"Maybe if I'm lucky, the Shinigami has dropped dead as well. It seems everyone else has. . .
Besides Crona. . .
And the mud rag of a cat who still needs her shots. . ."
—unknowingly or not, to new heights in both mind and strength, alive and well. The young shinigami was secretly excited at having a challenge once again.
....the game was on.
— when he had just about begun to think she had disappeared by some other cause than his own hands, Kid had been somewhat..disappointed. But yet, there she was in the flesh, the one whom he’d come to see as a worthy opponent. The one who had pushed him by her own hand,—
“......”
Just throws a sideways, deadpan stare at the snake witch. But unlike others there was no witty comeback as usual.
No, there was something different and he dared not openly admit it. Truthfully, things had been dull as of late; an attempt made on Jane’s life aside.—
@DeshiMiko Kid slowly nodded. “Agreed. Can you recall anything in detail about your attacker’s appearances? I could then use that as the basis to start an investigation immediately by contacting the rest of the Death Scythes, see what they know.”
@DeshiMiko “Regardless, referring to it is just a ‘magic tool’ is a bit vague, and I would like to learn more what, exactly, it is that we’re dealing with.
Perhaps it’s time I reopened the chamber to my father’s old collection. It’ll have those answers..”