Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150518191206/@comment-24617443-20160115023511

Douglas sighed heavily upon hearing that he needs to be in a conference with "them". Though the urgency of this conference does make him a bit curious, but the fact that the Higher-ups are there means its just about the bad news. And that bad news is probably what just happened over here.

"A conference meeting right after a bloody battle... I think I'm starting to get too old for this.", complained the Senior Detective, scratching the back of his head. He knows he has no choice due to his position, so he begrudgingly walked over to the Bullhead just as Browning called over the others.

Summer is usually adamant to events like this, as it didn't really mattered to her, but she can't help but be nervous. She isn't Akiba, and she's no good with conversations and anything social is out of the question. The only few exceptions of this is her interactions to her teammates and family. Not only that she has no idea what she's going to do nor what to say in this meeting. She just hopes she's just there to stand around and listen to old people ranting.

"I wonder how Akiba is...", she mumbled to herself as she sits down on a seat far from the others. Lately she's been getting closer to the mute samurai due to his connections to actual military personnels as well as his own family housing a secret research facility for new weaponry that he she can ask him to let her try out as well as being her favourite target for pranks because his reactions are hilarious, but she can't help but feel more and more worried over him when he goes out to do these cases and after seeing him getting heavily injured she now knows why. But that's the thing that's making her wonder, as she hasn't felt this much care for another's wellbeing other than her step-father. Does this mean she sees him like family? She doesn't feel this way with her other teammates, so why just him? As she continued to ask herself these questions, she began to get more and more frustrated.

And unfortunately this frustration was caught on by a certain Senior Detective who so happens to sit on the opposite side, giving her a all knowing look.

"Ah how I miss being young.", he couldn't help but laugh, hooking his arm over an unfortunate Browning, who just so happens to be close by, and began squeezing the living daylights out of him. Poor chap.

Meanwhile

Akiba slowly opened his eyes to see the green fabric of the medical tent. He rubbed him head as he tries to recollect what happened to him. After giving himself a few seconds to think, finally remembers his fight with the crusader. He was able to win but she got in one last attack, piercing his stomach with a glass shard of... aura was it? Just to be sure, he checked his lower abdomen for any sign of damage but noticed that his clothes were taken off and most of his lower half is covered by bandages. His right arm was connected to an IV bag half-filled with blood and giving him a blood transfusion.

"I lost quite a lot of blood, huh?", he asked himself in thought.

"You seem to be awake.", hearing the familiar voice, he quickly looked up to see Holly sitting beside him. "If your wondering, the others are having a conference meeting with the Higher-ups.", Akiba sighed heavily after hearing the word "Higher-ups".

"I see you too have a bad history with them, but you know their good people. The other's will hopefully be back soon. In the meantime, do you need to eat anything. Need any water? I'm here to help", Holly cheerfully said, trying her best to calm the red-scarfed samurai and make him feel comfortable.

Akiba could only see a glowing halo of blinding light from Holly. She is, indeed, too kind for her own good. "Like a sweet cinnamon roll..."