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The Slums
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte sighed, resting a hand on her wrist. She met Justice's soft gaze with her own, before returning to the men. All she could think about right now was the face of that man, the grief that came with it. There were times when she used the job for her own hedonistic killing, or thrill of a good fight. It all made her feel so immoral, so villainous. After all, such sadism was the trait of an evil person right, someone who brings harm to others. However, in this moment, she couldn't help but push her lips into a meager smile. After all, if she was feeling so sad, it meant she cared right?
No, it was just because it brought those memories back.
Once she saw the kid again, she giggled. "I remember him," Suerte said. "He's a fun guy. As long as he can take care of himself if things get rough, I think it will be alright. Don't worry, so long as you have us on the case, fate is on your side."
She turned to Justice, wondering which districts they would investigate first.
YOLF:
Justice
No, he didn't have any objections. Any that he could have were meaningless to propose right here, and even more helpless to resolve. So he nodded with a curt greeting, and grunted in affirmation to Suerte. Truth be told, her confidence was inspiring. Perhaps the impossible was easier to grasp with an attitude like that.
Justice looked past the leaner of the two men in suits, noticing finally that he was no longer unrecognizably crushed into the pavement, and filed that thought away. He only gave a measuring, momentary stare to his partner, so personally ailed by this case. His gaze came to rest on the brat that looked so much like the spidery nutcase he met before.
"Not many must use weapons like the ones that match the scene, not with such potential, and even less would have the ability to slip by and enact what was done there unnoticed. We'll start there," he declared.
Kotomine_Rin:
The SPider
"Are you sure about that?" A suddenly formal voice questioned Justice. But the sider soon relaxed and shivered at the big cowboy man, holding his hands up with a sweaty chill.
"I mean, you've already checked that spot, haven't you? It wouldn't be good if the scene got tampered. There's plenty of other places to check out."
As soon as he mentioned tampering, the thin man and the giant glanced at one another. It was the sort of infinitely small detail that could escape someone.
YOLF:
Justice
Death would be groaning through his mask right in this moment. Justice just shook his head.
"Where would you go if you were looking for someone dangerously good with a specific type of weapon?" He asked. It was only half-dry, to his defense, for there was still a note of expectation that someone who knew this city better would actually know. "Who would know how to tell one such master apart from the others?"
yinsukin:
Suerte
The little affirming grunt Justice gave her was all she needed. They were on the same page. This was great! Two partners against the world together with nothing but their guns and their wits! And they were on the same wavelength! It was great! Still, maybe she was having a little too much fun, especially considering the circumstances....
Suerte stared at the two, letting them have their little exchange before raising her hand like an eager school girl. "Oh! What about the person who made the weapon? We could also track down some known masters of that particular type of martial arts. Those type of people tend to know each other."
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