text, un: daylight.

[sunborne]

[ in the mid-afternoon, after trying and failing to get in contact with the others and with suspicions growing by the hour, daylight finally sends out a message to the network at large: ]

It looks like people are going missing.

Two of my friends, Okuyasu and Kiara, haven't been responding to any of my messages or calls since yesterday.

I've gone around th town to see if I can get a glimpse of them and nothing. Nada. Zip. Jackshit.

Coupled with other faces not being seen around town anymore - Have you guys noticed anyone else not popping up? Or noticed your friends not responding to messages?

Let me know so we can keep a track of everyone's status.

Comments

[blackscales]

[ A knife?

Actually he's not bad with them.

In fact, he does have a knife on him -- in his coat pockets. You think after everything this town has thrown at him he isn't ready for a knife fight?

However he does have zero medical supplies and, admittedly, this coat will not stop bullets. ]

In case you had failed to notice, Mr Lornlit, this place prevents me enchanting. How am I supposed to protect myself from blows?

[ You cannot just buy enchanted gear here! Who would want regular gear?

Also, still demoted to Mr Lornlit because Wrathion is still upset he's being stopped with common sense. ]

[sunborne]

[ the way he’s being address isn’t lost on him and fine. if wrathion wants to do that, daylight can play it too.

he stands up straight to his full height, arms crossing and putting as much stubborn conviction that he can to his voice. ]

We will try to get armour from somewhere. We make armour by putting padding beneath your clothes. Something. [ fuck- they’ll put fucking duct tape all over wrathion if it gives him a bit of cover from attacks. regular gear is better than no gear at this point, daylight thinks. ]

We can do this. We need to think this through first, though. [ they’re going to be useless if they end up down the second they get a critical hit. neither of them can take a stab or blow like they could in the past. ]

[blackscales]

[ Wrathion being coated in duct tape is something the author desperately wants to see.

He may not consent, however, but the assurance that they can do this cracks his façade at least a little. His fingers flex, the uncertainty flitting over his features as he tries to process all this information. ]

We cannot wait too long.

[ Who knows what state they're in? What is being done to them? ]

Who knows what grim fate our captors have in store for them? I have seen enough horrors in this place already, and so have you. We must find them.

[sunborne]

I know. [ he knows the statistics when it comes to the likelihood of a kidnapped person’s survival. daylight knows the wisdom of not repeating it since that is going to open a can of worms. for everyone here.

he looks around him and sees they’re getting a bit of attention. polite smiles for now and daylight isn’t interested to see what happens if they got those smiles turned upside down. ]

Listen— We can talk more about the logistics but maybe we shouldn’t be doing it near a place full of cops?

[blackscales]

[ A long pause, Wrathion folding his arms and tapping his fingers in agitation as he watches the police intently.

Finally, he relents and nods. ]

Your way first.

[ With the unspoken implication: if this takes too long, if it doesn't work, Wrathion's shelving the careful approach. ]

[sunborne]

[ he quickly picks up the implication and knows it'll be an uphill battle. everything about this situation is an uphill battle for everyone involved and he tries to keep that in mind.

daylight quickly shuffles wrathion away from the police station. ]

We'll make this work. I promise.

[ they need to make it work. ]