Raiden ∆ 005

[subsisted]

Who: Raiden and whoever runs into him; Luke fon Fabre (when he stops into the Café)
Where: Various Locations... well, Everywhere.
Style: First
Status: OPEN!!! Make a new friend! The main post isn't gonna be much. All you guys gotta do is post a thread with your location (can be multiple characters in one thread, but keep each location in a separate

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[timetoduelbitch]

*Have a pharaoh that looks rather out of it, probably not realizing that he needs to sleep, coming out of the little cottage he's taken for himself in Espoir. Really, if you can't see him, just look for the hair, you can spot it from a mile away.*

[subsisted]

*If Raiden were one to get embarrassed these days, he might have been embarrassed about getting caught hanging upside-down from that particular cottage roof, peering straight into the window.

As it was, embarrassment didn't matter to Raiden today.*

Hm.

*Low, disappointed sigh. Flips off the roof and onto the ground, starts moving toward the next cottage*

[timetoduelbitch]

...

*rubs eyes*

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*rubs eyes again*

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O-oy! What the...

[subsisted]

*Already peering into the next cottage, his visor sliding on up. Yet another disappointment. He slows to a stop, sighs. He'll be damned if he ever sleeps on that couch in the Courthouse again. He doesn't even turn to acknowledge the other man nearby when he speaks in a melancholic tone.*

What do you want.

[stolen_gold]

*was actually standing up on the top of one of those tall buildings, looking out over the city*

Oh. Um, oh! Hey! It's you! I've seen you before! What was your name again?

[subsisted]

*Crouched at the edge of the building roof. Hms.*

Raiden.

I recognize your face... But I didn't get what you were called.

[stolen_gold]

I'm Kitchel. *have a little wave* What are you doing, anyway?

[subsisted]

*Much less enthused about the meeting, slowly admits,* Someone is missing. I need to find him.

[zettafuntimes]

*atop of one of his new masterpieces that you just oh so happen to be passing by*

Well if it isn't the walking scrap metal radian.

[subsisted]

*Hmph* You again. I thought you'd left.

*Emo cyborg is emo and weary* What do you want.

[zettafuntimes]

'Fraid you won't be rid of me that easily.

*tossing up a pipe in his hand idly* I should be askin' you that. Whatever you're trying to find, it won't be in this vector.

[subsisted]

Huh. You sure about that? Your piles of junk look promising.

[subsisted]

*There was a rustling rummaging in a nearby building, then a thump. Oh, no! Was that scary, Luke?*

[subsisted]

*Whoever's inside hears the whimpers, as the sounds of movement abruptly stop right afterwards. It's too still; whoever is there is lying in wait, judging whether or not to emerge.

Finally, he carefully steps toward the building exit. The first thing Luke should see in the dim light are the three pairs of red lights floating in the darkness.*

[stoicism]

*Heading towards the shopping district in Somni. Outside of an abandoned store a noise from above catches his attention and he looks up, reaching for his gun*

[subsisted]

*Calm down, Frank. It was just a familiar Cyborg face.

Raiden was perched at the edge of the store roof, scanning the horizon and the side streets for any signs of his missing friend. Though it's likely he's already spotted Gray, he didn't give him any acknowledgment; he was too preoccupied.*

[stoicism]

[CALL]

[subsisted]

*Waits until after he is finished scanning the area before picking up and breathing into the receiver.*

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