Rising Moon

"OH TRUST ME MASAMI THE CRUSH IS GONE."

He didn't quite yell so much as speak very hard, before focusing once more at the task at hand. He'd nod to what she said about cleaning. "Don't ask how I know, but I sorta know a guy from the underground. I'll call him, have him clean it up- then we get the Gigai. And most importantly, don't mention this. Ever. To anyone." The man would comment shaking his head before looking at the sword once more.

"What do I do with this, where do I put it?" Surprisingly walking around with a weapon was not a big deal nowadays, but he hell as sure didn't have anything to carry it with. Walking around with an unshethe weapon made him look like a mongrel. "We're going to have a long talk about what is socially acceptable in the future, Masami." The man groaned, preparing to call his boy if needed.

He'd take the sheathe gingerly before tying it to his side, placing the sword away. He had heard of what a shikai was, and figured he'd be too weak for one. But he guessed this was special circumstances, before rubbing his neck. He'd begin to call his boy up, before realizing his phone was... in.. his pocket. Kneeling down he'd begin to slip a hand into his pocket, looting his dead body for all his valuables. Which included his wallet and phone and car keys, taking a deep sigh. He'd begin to dial his phone.

"Hey what's up Jeff, I got a bit.. of a problem. Just show up to my house. Bring.. whatever you need for a clean up."

Jeff being the professional asked no questions and would be on his way, wondering what that kid could have got himself into. For now he'd simply stare at his body. Before sighing. Man his life was strange.

"He's on his way."

Sol was upset, but as much as he wanted to be angry at her- he couldn't.

"I'm not.. too upset with you. And yes, I plan to tell Chidori. I DON'T plan to tell my mom." The man would inform her as he himself sat down next to her with a sigh. He'd tilt his head down, finally beginning to relax now that the rush of adrenaline was leaving body. He'd place a hand on her knee, squeezing for a moment tightly as the gravity of the situation began to hit him. He felt.. weird. He felt almost panic'd despite being so calm.

"I'm scared, Masami."

He was quiet for a moment, his head shifted down. He felt the weight of her hand on his own and he felt for a brief moment better. He didn't know about her past much or where she came from, and truth be told he was scared of a lot right now. This was quite literally his worst nightmare coming to life, dying and being utter useless. Doing nothing with his life. So he'd remain quiet before speaking.

"I'm scared I'll fade away. I don't know what the future is gonna be. I don't know."

He couldn't put words to it, only able to sit next to her and know her presence made him feel just the bit better. He felt.. unsure about everything currently. Lost. Like a piece of him was missing. His hand squeezed softly.

"Don't leave me."

It was a plea. He didn't know when he wouldn't need her, but now he did.

He tensed for a moment as he felt her hand come through his hair, comforting him in a way which wasn't foreign. Masami was not the one who usually did this, but it was welcomed in this moment. Some part of him wished to cry but he could not, perhaps unwilling to give into that last shred of failure in his mind. He would just sit there, listening to her as her hand ran through his hair. For now, he just needed this.

But eventually the door would be knocked upon causing him to rise and remove himself from her. He'd head to the door opening to see Jeff, a rather older looking man who walked in wearing a jumpsuit for gazing at the body. Then Sol. Then the body. He wordlessly would begin his work which was opening his palm as the body began to be broken down into spiritual particles. His power seemed to allow him to convert matter to raw energy, to the point even the blood was removed. Sol would quickly tap so things into his phone and a ping was heard- and Jeff would disappear like a ghost.

After he was gone for a bit, Sol would looked to Masami. "Guess... we should get a Gigai."