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[ Eric walked his way over to the area where a meeting was going to be taken place. Something urgent. They got him out of his room an everything, so it must be serious if they were using him.

His eyes drifted over the warehouse that had been his home for a long time. Ever since they moved after an incident, this has been their headquarters. He blinked, trying to remember what the incident was...ah...his brother escaped, wasn't it? Izumo had ran away and left Eric here with the consequences of his actions.

He tilts his head. When did his brother leave here? Leave him? A few years now wasn't it? He vaguely wondered if he was still alive, or was he enjoying his freedom after abandoning his brother. He frowned, trying forget about those thoughts as he felt anger. Now wasn't the time. The leader was talking about a thorn in their side, and how they might snuff it out.

Ah, Homra again?

The name kept popping up here and there, they were becoming a bit more of a problem with each passing day. Their borders clashing even more as their territory expands.

The leader barked at him, telling him to get ready. Eric could only nod, wandering over to retrieve his knife. Looks like things were finally moving forward. He had a job to do, there was nothing else that mattered, right?

A vague image of his brother flashed in his mind and he smiled, vicious and full of teeth. Yeah, nothing else mattered, anymore. ]

redstray

[ Eric looked at the bar Homra from the outside. He hadn't seen it a whole lot this year. So much had happened, everything was a pretty big mess. All of Homra got hit with it, even Eric. And he knew he was worrying Fujishima by being so withdrawn. It had been hard, seeing the first place he called home drift apart so far away. But now, they were coming back together, for one reason.

Anna was the new King.

Although it seemed that some of the others were apprehensive with this news, Eric didn't mind. That meant Homra was back, and he had a place to call his own again.

He opened the bar door, smiling slightly that it was open again and not closed for so long. The others weren't really around today but that was fine by him, they could be quite noisy. And he enjoyed his silence for now.

He came to enjoy the bar, and to maybe talk with Kusanagi. He hadn't really gotten a chance since he went to Germany. He sighed, things really were chaotic this year. ]

redstray

[ It's been just a few weeks since Homra had decided to wipe out a chunk of Hikawa, and the atmosphere surrounding the group was all but tense, inside and out.

Eric could care less about the changes that had been happening. He was a dog so as long as he followed he would be fine, and less people meant less beatings. Though with such an uproar occurring so much, the beatings and threats only increased.

Which was why he was so confused as to why he was out right now. Outside, wandering around the streets confused, wet, and exhausted. They kicked him out, not allowed to go back until they told him to. This has only happened a couple of times before for no reason, but they would have called him back to be picked up again by now.

His stomach made a strange noise and he ignored it. It was empty and made a feeble attempt to beg for some food. He couldn't eat without his owner around. It was more important to listen for any sign of his phone ringing, telling him to come home, even though it was hard to focus, and his whole body hurt from some burn, or bruise or possible broken bone. But he had to keep going...he had to keep mo--

Ah.

He felt his knees buckle from under him and he crashed into something that wasn't the ground, soft and lumpy in some places. He stared ahead, not really recognizing anything and he vaguely wondered when the last time he had some food in his stomach...he couldn't recall.

The aches and pain he felt in his body were fading away and he blinked a bit as the raindrops started hitting his face. Maybe this was the reason why they kicked him out...to see if he would be alive by the time they called him. His use was up after all...huh.

Eric closed his eyes, not caring either way, he was tired, his whole body hurt, his stomach hurt even if it no longer complained. He was fine with this, dying perhaps. ]

toremainbehind

[The bar's been closed on a day it shouldn't be closed, but it couldn't be helped.

Izumo has chosen to take the day off, shooing everyone out of the bar, except for Mikoto and Anna since they live there. Right now, he didn't want to be near HOMRA, being reminded only of memories of Totsuka. Little tokens from Totsuka's hobbies all over the bar, placed neatly in places that can be seen but not in the way, rarely touched now.

Much like the films Totsuka had recorded during his time alive.

It's how he eventually finds himself in his apartment, perched on his couch with a shot glass of Vodka in hand and one of Totsuka's films playing. He's not quite paying attention to it, focused on the sounds rather than the images playing. Every time he hears Totsuka's voice on film, he takes a shot, his throat burning from the alcohol but it was a burn he welcomes all the same.]

aprettyred

( Anna realizes something isn't right when Mikoto's ghost isn't in its usual spot. )

toremainbehind

[It didn't take very long at all to handle the drug dealing gang, Mikoto and the others making quick work of it. There wasn't anything left behind other than the smell of charred flesh and packs of drugs lingering around.

Izumo was quick to take control, helping Shouhei's friend out with Totsuka and Anna, telling them to take her to the nearest hospital while he checked on their troublesome members. While the others checked the rest of the warehouse, he checked on Shouhei and Bandou, taking note of their injuries and which ones were major enough to go to the hospital.

Naturally, it was Bandou who has to go to the hospital as Izumo notices the broken arm and the deep cuts.

He shoos Shouhei away, reassuring him everything will be alright and told him to check on his friend. As for Bandou, Izumo has his jacket pressed against the bleeding injury — the main one — in order to stem the bleeding while he helps him to the car.

A quick call to Totsuka to inform him where he's going, hearing an affirmative that they'll handle the clean up. Somewhat assured, Izumo has Bandou in the car before slipping into the driver's seat, not hesitating to start driving to the hospital.]

chickshades

[ Perhaps it would have been better to just stay out of the kitchen. He didn't really need to go in there for anything, anyway. He could have just asked Kusanagi-san for a glass of water at the bar. But why bother him if he could just get it himself?

At least that's what he thought would be the better decision as he went in to check if there was a chilled pitcher in the fridge. He found one, but turning to reach for the cabinet door to find a glass, he met an obstruction. A very fragile and precisely stacked obstruction. ]

Ah shit--!!

[ First there was the shattering sound of the water pitcher, and then a larger crash was heard. Bandou cringed as he watched the tray of freshly washed wine glasses fall to the concrete floor, almost in slow motion. He nervously looked towards the doorway. If he could clean this up fast enough, then things would be fine. He could just claim the sound was his ringtone or something. Yeah, that would work.

Unfortunately for Bandou, the broom and dustpan wasn't within sight, probably sitting behind the bar or in the utility closet. So in a frenzy, he pulled his hat off his head and attempted to sweep up the mess as best, and as fast as he could. ]

redstray

Headcannon from all members of any and all characters from K Project.

No Blood! No Bone! No Ash!

O Brother Where Art Thou?

Tme Past

Red King!Izumo meets lost pup

My heart is a ghost town

THERE IS THAT TERRIBLE MEME ON PLURK

Cleaning the mess

Pay your respects to the bar.

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