[The letter had been passed to him during a previous encounter, boldly slipped into his hand at a moment when his attention had been diverted by the other Heroes for only a split second. He'd been surprised by the young Heroine's deft display of acrobatics and daring, but that was not why he had kept the note. His work, then, was finished. He'd sent the judgment of Thanatos down upon one more criminal and there'd been no need to stay.]
[But there was still a curiosity that burned within him, a desire to read what the young woman had felt was so important she needed to risk her well-being just to get the message across.]
[It was possible that the invitation was a ruse concocted by Agnes to boost Hero TV ratings. It was also possible that it was a trap put together by the Heroes collaborative. Whatever the case, Yuri donned the mask one more time and rose to accept the challenge. Arriving at the prearranged location, the note he'd been given rippled loudly in the wind.]
. . . such pitiful, childish games you Heroes play when the poor present hasn't even a bow.
[The note flares up in hand, burning so quickly and so brightly that not even ashes remain.]
No matter. The time for judgment has come.
[ooc: Not off putting at all! I hope the response is all right. Likewise, feel free to contact me at ambientshark if need be.]
Going with Blue Rose, but if you want we can play out the other scene in a new thread, too
[But there was still a curiosity that burned within him, a desire to read what the young woman had felt was so important she needed to risk her well-being just to get the message across.]
[It was possible that the invitation was a ruse concocted by Agnes to boost Hero TV ratings. It was also possible that it was a trap put together by the Heroes collaborative. Whatever the case, Yuri donned the mask one more time and rose to accept the challenge. Arriving at the prearranged location, the note he'd been given rippled loudly in the wind.]
. . . such pitiful, childish games you Heroes play when the poor present hasn't even a bow.
[The note flares up in hand, burning so quickly and so brightly that not even ashes remain.]
No matter. The time for judgment has come.
[ooc: Not off putting at all! I hope the response is all right. Likewise, feel free to contact me at