[warning: sensitive topics may be in this thread.]
The scene was one out of a horror movie, pitch black night; the moon abandoning Japans night sky, kid tied up in car and two men beside him as he fought. Anyone walking by might think it was a kidnapping- and in reality it was. Only difference was the person getting said child was a good man wanting to give said child a better life. Rokuro should have really gone through proper channels...given that his intentions were on the positive side.
Why the kid tied up, should it be positive? Well.... Markus, the other personality had bitten one of the men trying to help. Shinji really had been given no other options. He waited, watching with focused eyes as an old style Japanese ‘car’ pulled up.
‘You know, if you really wanted to not totally freak out the kid... you could have not showed your age...’ he mused in the back of his head, arms folded as it stopped.
Walking up to the buggy, he watched as the vampire got off the front seat; the horse tearing up as he stepped closer.
“I don’t even want to know how to managed the streets of Hokkaido in a buggy.” He nodded to the car.
“He’s a lot like your horses; spooked.” He said simply. “Takayama-San thanks you for your information.”
The scene was one out of a horror movie, pitch black night; the moon abandoning Japans night sky, kid tied up in car and two men beside him as he fought. Anyone walking by might think it was a kidnapping- and in reality it was. Only difference was the person getting said child was a good man wanting to give said child a better life. Rokuro should have really gone through proper channels...given that his intentions were on the positive side.
Why the kid tied up, should it be positive? Well.... Markus, the other personality had bitten one of the men trying to help. Shinji really had been given no other options. He waited, watching with focused eyes as an old style Japanese ‘car’ pulled up.
‘You know, if you really wanted to not totally freak out the kid... you could have not showed your age...’ he mused in the back of his head, arms folded as it stopped.
Walking up to the buggy, he watched as the vampire got off the front seat; the horse tearing up as he stepped closer.
“I don’t even want to know how to managed the streets of Hokkaido in a buggy.” He nodded to the car.
“He’s a lot like your horses; spooked.” He said simply. “Takayama-San thanks you for your information.”