When faced with inhumanity

That was a weird shift.

In any case, the hospital is up to speed again, so could the patients that walked out during the shift please come back?

[He chews on the tip of his pen thoughtfully. There's not much to do until someone needs help. So since it's as close to a break that he can get, he picks a cookie out of his lunch bag.]

[Tsuzuki is distracted - he has rounded up snow by the center of the town, and is in the process of making a snow creature out of it. Unfortunately, it looks like he has no talent for making these things.]

[His snowman looks livid, has large glasses and a tie. That's as far as he gets before he goes inside the bakery to warm himself up. He opens the communicator.]

Just for your information, it looks like we were running out of mittens and scarves.

[Tsuzuki looks at the camera, slightly troubled. His furry ear twitches as he turns towards the door. He goes to check on it, apparently whining softly.]

Did you hear that?

[ooc: Tsuzuki's dressed as a puppy. I will be responding with puppybegsyou instead of purpledemoneyes sometimes.]

I'm so sorry. I know that's not enough, but.... To the people I hurt, I know you probably can't forgive me, but I'm still so sorry.

[Audio end.]

[OOC: Pretend I posted this days ago! D: Tsuzuki had a little run-in with River earlier. Being him, he thought he'd limp stagger walk the injuries off on the way home. He's still kind of dazed about all of it, really. It might just be the blood-loss speaking.]

[The feed comes on by accident, showing a very quiet shinigami. He's carrying one wing under his arm as if it was a newspaper, and his shirt is no longer white. Tsuzuki winces as he bends down to untie his shoes, but he'd determined to be as quiet as he can about going inside.]