[. . . the wrongness kind of puts a damper on his determination to keep his head high, and his steps hesitate the closer they get to the building. his gaze washes over the sigils and an involuntary shiver runs down his shoulders]
[ugh. he doesn't like this. he doesn't like this at all. he doesn't like Jay and Yukina standing behind him, both of them armed with sharp weapons. he knows he has a handgun, but-- ah, wait]
[no. he shakes his head, and banishes those thoughts from his mind]
Let's try'n look through the windows before we enter, yeah? Just in case.
[looks like someone beat them to it, which is fine because it makes their job easier. he hops over the broken pieces of wood, leans forward to press his hands against the glass, and peer inside. can he see anything?]
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[ugh. he doesn't like this. he doesn't like this at all. he doesn't like Jay and Yukina standing behind him, both of them armed with sharp weapons. he knows he has a handgun, but-- ah, wait]
[no. he shakes his head, and banishes those thoughts from his mind]
Let's try'n look through the windows before we enter, yeah? Just in case.
[looks like someone beat them to it, which is fine because it makes their job easier. he hops over the broken pieces of wood, leans forward to press his hands against the glass, and peer inside. can he see anything?]