You know that their time's coming to an end... [OPEN]

[prosecutory]

Characters: The Agency and YOU?
Location: Kuzunoha Detective Agency, Shopping District.
Rating: PG-13 for all dem violence, injury, the whole rawr enchilada.
Time: Backdated to May 6, late morning to afternoon.
Description: The thugs and vandals have turned their attention toward Shibusen's trained bloodhounds. What they don't know is that many of these bloodhounds are trained for more than just sniffing out crime. This log will have both closed and open threads, reinforcements are more than free to assist the Agency, and don't forget to mark your threads as OPEN or CLOSED!

[It started with three vandals who thought it would be a good idea to spray paint and scrawl threats and insults all over the Agency's walls and windows, and even the door. Soon, they upgraded to throwing rocks, dirt clods and an assortment of other aerodynamic items at windows and anyone they could see walking in and out of the front door.

What was supposed to be a simple affair of telling them off and making sure they paid their debt to society and the Agency turned ugly in a matter of minutes as reinforcements swarmed in, determined to express their displeasure and dissatisfaction toward the guests who were supposed to be dedicating themselves to keeping crime off the streets and making sure every mystery was solved and wrapped up nicely. Those men clearly did not take kindly to their friends getting in trouble for their valiant efforts to express their opinion about this part of Death City's guest-run law enforcement.

Now, the Agency is not only under attack and under fire from extreme criticism, but invaded by thugs who have managed to break their way inside with crowbars, knives, rocks and other...well, weapons.

The Agency brigade is most likely going to need some help stemming this onslaught.]

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PRE-INVASION

[prosecutory]

[This is where we dump everything that comes before Near's post, including the slow buildup toward Planet of the Vandals. So technically this is before the sudden influx of meanies and any threads involving just the three initial crazies can be tossed in here.

Everything's quiet. Too quiet. Then the Fire Nation attacked.]

DURING THE INVASION

[prosecutory]

[The war between the investigators and the imbeciles has truly begun. The first floor reception area and possibly even the outside are both battlefields as the Agency tries its best to keep everything under control without anyone from either side getting hurt. Unfortunately, the thugs really don't mind if anyone gets hurt or anything is broken.

At this point, the fracas is drawing a whole lot more attention. Thank you, Near's post. And thank you, crowds of bystanders at the Shopping District.]

POST-INVASION

[prosecutory]

[Just like all good things, this too must come to an end.

The Agency will just be here, licking their wounds, assessing the total damage, and possibly figuring out what to do next, now that it's clear the anti-Shibusen fever is EVERYWHERE.

You can help patch them up, or talk to them, or...laugh at their misery.]

Open!

[shiromadoushi]

[[Bakura, despite his months in Death City, was not used to combat. Even less so when it suddenly erupted at his place of work (on his first day back after the mess in Vegas no less!) He had been shying away from the initial confrontations, hoping that those better able to deal with conflict would be able to take care of it.

That was unfortunately not to be.

After nearly being hit in the head with a rock, Bakura was now huddled behind his desk, heart pounding in his ears and all but paralyzed by a combination indecision, panic and helplessness.

He wasn't any sort of fighter. His gun from Vash was still back in his apartment, carefully secured and locked (not that he could even think to use it against people...!) and even if he had someone he could resonate with, his attack didn't work on people either... But his friends and co workers were in danger and he couldn't just do nothing....!]]

Open

[pishirogane]

[Naoto had been out the previous day due to her own head injury on May 4th. It's been tense, but she's trying to focus. She has a small collar and small digital camera on her desk. Her communicator is there too, both to keep an eye on the network and second to see if she can get this working. Azusa said she would get it working, but Naoto insisted to help.]

[Occasionally, she looked up. Today just seemed... off. None-the-less, constant vigilance while working.]

OPEN

[topgun_textiles]

[Did anyone expect him not to join in on a good fight?

Although not in tip-top shape from his injuries in New Hampshire, that never really mattered to him. What mattered was Naoto, Yako, Raidou, Alucard and the rest that all worked under this roof, and folks looking to rustle up trouble, not caring what damage they cause.

So do excuse him while he doesn't care how much damage he inflicts on any of the invading bastards that get in his way. He'll pay for the chair he's currently using as a weapon later, cracking it over the head of yet another of the hooting, hollering jackasses before pressing on.]

[pishirogane]

[She's had enough of this. She barely had enough time to get her things back in her desk and locked. Naoto smelled smoke earlier. Of course she wouldn't put it passed this group to resort to setting fire to the Agency. They would learn a lesson why these detectives got work done alone if necessary.]

[Foot up, she actually kicked her opponent upside their head before jumping back and bumping roughly into Bakura's desk. At least Bakura isn't there... or at least, she assumed as much.]

[shiromadoushi]

[[Despite knowing that the easiest way to stay hidden was to not make any noise, a startled exclamation escaped him as his desk lurched towards him.

Crap, crap, crap! Maybe no one heard! But with the fighting that close...! Maybe he should run.... but where too?

Didn't matter, running it was! He scrambled to his feet, getting ready to bolt to wherever seemed safe.

[pishirogane]

[Naoto raised an eyebrow, turning her head sharply at the exclamation. Back on her feet, she jumped when Bakura appeared from under his desk]

Bakura-san? Why are you still out here?

[shiromadoushi]

[[The first few replies faltered and didn't come out because honestly... he's not sure. The answer was far too complex to make it though the panicked adrenaline.

However, another assailant rushing at them both provided enough distraction]]

Look out!

[[and he's ducking back behind his desk again. If only he had something he could even use to fight with...!]]

Open

[timelessummoner]

[The moment he heard a fight break out, Raidou rushed out of his office. He had no weapon on him (where was Alucard?), but he could at least buy some time and keep the non-fighters in the Agency safe until help arrived.

The first thug that tried to attack him got a punch in the stomach. People always did tend to forget that Raidou was far from helpless without a sword.]

Yako and Near

[itaidakimasu]

{It had started out much like any other day, really. Somewhere along the line, Yako's concern had welled over and she had started bringing an extra bento everyday for her (supposedly) younger boss, who looked entirely too thin for her comfort. She went to the Surveillance Room, dropped off the box, and she would be excusing herself with a smile right about now, except...

Except, there are things on Near's neck. Things that would be a bit worrying if found on a boy of thirteen or fourteen.

Things that look suspiciously like hickies.

It comes entirely too late, but Yako finally asks one very important question.}

Um...Near-san, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?

Semi-open (Vincent will be with her!)

[realimperfect]

[ As annoyed as she pretended to be when Vincent would show up with lunch for her, or just arrived to spend some time with her (considering she was hardly, if ever, at their apartment and doing nothing except when she was sleeping) - it was really quite appreciated. His quiet company didn't go too far in to the realm of 'disturbing her', and so there was very little to actually complain about.

She'd been reading a case when the first signs of the chaos start coming up from downstairs, and she perks up to listen, brows furrowed and concern crossing her face. That definitely wasn't a normal sound level, nor was it typical for that much noise to be made in.. quite that way. It's all very suspicious, and to two people who had spent their recent history basically on the run from combatants... ]

Shit. Looks like they're here for the Agency, now.

[pishirogane]

[Naoto glowered and drew her kunai. She didn't want to do this, but if someone was going to try getting the jump on her. Naoto ducked and used the grip to jab the assailant in the stomach and brought her knee up as he doubled. He's sent crashing backwards.]

Bakura-san, get to the back now!

[shiromadoushi]

Sorry! [[and he bolts. It felt cowardly, but if he couldn't fight... what could he even do...?]]

[pishirogane]

[It's fine. Bakura would have to learn later.]

[pishirogane]

[It isn't long before Naoto is out of her office as well, coming to join Raidou. Doesn't seem like she's armed as well, but the main problem is, despite criminal status, they're still civilians. Are they infected by the mysterious madness going around or are they using it as a cover up?]

[Rushing up to join Raidou, her foot connected with the first assailant she saw. Her height makes her have to utilize various weak points on the body to get a knock out though.]

[pishirogane]

[The tell tale thunk as a chair strikes against a body caught Naoto's attention. It's from the outside, isn't it?]

[Someone is back with a baseball bat, but she's not being taken down like that again. A swoop under and a sharp chop to their neck and they crumple. Finally, she can spare a second]

Kanji!

[timelessummoner]

[Having to hold back always made things harder.

He grabbed an incoming crowbar wielded one of the bigger attackers mid-swing, grunting from the strain to his arms. The guy's wide open if she'd like to put those platform shoes to good use!]

[topgun_textiles]

[He missed chairs. Really. They were sturdy and had some good follow-through when swung. Clonked on the head, the guy went down, but he was still moving, shifting his stance and giving one good horizontal swing to whip the furniture against another's back trying to sneak up on him. He went down and clutched his back. The Meister spared nothing, save for a kick in the stomach.

But he looked up to see someone with a baseball bat, and none other than Naoto. Memories of not two days ago flashed through his mind and a spike of panic shot through him as he was trying to cover as much ground as possible. But the detective had other plans, dodging a swing and incapacitating the batter. The chair he had ready for another swing was... lowered.

Kanji couldn't help that little pitter-pat in his chest. That's my girl.]

Naoto! You a'right?

[pishirogane]

[Noticing Raidou holding onto the crowbar, Naoto came around and brought her heel into the guy's stomach.]

[pishirogane]

[The hospital was going to undoubtedly be full after this. Same with jail which would be unfortunate.]

[Naoto kicked the bat aside as Kanji came up. She managed a quick nod]

I'm alright. We're holding our ground. I don't believe they were anticipating this much resistance from us, or at least, were we to fight, we would have been manageable targets. [She readied herself again. It appeared a number followed Kanji from the path he plowed to get through.]

[timelessummoner]

[The thug doubled over, allowing Raidou to knock the guy out. That left them with some breathing space, though judging by the shouts coming from outside, that wouldn't last long.]

Did you see any of the others?

[He was fairly sure he had seen Edgeworth head to the surveillance room, but he was worried about the other non-combatants. Many of their fighters seemed to be elsewhere.]

[pishirogane]

Yes. Bakura-san was taking shelter under his desk. I told him to head into the back.

[Her eyes narrowed. More would be arriving soon to try dealing with both of them.]

[timelessummoner]

I tried to summon Alucard-san. It didn't work.

[Which meant one of two things: either his Meister ability did have a limit and Alucard was too far away, or he was unconscious. Raidou hoped it was the former.]