NO TEARS LEFT TO CRY && captured.

[alexander]

[div style="width: 45%; margin: auto; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify"]Alex didn't talk much as they led Jikai out of the forest and back into town, hands shoved into the pockets of their shorts. They weren't one for silence, so they filled the time by humming a soft tune, eyes raised to the buildings of San Creado in hopes of finding Marko quicker. They must have missed him, because the young blood appeared behind them. They grin at the sound of the man's voice, their blank expression coming alive again. They move past Jikai to throw an arm around Marko, grin sharp, burgundy eyes upturned. Any problem didn't seem like such a big deal with the Undertaker around. "Aren't you always needed, little Marko?" They laugh, pushing their fingers into his side to tickle him. Alexander has half a mind to forget about Adrien in favor of dragging Marko off to play some games.

The vampire remembers Jikai's anger in the forest and turns to look back at him, their expression settling into something more serious. Right, it wasn't time for their games. They had a feeling getting permission and heading over to The Berserkers would be more interesting. "Anyways, our local stray cat disappeared up in the woods. There's a some blood up there, a faint scent trail. Witch thinks someone in The Berserkers might have something to do with it." They pause to take a breath, tugging distractedly at their hair. "So, we were wondering if we could take a trip over there. See if we can find our cat."