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Characters: Taro Namatame, Souji Seta
Location: Shibusen, Kishin Chamber
Rating: G? PG? Something like that.
Time: Afternoon, October 12
Description: Each with their own history, Namatame and Souji go to see the Kishin chamber where Adachi was once taken down in the past.


Two months. Two months and a couple of weeks on top of that, actually. It wasn't all that long ago, but it seemed like much more time than that had passed since Namatame had found himself in Death City and first heard about the killer being here and gone. Part of that was the war and the circumstances they were in, but still something was different about this place. He didn't know what it was, but he felt different here compared to in Inaba any time in the past year.

As he headed out of his apartment, he faltered slightly even as he walked on. Why was he doing this? He still missed Mayumi and regretted her and Saki Konishi's deaths, but they'd died at the murderer's hands and there was nothing he could do to change that. Coming here wouldn't bring either of them back to life--he knew that. All the same, though, Namatame wanted to do this. He didn't have any real plans, but maybe that was okay. Before he'd been driven on a mission so blindly that he'd nearly killed all those kids before realizing what he'd done; and now that he was still aimless and trying to find a new direction for himself, he felt more than ever that he was doing something right this time.

He pushed away his lingering doubt as he approached Shibusen and stood at the entrance, waiting there for Seta to arrive. He was glad to be doing this, and there was no question about that.

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He was glad that Namatame had called him, and let him know to meet him at the entrance. Souji wasn't sure if this was closure, or if it was just reopening up an old wound. Whatever it was, it was going to be difficult, and he couldn't let anyone see him. Couldn't have anyone see how obsessed he was with it, how for him it wasn't over. Would never be over.

At least until he knew things back home were okay. To be pulled out of the middle of a fight made him feel like he had let everyone down. Like he was still letting people down now that he was here; he wasn't the other Souji, and he could still sense the secrets surrounding the other one.

"Hey. Thank you for letting me accompany you," He said softly, hands in his pockets. While he didn't smile as he came to the entrance, he nodded in greeting.