Iris nodded. "Yeah, it's down the street. Go straight, take the first left and then the third right. If you see gunshots or lots of people with weapons, or even an angry mob, you're in the right place. Oh! Or a cat named Canth with a guy with a cowlick in tow. All of those will mean you're in the right place." He was walking in the general direction of the warehouse, even though he had no idea what he was going to do once he got there.
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Randome released Dahlia casually, an innocent look spreading over his face. "What? I was just hugging her. No need to give me the third degree." He turned his attention to Kura and Seth as the two ran up. "Only three of you then?" He questioned, then shrugged lightly, taking on the tone of a victim. "I guess that'll have to do."
His hand delved into the pocket of his uniform, fingers searching for the detonator button. Maui leapt forward to stop him, only to have a cloaked figure come jumping down from the catwalk overhead, landing on top of Randome with enough force to knock him to the ground. The cloaked figure quickly yanked Randome's hands behind his back, removing the detonator and tossing the handheld object to Maui. "Go find the bomb. Disconnect the blue wire for this kind. And don't be all day about it. Certain people need to go to jail and I'm not talking about the one who's handcuffed to the pole." Maui nodded and ran into the back of the warehouse. The cloaked figure continued to tie up Randome, addressing requests and suggestions as he did so. "Dahlia, please shut and guard the door until some men in black show up, they're with me. Kura, don't bother trying to get to your army, they're being taken care of. Hmm... was there anything else..."
Randome smirked. "At least this was entertaining. Even if it didn't work. I'll have to remember this disguise, it earns people's trust easier." He caught Dahlia's eye. "You even thought I liked you didn't you?" The girl didn't say anything. She turned to open the door and let in three men dressed in black who went directly to Kura, clamping hands on his arms. One approached Seth and the cloaked figure shook his head. "No, not that one or his father. Just the redhead."
"Got it."
Dahlia had slipped out the door when the men came in, her face flushed. /Moron./ Her body was screaming that it wanted coffee to steady her mind and hands, not to mention the fact she felt used and stupid. She wasn't needed back there anyway so the girl started walking off towards a coffeeshop. Some people needed alcohol, Dahlia needed coffee.
Nodding, the woman followed Iris. "Ah, right, are you heading there too?" The directions seemed to be following him at least. "And how would I know the name of the cat?" Logically speaking, any cat could be named Canth to her and if it wasn't with the cowlick-man she wouldn't know better. And what if there was another man with a cowlick and a cat? Oh well, she shouldn't complain since she had directions to find Kuroto.
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Seth quickly stepped in between the men in black and Kura. "No! You take Kura, you take me as well," he growled, throwing in a glare as well. Mr Kirson only stared at his son, wondering why the boy would be protecting this kid.
A little back to normal, Sho stood up, the handcuffs scratching against the pole and his injured leg shaking from the strain. "Seth, Kura can handle himself. If he gets captured then he shouldn't have ever taken the role of Boss in Orphan. Got it? He can't keep standing using you guys as supports."
The puppet master gave a hesitant look back at Sho. "But Sho... you know what it would be like if we lost Kura to lead us?" Sho only rolled his eyes in response. The red-head placed a hand on Seth's shoulder.
"Hey, relax Puppet Master. I won't be taken down this easily." He spun around to face the ex-member of his gang. "I mean, Sho knows that he and I never finished a single sparring round. We just reached a tie." The Orphan leader pushed Seth a little forward and jumped far back, landing on a few crates that were in the warehouse. "Besides, I know these warehouses." He quickly jumped from crate to crate, stumbling only slightly when one was too light to hold his weight or moved too much. And he quickly vanished. Seth could only stand, staring. Sho struggled against the handcuffs. "Someone should head after our female friend. She might need comforting."
Mr. Kirson poked his son's head, getting the kid to spin around to face him. "You go. You need some fresh air anyway, and if she doesn't want to talk you both can get some time in silence to think about things."
Seth sighed, and headed out. Sho attempted to waved but failed, struggling once more with the annoying chains.
~*~
Seth, once outside, was greeted by Canth. The cat happy bounded into his arms, oblivious to Seth's depression due to confusion. Seth had never known Kura to just let Seth stay behind. Seth's loyalty was always questioned, even more so when Sho had left. Sho and Seth were friends, so Seth would follow apparently. Therefore, Seth was kept close to Kura and now... oh who knew what was going on now? Maybe Kura had given up or just didn't care. Seth sighed again, leaning against a rock on the ground.
~~ To explain my post since it was kinda... not well done in my opinion, Seth tried to protect Kura but Kura didn't let him, pushed Seth towards the group that Seth would be most likely to join if he quit Orphan, and then vanished through a hole in the wall or ceiling of the warehouse. Sho is struggling against the handcuffs and Seth is trying to figure out what Kura is thinking. Don't we all? Seth is now outside XD (if you understood the post form, extra points to you. I didn't O.O)
Iris turned to stare at the girl. "Well, you wouldn't, but the guy with it is rather distinctive--wait, you're following me? Leaving that fantastic masterpiece of a car unlocked and with one door open?" He whacked his head lightly with an air of exasperation. "Good idea. Better pray that Sho--Kuroto has a car then. This isn't a nice neighborhood and that thing is going to be gone when you come back."
~**~
Maui reappeared, having heard the discussion and clatter of boxes as Kura was jumping. The cloaked figure looked over at him, having released Randome to one of the men in black (henceforth referred to as MIBs). "Is the bomb deactivated?" The cop nodded and the cloaked figure sighed with relief. "Good. Unhandcuff your friend. I'm going to go find Cynthia."
"Cynthia?" Maui was instantly on his guard, catching the cloaked figure's arm. The other man didn't respond for a moment then gestured at Sho. "Release him first moron. That probably isn't comfortable."
As Maui went to take off Sho's handcuffs, the cloaked figure pulled off his hood and Randome gaped at him. "You're dead!" "Yes, I found it terribly irritating and came back. Not many people can claim to do that from car crashes."
The handcuffs slid off Sho's wrists with a clink on the concrete floor and Maui pulled Sho's arm over his shoulders, helping to support the other man. The cop registered an initial jolt of surprise as he saw the cloaked man's face, but then became very still. "You might have told me you weren't dead Jay."
The man, Jay, looked at him in concern. "I'm sorry. I didn't tell anyone. Not even Cynthia. If I had, and it got out, Dominic wouldn've gotten cocky and screwed up--" "I didn't screw up!" Randome protested and Jay shot him a disgusted look, then returned his attention to Maui.
"I understand if you're mad at me, but it was for the best. And this isn't the greatest place to have this conversation." He motioned at the rest of the group and made a rather embarrassed face (rather like this sweatdrop ). Maui nodded. "I understand. Go meet with Cynthia then. She's probably at the police station, along with an understandably enraged Amy." Jay grinned and hugged Maui, including Sho in the hug just because he was there. "Great. I'll see you!" And with that said, he left the building. Maui sighed. "Nice to know one hurricane never stops whirling."
The injured male shifted to use Maui as a crutch. "He seems familiar. Mostly by name, I don't think I met him before." He shrugged and then looked down. "And I pity you when you see Amy again. She won't be happy with you at all." He shook his head like how a friend may when he imagines the trouble his friend would get into for being late to a date with his wife. "But we should get out of here anyway."
~*~
Rolling her eyes, the girl pointed back to the car. "My manager is in the car right now. He'll take it to a new place if I don't return anytime soon. I have the address on how to get there. Anyway, I think approaching him in a fancy car may be bad, considering the way you were describing his situation." She glanced back and then forward. "By the way, I'm Ran, Mr..."
"Agreed." Maui responded. His tone was still unhappy and vaguely angry but not disturbingly so, as it had been when he first saw Jay. "You need to go to the hospital, Jay will go to the station and be mauled by Amy once she figures out he's related to me," This brought a ghost of a smile to the cop's face. "And Cynthia will be... something. Explosively happy that her husband has been 'recalled to life'." He opened the door to the warehouse with his free hand. The MIBs had already left with Randome and the army of teens that had been outside had vanished, some in police cars and some on foot.
However, Seth still sat there with Canth, leaning against a rock and looking quite depressed and downtrodden. Maui glanced over at Sho. "You want to talk to him? I can make myself scarce."
~**~
"Iris. I'm not a mister or anything." The hacker replied. By that time, the warehouse was in sight, as were the people leaving it. Iris pointed. "That's who you want." He walked up to the group, waving casually. "I missed all the fun, right?" Maui shook his head, debating mentally whether any of the stuff that had just happened could be called 'fun' and deciding that it couldn't.
~**~
Jay reached the police station in just under a minute. Blasting past an angry-looking woman on the front steps, he spotted Cynthia, sitting forlornly on a bench and looking lost. "Cynthia!" Her head shot up in shock. "Jay?!"
They fell into each other's arms. Not much elaboration is needed here but it does need to be said that she wept, his eyes did not remain precisely dry, and more kissing then explaining went on.
~**~
Dahlia, on the other hand, was experiencing the other end of the spectrum. She wasn't even sure why she was so depressed; the emotion had snuck up as she was walking and gripped something inside of her painfully, dragging her down. The girl went and sat in the back of the coffeeshop, trying not to think.
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