_{(     tfw I went MIA so I apologize and offer this up 2 you as an apology.    )}

   _{it’s late when he arrives home  , a bag of supplies supported by one wrist and keys in the other. it’s even later on when he receives the message on his coil. while the beep had nearly scared the shit straight out of him, he comes to care less and less as it plays. said message is simple enough. four words is all it would take, though. within mere MOMENTS, he’s allowing the device to fall to the table a bit roughly and then off he went to grab his shoes and to place a jacket on. it didn’t matter that the message had been from hours ago, wouldn’t matter if it had been w e e k s. he wasn’t going to let Aoba off easy on this one and that much was certain.} 

    _{coming back into the room, a hand shoots out to grab the coil and dial.} 

                                           _{——- “ Aoba ? yeah, it’s me, Koujaku. I’m on my way. “}