Lovely, Sunny Day (Kakeru)

[Eliza Carver]

"Is this where you put on a pair of sunglasses and pull out a memory-wiper flashy-thing?" Eliza asked.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru chuckled, still dripping crimson liquid life from his arm. "Nah, those guys're based out of Manhattan, but I've got 'em on speed dial if you'd prefer the flashy thing."

[Eliza Carver]

"Nah. No need to make 'em waste the effort." Eliza said. "Also, you might want to get that looked at. And could I have my shopping bag back?"

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru looked over his arm, chuckling. "Just a scratch. Well, a buncha scratches. That are bleeding profusely. Just a flesh wound. As for the bag..." He looked behind him, seeing the bag torn into bits. "Howsabout I reimburse you for double the value, since it's...well...yeah?"

[Eliza Carver]

"I suppose that could work." Eliza said. "And you seem to be losing quite a bit of blood. I'd suggest getting that looked at rather imminently."

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru chuckled again. "Nah, I'm fine." He insisted, as the color visibly drained from his face. "Totally...totally fine. Not...about...to...Nope." He wobbled a bit, before regaining his balance. "I'm...just gonna go bring this guy to my boss...and take a nice long nap...and eat a nice big feast."

[Eliza Carver]

"Okay, I'm calling 911." Eliza said, pulling out her cellphone and dialing the numbers, her finger hovering over the call button.

[Kakeru Daishori]

Kakeru panicked a bit. "N-nono, don't do that. They're not properly equipped for this. My employer has all the medical facilities I need. So...I'm gone. Ciao." He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out about thirty dollars, handing it to her before turning to walk away. "Keep the change."

[Michelle Haley]

"Thanks." Eliza said, deleting the numbers out. She watched him walk for a moment, then turned to continue on with her day.