China's return the day before had brought something like new life into Kuroro, but even his favorite (maybe even father) figure in Death City couldn't entirely knock him out of his lethargy. China's disappearance had only been the last step to a process that had been building up for a few months, Kuroro the sort of person to get bored easily despite efforts to counter it and then be crippled by it to the extreme. The worst would pass in another few days (it always did, no matter how life-threatening being bored became), and then Kuroro would get bored of being bored, and would find a way to get something done (even if it wasn't a raid, or meeting the Ryodan, or some other adequately large operation
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She could probably have paused to ask if he wanted her to be right over. But he sounded tired, maybe a little unwell, and she wasn't hesitating for silly unnecessary things like clarifying the situation when she had a friend in need. Of course a knight trained her body for every possible situation, especially running to the aid of anyone in want, so it was only a matter of minutes before she was thundering up to his doorstep and pounding on the door, a little out of breath.
He thought she was going to come over -- people who hung up on him so suddenly upon finding a location usually did that, yes -- but he managed to sink into a stupor between now and then. Long habit and instincts brought him back to some sort of alertness when he heard the thundering outside his door, though. Had she actually climbed all eleven floors...? Kuroro hoped not. That would be kind of silly.
But now Sora was asking him to get up and walk to the door. He considered it, and then poked at his communicator instead. "Just come in," he said, sending Sora the post.
Sora was waiting with growing mild concern (was he too sick to get up? shouldn't there be someone else watching him?) before the message hit her communicator. Well, at least it wasn't getting in the way of her coming in, even if it was even more worrying in some ways. She let herself inside and politely shed her shoes by the door, glancing around a little curiously. It seemed a little rude to just start poking around, but he had told her to come in, so she headed tentatively towards the main area, looking around for him.
He wasn't hard to spot on the couch, though that assuaged exactly none of her worries.
"I thought maybe you were feeling kind of sick... Are you okay?"
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She could probably have paused to ask if he wanted her to be right over. But he sounded tired, maybe a little unwell, and she wasn't hesitating for silly unnecessary things like clarifying the situation when she had a friend in need. Of course a knight trained her body for every possible situation, especially running to the aid of anyone in want, so it was only a matter of minutes before she was thundering up to his doorstep and pounding on the door, a little out of breath.
"It's me!"
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But now Sora was asking him to get up and walk to the door. He considered it, and then poked at his communicator instead. "Just come in," he said, sending Sora the post.
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He wasn't hard to spot on the couch, though that assuaged exactly none of her worries.
"I thought maybe you were feeling kind of sick... Are you okay?"
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