Shady Hobbies -- uzaya-orihara
The raven plopped on one of the couches facing away from the street and started texting his boss. "Sorry. Got the USB. Also got mixed up in something else. Will send the files when I can. Message me safe point for extraction." And then hit send. Izaya bobbed his head to a non-existent rhythm as he waited for a reply, and for the situation outside to cool down a little.
He searched through the alleys and couldn't catch a scent. The sneaky bastard couldn't have gotten far. Nero eventually detriggered, stumbling a bit as his head spun. He could never get used to that. The young hunter sighed, running a hand through his hair as he entered the nearest building, unknowingly walking past the informant.










