OOC: By the way, it's Kyo Crim :P
IC:
(Streets)
Walking down the road in his typical attire; that of a gray trenchcoat, a black vest and his usual green tracksuits, Kyosan headed towards Laboratory #13. He had realised that if there was anyway to remind Crimson, it would probably be to head there himself; the phone probably would be droned out by the sound of the machines inside.
Making his way up the hill towards Laboratory 13, he approached the door, before knocking sharply three times, and awaited a response. "He must be up to something, huh." He muttered to himself under his breath.
IC:
(Streets)
Walking down the road in his typical attire; that of a gray trenchcoat, a black vest and his usual green tracksuits, Kyosan headed towards Laboratory #13. He had realised that if there was anyway to remind Crimson, it would probably be to head there himself; the phone probably would be droned out by the sound of the machines inside.
Making his way up the hill towards Laboratory 13, he approached the door, before knocking sharply three times, and awaited a response. "He must be up to something, huh." He muttered to himself under his breath.
