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KYD

Mute rage brought color to his face as quickly as the shock and pain had drained it. I could stick to Keigo. ...But that's an even stupider...more stupid?...name.

"Well, I've got the fucking gloves on. My legs're gonna repair themselves or what?

Makoto listened to the officer's analysis of the poison, and watched him wrap the syringe with a few layers of napkins. Darn. I would've used that poison on another Skull to cause confusion within the gangs. Maybe I could pickpocket him... Makoto closed her eyes and thought about it.

"A Toxic Skull called Kyd threw it at me back at the abandoned construction site. I think an officer's arresting him right now."

Makoto opened her eyes. ...Nah. I'll let him analyze that poison for me. I could make a visit to the precinct tonight if I have to. "I could go with you if you want me to."

Roland scratched his head and sighed. "Why am I running into so many skulls today." he softly muttered as he walked over to Kyd. He visually examined Kyd's injuries then turned his head towards Jubeii and Vincent. "I don't suppose either of you has a strand of leather on hand?"

Jubeii gave Roland a look "Well sorry for being a Skull". She sighed and removed her leather belt making sure to take off her dagger and sword sheaths before dangling the belt in one hand in front of Roland. "Will this do?"

KYD

Kyd narrowed his eyes. If only Jubeii and her underling had the guts to off this policeman...

Life would be a lot, lot better. "Of course, I told you to come running over here in the first place," Kyd muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And the fuck d'you want leather for?"

Roland grabbed the belt from Jubeii. "That'll work for the leg, thanks." Roland knelt down and tore Kyd's pant leg so it was above the gun shot wound and tied the belt above it and used the cloth that he tore off to tie a makeshift bandage around the wound. With a slight pat on Kyd's shoulder He smiled. "Well I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is your leg isn't broken and the one that was shot didn't hit any veins and went through completely. Bad new is... Your leg is dislocated at the knee and the ankle so this is going to hurt... A lot."

Roland quickly grabbed Kyd's foot and pulled it straight and with a loud and sickening pop he knew his leg was back in place.

“A toxic skull you say.... wait who are you?” The woman was strange. “Excuse me miss, but who are you?” He asked just as the young girl delivered his coffee to him. “I may still smell new, but I am sure I have never seen you around the station before.” Esmun inspected the girl giving her the once over. By now he was smart enough to know that being blonde and a woman meant little unless you were a candy skull.

"You can call me Dal Niente." Makoto never liked giving her real name to anyone, except to people she truly trusted. "I was assigned to do a job here in Tokyo..." she looked at the officer in the eye, almost glaring at his soul. "...as a Skull Hunter."

Makoto finished her cup of coffee. "...I introduced myself. Now it's your turn. What's your name?"

Esmun took a sip of the coffee relishing the jolts of adrenaline going through his brain with his eyes drawn shut. He opened them, grinning at the woman, Dal "Utuh, sorry but I never kiss and tale." He said teasingly. “Maybe if I see a little ID I'll be a bit more talkative.” He took another sip with no real intentions of answering the girls questions but getting plenty of information from her.

Jubeii winced when she heard the pop of Kyd's leg going back into place. That's got to hurt some. " Are you going to take Kiddo here to the precinct?" Jubeii asked. She wasn't so sure if she wanted to stop him or not if that were the case. She was strong but there were too many unknowns for her to pick a fight with Roland right now. Jubeii was fine with interfering to keep Kyd from bleeding out and dying but she wouldn't risk her life or freedom for him.

Tch. What a persistent boy. Then again...he is a police officer. Makoto sighed, and reached into her jacket pocket. She took out a plastic card with her alias and physical information and handed it to the officer.

Skull Hunter
Handle: Dal Niente
Age: 24
Sex: F
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 125 lbs
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Hair Color: Black

"There. Happy now?" She threw a sharp glare at the officer.

Roland stood and and placed his hands back into his pocket. He tilted his head slightly and after moment shook his head. "I think I'll just retreat for now without him. I'm not about to just drag one wounded skull to the precinct with two more right here to stop me." He shrugged and and turned to leave. "Don't do anything stupid like brag to everyone around the neighborhood about how you out numbered a police officer and forced him to retreat now."

Roland hoped they got the hint as he left the alley way and headed back to the precinct empty handed.

"Heh, I catch your drift. Well then, I'll be glad to spread the word this time. Hopefully we don't meet again when you're on duty". Jubeii didn't wait for a reply this time. She decided that she should probably 'escort' Kyd home just in case he pisses someone else off earning him an early grave. She crouched down close to Kyd to try and get his attention. "Oy, Kiddo, where is your territory?"

KYD

...Thanks for the warning. Really appreciate that, Kyd thought as the flush from his anger flare drained out completely again. That policeman...they'd met before. Too many times. And Kyd loathed him.

Actually, he hated the way the man treated him more than the man himself.

"Don't call me..." He trailed off, giving up. "Th'hell d'you mean, where's my territory? You're standing on it, idiot."

Jubeii's humor left her. "Don't tempt me to hurt you more then you already are Kyd. I meant where you live or stay. Or are you trying to say that you sleep on the streets". To make the point very clear to Kyd she took one of her Karambit daggers in hand and slowly moved it vertically from his midriff to his chest. She didn't actually cut him...yet.

Esmun took the ID. He felt a tad like being cheeky. Holding up to the light he twisted the ID until he could see the holographic lines before speaking again. "It could be a fake, and it still doesn't earn you a name." He handed the card back to the woman. "If you are a skull hunter, and you know who shot the syringe at you, why aren't you out hunting him?"