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[thevanguard]

Who: Butch Cassidy, Saruhiko Fushimi and Misaki Yata
When: Backdated to August 1
Where: The Near Shore
What: Prayer 40


[ With the Babysitting Job from Hell wrapped up (thank all the gods), Yata and Saru had headed out to the place they were supposed to meet Butch later in the day. Only the quiet street they'd parted ways on this morning was not quite so quiet and empty now. In fact, it looked like half the town had crowded into the shops and stalls set up here, making it seem like there was a sea of people stretching from one end of the street to the other.

Rounding the corner, his hands propped behind his head as he chatted with Saru, Yata stops short and stares at the sight in surprise. ]

Uhh. I think our plans might have just been changed on us. Hopefully, your god can still find you out here because I'm not sure it's possible to find anyone in there.

Comments

[thevanguard]

[ Yata stays crouched at the top of the slide until the last of the ayakashi is dealt with. Then, hopping on his board, he skates down the slide to land in front of the god and Saru once more, grinning from ear to ear. ]

Yeah, I'm fine. None of 'em even got close. Nice work.

[monkeyblue]

Mhm.

[Now that he has arms again, Fushimi is just going to.

Grab Misaki by the shoulders and put him in a headlock just long enough to bonk him over the head with a fist.]

Idiot.

[lovemguns]

[ Roy snorts and chuckles, watching the two shinki. ]

Y’both do seem lively still.

[thevanguard]

Ow! Leggo! Jerk! Hey!

[ Yata struggles in vain against the headlock, but he's laughing at the same time. When Saru releases him, he sticks his tongue out at his friend before grinning at Roy. ]

I guess so, yeah. But why not? We did good, right?