Skippy.
Anything that could go wrong did today.
Muraki found us. Or rather, found Hisoka. He made the curse come alive, and it damn near knocked Hisoka unconcious from the pain. Cal and Bikky found him in the street, and tried to take him to a hospital but he persuaded them to just bring him to me at the station.
When he found me, he was relieved, I could see it. But that relief was soon disenchanted when Bikky and Cal mentioned his scars. Everyone thought I had made them. That I'd been the one to carve him....
I had to set them straight about it. After calming him down enough I got Hisoka to tell me where it had started. It was near the police hospital just a little ways off from the station. After some deduction, Rose sent out a sqaud to search any and all streets, hospitals, and churches for anyone matching Muraki's description.
We found him in the police hospital, right under our noses, about to operate on Cal's ill father. He was brought in for questioning but all he did was run them in circles. So we had to let him go. But he still pissed me off.
God why won't he just DIE?!
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