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Who: Urameshi Yuusuke(maneurism) and Karasu (vanitynightmare)
Where: Karasu's current residence near the graveyard.
When: March 20 @ 23:35 HOURS.
Summary: Yuusuke goes to see Karasu to confirm something he already knows is true. Seems the Crimson King can inspire panic in the bravest of us. ...and the thickest.
Rating: PG-13 for language, blowing up shit, and generally violent concepts.
Unlike most detectives, Urameshi Yuusuke's intellectual ability was not particularly renowned. In short, he was a blockhead. At length-- Well, Genkai had gone on at length and still wasn't done. It was one of the reasons she wasn't dead yet. There was still too much to be said on the subject of Yuusuke's lack of mental prowess.
At any rate, since asking for help was completely out of the question, thanks mostly to his inflated ego, stubborn masculinity, and desire to keep the fact that he was going where he was going from Kurama, especially - for reasons that shouldn't have eluded anyone that had attended the final round of matches at the Ankoku Bujutsukai - Yuusuke was pretty well lost. And when I say, "pretty well lost", I mean wandering around in a deep and brooding panic. It wasn't the kind that frothed at the lips, either. It was that steady, stomach-twisting kind.
The type of panic that made you want to vomit.
Luckily, Yuusuke's street smarts - which were one of his only redeeming qualities - told him that if he followed the trail of crows and burning air, he'd probably run into Karasu sooner than later. There was a murder of them (crows, that is) in a building with two stories near the cemetery, the doors of which were torn away by some unknown force.
All the same, Yuusuke knocked.
And by knocked, I mean he picked up a beam of some sort of material - it must have been metal - and hit it rather hard against the wall, and then looked up into the rafters.
"Oi," he called, not yelling but not speaking normally, either. He didn't specify anything but that he was present.
Where: Karasu's current residence near the graveyard.
When: March 20 @ 23:35 HOURS.
Summary: Yuusuke goes to see Karasu to confirm something he already knows is true. Seems the Crimson King can inspire panic in the bravest of us. ...and the thickest.
Rating: PG-13 for language, blowing up shit, and generally violent concepts.
Unlike most detectives, Urameshi Yuusuke's intellectual ability was not particularly renowned. In short, he was a blockhead. At length-- Well, Genkai had gone on at length and still wasn't done. It was one of the reasons she wasn't dead yet. There was still too much to be said on the subject of Yuusuke's lack of mental prowess.
At any rate, since asking for help was completely out of the question, thanks mostly to his inflated ego, stubborn masculinity, and desire to keep the fact that he was going where he was going from Kurama, especially - for reasons that shouldn't have eluded anyone that had attended the final round of matches at the Ankoku Bujutsukai - Yuusuke was pretty well lost. And when I say, "pretty well lost", I mean wandering around in a deep and brooding panic. It wasn't the kind that frothed at the lips, either. It was that steady, stomach-twisting kind.
The type of panic that made you want to vomit.
Luckily, Yuusuke's street smarts - which were one of his only redeeming qualities - told him that if he followed the trail of crows and burning air, he'd probably run into Karasu sooner than later. There was a murder of them (crows, that is) in a building with two stories near the cemetery, the doors of which were torn away by some unknown force.
All the same, Yuusuke knocked.
And by knocked, I mean he picked up a beam of some sort of material - it must have been metal - and hit it rather hard against the wall, and then looked up into the rafters.
"Oi," he called, not yelling but not speaking normally, either. He didn't specify anything but that he was present.