Phonecall to Everyone - October 10, Evening

[kandescence]

[He doesn't sound concerned, certainly, but he's had a good careful look around and he knows he's not asking this for no reason.]

Where's Lenalee?

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[bulletcarnage]

... Who?

[kandescence]

[Flatly.]

The girl from my world. She's... [A pause. How to describe Lenalee?] She was here from the beginning, when we got here.

[bulletcarnage]

Couple of them, weren't there?

[kandescence]

[His patience is shorter than usual at the moment, but yes, fine there were two.]

The Chinese, with shorter hair.

[prefertragedies]

[People already going missing, huh? Not that he was surprised, but there were things Nezumi could do - if only to try to determine if there was something going on here or if it had been her own actions that had lead the woman away.

Which is why his tone is flat rather than mocking or taunting in any way.]

What's she look like?

[kandescence]

[A pause. Is this who he thinks it is?]

She's sixteen. Chinese. Hair to her shoulders. [Beat.] Strong.

[prefertragedies]

..Checked her room? Any signs of a struggle? Broken locks or misplaced furniture?

[All business, for once. Maybe he just doesn't recognize that~]

[kandescence]

[Tersely.]

If there was, I wouldn't be sitting here talking on the damn telephone.

[excommunicated]

What? She's--Is she not in her room?

[kandescence]

No.

[Not really wanting to talk to you more than necessary. But this seems necessary.]

When did you last see her?

[excommunicated]

[There's silence on the line as Allen thinks about that question.]

...A couple of days ago maybe? In passing. We hadn't really spoken or seen each other properly since Saturday.

How about you?

[kandescence]

[He hates admitting this for anything when it comes to Allen but...]

Hn. The same.

And she said nothing? Nothing to indicate-- [That something was wrong, that there was somewhere she'd need to go? He leaves the thought unfinished for Allen to complete as he will.]

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[prefertragedies]

[As soon as Nezumi hung up the phone, he finished pulling his boots on, then twisted his hair up into a quick knot before he shrugged into his jacket. Last thing he did was snatch up his cloak and wrap it around his neck before he slipped out of his door and headed down to Lenalee's room.

Because while he didn't really care what happened to some passing face of a girl, he did care on the manner of her disappearance. Especially if it was not of her own choice

orz apologies for the slow in getting here!

[kandescence]

[Every conversation he'd had about Lenalee's absence made Kanda only more impatient about the whole thing, and the sense that he must have missed something glaringly obvious in her room when he stopped by there earlier was continuing to nag at him

/has even bigger slow :'D;;;;;

[bulletcarnage]

[It was quite true that Heine didn't much like unfinished areas of concern... When it was to do with him. In approaching Kanda he had, in his way, been awkwardly reaching out, even if just to spin in circles about a problem that had no simple solution. The self-centred attitude was nothing new for him

<333

[prefertragedies]

[Nezumi, however, didn't hear the voice call out or the door actually open. He was already making a quick bee-line right for the edge of the woods with all due haste. Now that he was outside, however, he did slow down long enough to unwind his cloak from around his neck and flick it out properly, settle it around his neck.

He pulled the hood up as he started back into a jog, all the while telling himself that whatever happened to the girl wasn't his issue. He just needed to know where she'd gone to - or more importantly, how she'd gone.]