text | @poker - late afternoon of may 5th

[stonehearts]

Ratio's missing.

And not just in the "they've left this world" way people tend to go missing, someone took him. And if I find out that it's one of you--

I'm finding him and there is nothing on this backwater dying planet that will keep me from destroying whatever is between me and him. That's your one and final warning.

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[misclassed]

[ Here's a coordinate ping to a less populated/seedier side of town. Definitely a better place for someone to fall out of the sky and make a crater.

When Ratchet rolls up it has begun to drizzle, draping a layer of dreary damp over everything. Muramasa, in civilian clothes rather than his flashier Servant ensemble, is sitting on the meager shelter of the stoop of an empty building and giving cold, unfriendly looks to the few passerby that hurry past in the rain. Aventurine, unconscious but bundled up safely in a beautiful silk haori that is rapidly becoming stained with dirt and rain, is next to Muramasa on the step, slumped limply against his shoulder. On his feet are a pair of plain, old fashioned sandals, a touch from Murmasa to make the aftermath of the crash out seem... just a little bit more dignified. ]

[asafepairofhands]

[He's already in vehicle mode, and his holomatter avatar is sitting in the driver's seat, so nobody sees an unmanned ambulance rolling around. There's a pause before the passenger's side door opens.]

Put him in the back, I'll take you home.