hang your head in shame;

[aurathread]

Characters: aurathread and thetrollprince
Location: Where the church used to be
Time: After Tsukasa receives this letter
Style: [Action]
Status: Closed[He hasn't even thought of whether this is a good idea or not. Nakura is a friend, and she's hurting, and she's in pain and danger and he just can't sit by and let that happen to someone he cares about anymore. It doesn't

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[thetrollprince]

[So he came. A smirk in the dark and 'Nakura' shifted through the decay of the building silently. He peered out at Tsukasa from where he hid. It wasn't hard. He kicked a rock across the ground so that it skittered and clattered down into one of the holes of the church's ruined floor. When Izaya had originally walked across the floor, it moaned and splintered. It was ready to go at any second.

That's when he had gotten his idea.]

Ah--

[His voice was indistinguishable as he called out subtly. It was to be just enough to lure Tsukasa in. Just enough.]

[aurathread]

[Tsukasa headed over towards where he could hear the sound coming from, staff poking the ground ahead of him to make sure he didn't trip over a rock or something.]

Nakura... where are you? You shouldn't be here... it's dangerous...

[thetrollprince]

[He almost felt bad. Wait.

No he didn't. He smirked and slid through the dark- moving across the ground light and easy. His jacket rustled behind him, making evident moving sounds. Which was the point.

He made sure to run across the area to be directly in front of Tsukasa by a few yards. He drove his foot into the ground and it cracked the wood, splintering it up. A crack broke through the rest of the flooring, heading straight for Tsukasa until it eventually stopped short just a few feet in front of him. Izaya smirked and jumped backwards onto a fallen stone pillar off of the ground.]

[aurathread]

[Tsukasa followed the sound of the jacket, but froze when he heard the cracking noise. The floor... he used his staff to poke ahead of him.]

Nakura? Please, answer me...

[He took a step forward, and then yelped as his foot drove through the already-weakened floor.]

Dammit...

[He pulled, trying to free his foot from the wood around it.] Come on...