Mr. Grady, sir.

I need to talk with you in person as soon as possible.

[[ooc: Someone just found out about his father being permadroned. And he is not happy. And yes, that was a totally unfiltered phone call.]]

[Filtered from Aoko and Kaito]

Does anyone have a handgun I could borrow?
[annoyed amusement] I'd like to keep up my marksmanship skills, but, the town stole my gun...

[[ooc: takes place three or four days after this actionspam/fight/murderthing]]

Waking up in a car where you hadn't been the night before was never good. For Kaito, waking up wasn't usually good, especially when he couldn't remember falling asleep.

But apparently, the town was annoyed with him, because there, curled up in the passenger's seat, was Aoko. Aoko. How was he--- and he checked the handle with a quick tug--- locked ( Read more... )

[A bedroom, sun streaming through the windows onto the form of a teenage boy, just stirring from his sleep. He looks around in some confusion]

---reboot---scanning---scanning---scanning---

[He picks up a phone laying beside the bed]

Hello~~ Anyody know what just happened? Maybe where this place is?

---visual scan---access memory banks---Looks ( Read more... )