Day 523 - SOS - Amber Alert

[made_4_ritsuka]

[As if the cries about some evil soul has filling the pool with piranhas wasn't bad enough later in the evening another alarm goes off. The SOS activates, the shrill noise piercing through the city with the sight of long pink hair falling to the ground as if just cut. Suddenly the world is spinning, the fading light of the sun washes everything for a moment before there’s a splash and the entire image blurs. Silence fills the feed, the light twisting and dancing along the surface of the water.

Towards the edge of the lake a piece of paper flaps a little, folded in half pinned there along with a few of the locks of hair. The message is written in a manner that is made to look almost identical to the graffiti that had been painted on the walls on day 517. It reads “The ashes of your existence will fertilize the soil for the universe to follow.”

Yuiko is nowhere to be found and the bracelet will be sitting in the water at Gefion Park. There won’t be much else there, no signs of a struggle, or of any unusual traffic accept for a Longtoothed Reinhare that seems rather distraught.]

Comments

[damselled]

[And so she does.]

[alternia_strength]

I will await word if anyone has managed to learn more or if there is an explicit and specific need for me somewhere.

[not_sasuke]

[Okay though, what the actual heck. If they ever find Yuiko again, he's going to drill her on making a huge scene next time someone tries to kidnap her. It's creepy how there's absolutely nothing to go off of here.

He returns to them with a frustrated expression.]

Yeah, I'll keep you two updated. If we find anything. We might just have to wait this one out until the guards get to her...

[damselled]

... Very well. If there is nothing else?

[alternia_strength]

Call me if you require me. However, for the moment I will return to my domicile once I've finished a last sweep, to avoid problems.

[not_sasuke]

Sounds like a good idea. I'm going to do a sweep myself and let everyone on the City Patrol know what happened here.

Later.

[And with that fairly unenthusiastic parting word, he's off.]

[damselled]

Very well. I, too, shall have to return to my quarters.

Good evening, gentlemen. [And with that, she's off... but she doubts she'll be getting very much in the way of rest tonight.]