icarusalsoflew | ( we don't fight fair / and do it in the dark. )

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( we don't fight fair / and do it in the dark. )

For the threads that consist of the main plotline of this horrible and wonderful thing, go here.

[ He's reading through the paper -- yes, the paper -- when one Joshua LaRue walks into the Great Hall a little after noon¹.

Riley likes that boy. He is, as Hikaru put it once, "a good kid" -- and the Daywalker has seen sufficient enough examples of how that is true.

Case and point, the smile young Josh sends Rethe's way, the manner by which he acknowledges all those present at the Malice King's table, and hm ( sipping quietly at his tea now ) perceptive enough and backed with enough courage to casually join the Blade King where he's decided to pretend that he is alright.

Setting his cup down. Going back to the paper.

Or is he? ]

[This is the message that Cisco Montelibano-Profaci receives, from one Tohru Fukuzawa:]

SENT: 2:03 AM
Incoming.

[It refers to the fact that, at present, coinciding with the usual time that one Joshua LaRue is either in the Rhiannon Towers in London or in his bed at the Brennan Residence, there is one Hikaru Shinta slumped right beside the door of the apartment that Vincenzo Profaci shares with his wife above Haven. His arms are hugging his legs tight to his chest. His face is buried into his knees.

No, the Blade King has not been at his best lately.]

[ It's a curious sight -- Joshua Lee Brennan, better known as Josh LaRue: Sin-Eater, Hunter, War Hound -- is sitting quietly outside of the Blade King's door.

Just sitting, sometimes checking his phone for messages and replying in quick succession, other times reading through something, face serious and focused as if he were assessing a report or a news article; or, earbuds in place, listening to songs from the various playlists he's put together ( or been given, as there are perks to being best friends with one of the world's most famous DJs, ) if not browsing through Youtube or the various networks he has access to.

Yeah. Just chilling. Outside Hikaru Shinta's bedroom door at Falner.

NBD. ]

[Today, Kaz is just vaguely around, not paying attention to anything, really. He’s borrowed the collected works of Anne Rice today, just for kicks. He’s still, serene as he leafs though Queen of the Damned.

Bothering him is easy. He’ll talk, but he’s also thinking.]

[Today is a day where, beyond all of the usual suspects, the papers are the ones who appear to be out to kill one Hikaru Shinta.

He's been glued to his tablet, or his phone, or his laptop, or all three at pretty much the same time the entire day regardless of his location. Several administrative screw-ups on the part of some of his Magistrates coupled with logistical nightmares from some of Zangyaku's extended operations have all decided to occur at the same time.

After the first few hours of sitting around in Falner, Hikaru had decided to give up and cloister himself away in his flat with Josh. He then promptly lost track of time in pursuit of finishing. Well. Everything.

It's night time now: he's been there since a little after lunch. And yes, he's kind of forgotten to eat. Maybe it is a good thing that Josh isn't around to see this.]

Threaded | Flat

While Awkward Is Happening.

During Week 2

Week 3 Shenanigans, Day 1 Through 3: Go!

Week 3 Shenanigans, Day Three, Outside the Arcanum

9.5: "let's be alone together"