[ ... When Minato finally does run across him, it won't be hard to notice a trail of blood. Not droplets, but a truly long smear of cerulean blood, mixed in with lots of black blood in between, dragging all the way in a sort of half-limp towards a dark corner near the exit of the carnival.
Within view of the blood all over the ticket booth, and where everyone there had died.
There's no words, no sounds... but if you listen closely, you can probably hear quiet sobbing. The same as what's coming from the communicator. ]
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Date: 2011-03-12 07:49 am (UTC)Within view of the blood all over the ticket booth, and where everyone there had died.
There's no words, no sounds... but if you listen closely, you can probably hear quiet sobbing. The same as what's coming from the communicator. ]