05-12-2014, 11:43 PM
Junnichi sent a text to Kasumi and Sergei - T @ CBB - then started quietly down the fire escape Takeo had just climbed up. He couldn't take his false blue eyes off the allegedly dead dranaika as he descended. He felt certain that the moment he did would be the moment it decided to reanimate itself and swoop up upon him, and he'd be damned if his alley would be his final resting ground.
He made it to the bottom about the time he heard others approaching. They were quiet, so they must have been that Aria woman's cohorts. Jun ducked behind the dumpster Takeo had launched himself from, and watched as the team unceremoniously cleaned the alley free of any signs of struggle whatsoever. Whatever one of them was spraying smelled of ammonia, so he could only imagine they were getting rid of any traceable blood residue, human or not. They left no stone unturned, and the last of them seemed to have the best job, drinking every other bottle he tossed into the alley - covering the pavement in broken glass and alcohol, and Coke? An odd choice, or not so odd, given its corrosive properties.
Jun was splashed a few times, even in his out-of-the-way corner, and it was some time before he could leave the area to follow Takeo. While he had no personal disputes with the Hunters, he would recount the faces and words he collected in the alley for his boss, few and far between though they were.
He made it to the bottom about the time he heard others approaching. They were quiet, so they must have been that Aria woman's cohorts. Jun ducked behind the dumpster Takeo had launched himself from, and watched as the team unceremoniously cleaned the alley free of any signs of struggle whatsoever. Whatever one of them was spraying smelled of ammonia, so he could only imagine they were getting rid of any traceable blood residue, human or not. They left no stone unturned, and the last of them seemed to have the best job, drinking every other bottle he tossed into the alley - covering the pavement in broken glass and alcohol, and Coke? An odd choice, or not so odd, given its corrosive properties.
Jun was splashed a few times, even in his out-of-the-way corner, and it was some time before he could leave the area to follow Takeo. While he had no personal disputes with the Hunters, he would recount the faces and words he collected in the alley for his boss, few and far between though they were.