#wildcrowyata

[wildcrow-yata-deactivated201506]

Yata had been coming back from a late night at HOMRA. It’s true that he didn’t need to stay out this late just to hang out with everyone at the bar, but it wasn’t as if he could make it home easily, even if it was dark out. But when he had seen Fushimi, he felt this unsettling feeling. It was almost as if the other was acting completely normal, not the usual frustration and tension that could be felt between him and the raven male usually. So this was definitely confusing. "Hah? When the fuck did you tell me that?" This made Yata even more confused. It was a peculiar situation. Not that he wasn’t thankful for no argument or even a fight to be starting, he’d rather not get into anything with anyone. He was rather tired, maybe his eyes and ears were playing tricks on him right now. Yeah, that had to be it.

[underoneking]

Wait. Hold on....

Now Fushimi understood the uneasiness inside: Misaki spoke.

Although it's been a few years since the redhead last spoke and Fushimi should know that, his brain didn't register right away. He was probably too tired to notice small things, but to him, Misaki speaking wasn't a 'small thing'. Not at all. If this was some kind of trick a Strain was playing, it wasn't funny at all. He wasn't sure how the Strain was doing it, but it must have the ability to read into a target's memory. Or at least related to the memory.

"Oi. If this is a trick you're trying to lay, it's not funny," he spoke, tone sharp. He scanned the area to see if he could pick up anything, but seeing that there were none, his eyes returned back to the red-headed male. 

[crowlovingmonkey-blog]

Dangerous Territory {Closed}

wildcrow-yata

"Tch...why is it always so damn loud." Fushimi scoffed making his way through the garbage ridden alley way that lead to his next mission. His ears were still ringing from the blast of the alert going off in the office.

Everything was quiet, everyone working on what they were supposed to be doing. Fushimi relaxing in his chair avoiding a report he had to file by the end of the day. That's when it went off. ALERT WILD STRAIN SIGHTING was the message that popped up on every monitor in the office. The sound of the bell raging through making most of the officers jump out of their seats. Fushimi flinched for there was a speaker right next to his desk. "Shit..." He scoffed then stater looking through the small report that came with the message.  It was a small non-threatening strain that was on the loose. Only a few officers would be sent out at most, but the Captain and Lieutenant weren't there to give the orders. So everyone looked to Fushimi. Staring at the faces that were shouting out information as it came in he clicked his tongue in annoyance and pushed away from his desk. Standing up he shoved his hands in his pockets and headed toward the door. "I got this one." Akiyama told Fushimi he should take someone with him but he didn't listen. He just left the office to do this annoying mission on his own. 

Now he was in some abandoned run down place where even the lowest of humans wouldn't reside. Taking out his PDA he traced the last know location to where he currently was. He was getting close.staring at the map he finally noticed something. He was close to their territory. HOMRA's. A dark smile hid its self in Fushimi's features. "Figures they would let something run loose.." Tossing his PDA back in his pocket he kept walking, idly wondering if he kept going would he see one of them? Would he see him?

[betrayedhomra]

"So Misaki is my property for two whole days, interesting"