[In better days, this is the administrative district that circles the heart of Jigoku-cho, the lines of the streets and skyscrapers as rigid and orderly as the entity lording over it in Kaigo no Bou. These are not better days.]
[Minato's only been here a couple times, including that visit to the offices that managed the intake of Lost Souls when he was too bewildered to take everything in. Nothing looks familiar. He should be indoors, bunkered in safely to weather this awful night, but instead he's huddled at the blood-slicked entranceway of one of the office buildings, avoiding notice from the specters and ghost-lights stalking the streets and talking quietly into his phone.]
...'ll be careful, I promise. There has to be a way through to...
[He might sound calm, but his tense posture is anything but, clutching the katana at his hip with his other hand. He certainly doesn't notice anyone approaching him.]
wildcard/in the cursed night; a bad idea
[Minato's only been here a couple times, including that visit to the offices that managed the intake of Lost Souls when he was too bewildered to take everything in. Nothing looks familiar. He should be indoors, bunkered in safely to weather this awful night, but instead he's huddled at the blood-slicked entranceway of one of the office buildings, avoiding notice from the specters and ghost-lights stalking the streets and talking quietly into his phone.]
...'ll be careful, I promise. There has to be a way through to...
[He might sound calm, but his tense posture is anything but, clutching the katana at his hip with his other hand. He certainly doesn't notice anyone approaching him.]