ore ga dare daka shitteruka?

[boy_named_crow]

It was depressing, walking next to the police officer. The man was unhappy. Now that he'd finished fooling around and venting his frustration (bottled up from the ship's captain, probably), the boy named Crow could feel it radiating off 'Rupert' in waves. Not quite sadness, maybe, but certainly an underlying unhappiness, the sensation of being a

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[corvenus]

*shaking his arm again to get crow to let go, but following along. He sort of recognized the building they were headed towards and groaned inwardly.*

[first_captain]

He felt wretched. It wasn't the disease however, but the previous night of drinking that he really shouldn't have indulged in. Really, what had Susumu been thinking? Letting them drink that much?
The fresh air hadn't helped, and the sun was too bright, and the people in this town were too noisy. And it was far too early to be at work, Souji thought.
He glanced up when he saw two figures approaching the embassy and squinted slightly from the sunlight. Was one of them Japanese? Was the other police? Souji frowned, and the illness he felt vanished.

"Can I help you, gentlemen?" he asked, stepping down the front stairs and putting himself between them and the door.

[boy_named_crow]

Someone with the right accent and the right face and the right translation skills. The grin was hard to repress. The boy called Crow didn't notice that he'd been shaken off of the bulky European's arm, happy to simply stumble forward into an awkward bobbing bow at the bottom of the stairs. Tilting his head sideways, he grinned up from his confused genuflected state.

"What a relief," he chirruped brightly in Japanese. "I was starting to think civilization had vanished off the face of the Earth..."

[corvenus]

*Putting on his glasses so that the ambassador wouldn't notice his eyes Riddick just stands off a little way not really wanting to get to into what would happen next.*