Wreck it Down

Yurika had gotten a call in the dead of night from a frantic Miho, summoning her back to the STN-J office immediately.

Robin had been attacked at her apartment, and Tōko was in the hospital. Karasuma and Sakaki had arrived just in time to help Robin fend off the shooters, and now the little nun was being taken back to the office to sleep, since her home was no longer safe. Yurika had tried to persuade Miho that Robin could come and stay with her and Romeo, but Karasuma was unwilling to risk a civilian in the line of fire now that they knew someone was targeting Robin, especially someone who didn't mind resorting to kidnapping or shooting innocents.

At the scene were more anti-Witch bullets, the same as before.

( From Dōjima and Romeo helping me trace that bullet, we've narrowed it down to these three people )

A few phone calls later, and Dōjima was down in the garage, starting her car. One to Romeo, telling him to stay away from the office until this was all cleared up, and to carry his gun. Then once she was out of the STN-J garage, another to a number not programmed into her phone.

"Charlie, this is Worm. I need two squads, non-leathal weapons. We have a chance to hit the STN-J directly and raid Zaizen's office, but I need you to move fast..."

Whoever was after Robin had just given her the perfect cover for a raid against the office. Everyone would assume it was a Hunt of some sort, and Zaizen wouldn't be able to stop it until it was too late. The truth about the Orbo was almost close enough to touch, and Yurika's hand strayed to the pendant around her neck. Soon.

[OOC: Plot and text adapted from 1.15, "Time to Say Goodbye." Yes, I did just infer my spygirl is responsible for the events shortly to be posted. MWHAHAHAHA.]

In retrospect, the whole thing had started off absolutely fascinating. And it still was, in a morbid sort of way, but after two days of no sleep and less food, it had crossed the line from weird-but-cool to weird-and-creepy.

Yurika had gotten one of the four a.m. phone calls that were starting to become so common, but instead of turning it off and going back to bed, she'd actually made it into the office by 5:30, fighting her way through Tokyo morning traffic. She'd apparently just missed being sent out with the field team, but Yurika was still glad she'd gone in. Otherwise she would have missed out on a case worth working.

( An eye can threaten like a loaded and levelled gun )

Which brought her to now. Yurika had just stumbled in the door to the apartment, not even bothering to get her shoes off before finding the couch and sprawling out in an inelegant tangle of limbs. Ugh. She was starving, but food was totally unappetizing after, well, burning human flesh. And to top it all off, she wasn't quite sure what day it was.

And then the damn phone rang again. Miho's ringtone, which meant she shouldn't ignore it.

Yurika flipped the phone open. "Moshi moshi," she sighed. "What's up, Karasuma?" There was a pause. "He WHAT?"

"No, no, just. I mean, how many people turn into dust? Are we sure they aren't pulling one over on us?"

"No, I don't trust the men in strange suits who edge away from me and act like I'm contagious. I'm a Hunter and a Seed, not a mass murderer."

"Eh? Miho! Ikezu sen toitee na! That's not nice! It's not my fault the delivery boy won't come to the office anymore! If Sakaki hadn't...."

"Haaaaaaai. I'll see you later." Yurika flipped the phone closed again with a sigh and flopped backwards. If the phone rang at four in the morning ever again, she was ignoring it.



[Dialogue taken & twisted from episode 1.03, Dancing in Darkness. Open for boyfriend, calls, texts, etc after the phone conversation with Miho.]