#emil 02

[firstclassrookie]

@divineshadows​

“Hey, Emil! Wait up.” Leon waves, then puts his hands in his pockets as he catches up with him. They haven’t seen each other since the winter festival, and he’d been meaning to talk to him again. Especially since...

“Met your uh... clone? Earlier this month at a Valentine’s Day party.” He raises an eyebrow. “He had quite a story about a cloning experiment gone awry, that true?” While he wouldn’t rule anything out at this point, the kid did seem a little out there.

“Thought he was you 'til he started talking. Really went for it, I don’t think I got a word in edgewise.”

[fallenconstellation]

@divineshadows​

“Hey, Ratatosk...? Just hear me out for a second, OK? I know you don’t want to see me, but please don’t leave. I... this is important to me.” It’s been a little while since his reunion with Richter, and he’s stuck pretty close to his friend’s side since then. He has no idea if Richter had any idea where he was going today, but even though he begged him not to seek Ratatosk out...

“Richter told me what happened.” He sits down next to the other identical boy, looking over at him. He knows Richter asked him to stay away, too, and they’re both in hot water if he finds out, but this is something he can’t ignore any longer. More than anything he wants to smile at him, and tell him everything’s going to be all right, but there’s still so much he doesn’t know. Still, he isn’t afraid-- he doesn’t think Ratatosk means him any harm. At least not now. It’s hard to think that this quiet person had... well.

“I’m not here for a fight or anything, if that’s what you’re thinking,” he says softly, folding his hands in front of him. “I'd just like to hear about what happened from you, if you don’t mind. I really don’t remember.”

[milo-pierce]

set: june 25th, evening location: york road station availability: closed | @emilbecker​

Ever since the attack on Death’s boat, he’d held onto valuable information regarding the identity of one of their members. Mostly, he wanted to see if it could benefit him in some way. After his last interaction with Emil back in April, he was eager to mess with them. Just like Death had been doing to everyone else for months. It was only fair, not that it would have stopped him either way. He started subtle by sending an anonymous note to Emil’s studio letting them know someone is aware of their affiliation. Then to their home, posted on the door by someone unknown and masked to avoid camera recognition. When sending messages became boring he stepped it up a notch. Had tea with one of their mothers. Milo planned it strategically, for a time when Emil was likely to see him. Of course it wasn’t obvious he was the one who knew their identity. He was just saying hello to a familiar woman in the tea room. Struck up a conversation when it was found that he was mistaken and acted surprised when he found out she was the mother of a local celebrity. It was purely to see if the encounter put them on edge, he had no intention of hurting their family. Milo just wanted to see them squirm.

Once the truce was in place and the masquerade announced in commemoration, he figured it would be a good time to let Emil know finally. There was little need to waste anymore time leading them on if he wasn’t getting something out of it. The entertainment value was gone and he was bored. If he was going to reap anything else it would rely on Emil’s need to keep the information hidden. Once a free moment presented itself that night, the blonde scanned the room for the talk show host. Milo stalked his way through the room until he was positioned behind them. “Good evening, Emil.” The greeting was ominous and just slightly sinister. A tight lipped serpent smile spread across his lips while he anticipated their response.

[boundlesshsentity]

@kharlaniheim

“This is a bad place to be right now!” Ducking and zipping side to side, Mumei dodged the bullets that were being shot at him by the Roppongi security guards. He didn’t know why this of all memories was the one being translated into a dream because it was anything BUT pleasant! It was all for their Guild though and how they have a place to themselves, but isn’t this too much? Why exactly did he let Andarvi and Claude trick him into this?

And when he saw a blond haired boy who very much looked like they were in the wrong place at the wrong time, all his protective instincts made him rush forward and drag him out of the line of fire. 

"Are you alright? This really isn’t the best place to be wandering around in.” They were in temporary cover, but they would be found soon- hopefully the way he remembered it.