch words onto the wall.

Only he can't even move to do that. So he just flips off the image in his device and Captchalogue's it. He looks back at Allen in a very what now expression.]

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[tothelastbreath]

[An expression that Allen, also busy scouring the room for a clue, completely misses; but it doesn't take him long to decide this isn't doing any good. There aren't even any signs of a struggle. Turning back to Karkat, he gestures out the door to indicate they should check the rest of the apartments. Granted, that room they saw in the broadcast could be anywhere in the whole bloody city, but it's a start.]

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[suchatroll]

[Karkat nods and heads for the door, sickles in hand as he tenses for a possible attack. He's perfectly fine with tearing up the city to find answers.]

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[tothelastbreath]

[So is Allen, this time. Sasuke was never the friendliest individual around, but he had never failed to look out for the other residents in his own way. He had been consistent, helpful, reliable, and now Allen's thinking of him in past tense because some undead bastard had decided to make an example of him for these very qualities. He may be too late to save Sasuke, but he would be damned if he let Libitina desecrate his body.

Even so, he doesn't stray from Karkat during their search, is never more than a stone's throw away even though it would be more efficient for them to split up. Sasuke is (oh god) dead. Karkat isn't. If Teutorix decides to try something else tonight, well, he's going to have to face both of them. Allen will stick with Karkat throughout their fruitless search of the building.]

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[suchatroll]

[They've found nothing and they've turned the place upside down. Karkat has played games, nay lead long enough to know what that means. He can see Allen's desperation to find Sasuke. He'd seen it enough in the wake of his own rage, peering into the past to see how much time he wasted when deep down he'd known