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cupiens-evadere:

✿ | Knowing Yuzu, she’d be scared as a cat. Without that COMP of hers, the girl was practically defenseless! Thank god that she’s still got her cellphone. She managed to keep it in her skirt pocket, before having her bag confiscated. Being kidnapped and taken hostage was really scary. She takes a peek from the window, seeing that she’s inside an office—and not on the top floor.

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[text] I’m on the second floor, in an office. Be careful, Kazuya! He’s very ruthless, and he might try to kill u, too! He’s also got a gun, so please…! Don’t die on me… [/text]

Sent:
He'd be hard pressed to kill me.
I'll make sure to try and avoid him though. I'm coming up there now.

And that’s the last message he’d send for a couple minutes making his way through the initial crowd, trying to get to the second floor as fast as he can. It’s too risky to just show up in there with the fact the other’s armed. As secure in his abilities as Kazuya was, he knew better than to let it get to his head.

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After another few minutes he pulled out his phone for another message

Sent:
Alright, on the second floor.
The office door is locked and no ones in there but you right?

If so he could see it not too far off, it was unfortunate in such a crowded place that his abilities as a demon couldn’t quite zero in on her. Distress was a pretty strong emotion, but with others on the floor and their own strong emotions clouded that sense far too easily.

✿ | Yuzu waits, since she’s hiding in the hall closet of this place. Getting kidnapped was not on her agenda, and neither was losing her COMP or her life. It really did send her shivers down her spine, for the fact that she could’ve gotten shot for the kill. She looks at her own phone, awaiting the reply. “–!”

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And here comes another text. She keeps her voice silent, the small breathing audible in this room. Quickly, she replies back on her cell.

[text] I’m in the closet. There’s gotta be a key somewhere. I think it’s hidden on another room, but I dunno which one. [/text]

“…!” Then it clicks her mind again. You can tell how terrified she is right now.

[text] Wait! It’s in the janitor’s closet. I think…he hid the key in there. It’s also the place where he hid my bag, too. [/text]

(Source: yuzuisms)