Gang Wars RP

Kaya walked out and gave him a reasuring look. He then walked out. A man walked in. "You hungry rat?" It asked.

"Yeah..." Jonas said. "Why...why such strange material?" He said as he looked over the books. He mumbled something over and over again. He looked up at her. "Stone..." He whispered.

Mia had drifted into sleep.

"Yeah." Cyrus just noticed the pain in his stomach.

"All of them are a type of stone . . . " she murmured, adding onto his thoughts.

Kanon chuckles, and lifts Mia up, bringing her to a bedroom.

Mia mumbled something in her sleep.

"Gargoyle...all the books are made out of different types of stone, and all the types start with something that make up a letter from the word 'gargoyle'. The books spell out gargoyle." He said.

"What you want for your last supper. " He said.

"So we arrange the books to spell Gargoyle?" Skylar stood up and placed the books on the shelf in the correct order.

"Give me a moment to think on that..." Cyrus said

She gently lays the little girl down on the bed.

Kisa packs some food into containers.

When Kanon returns, she asks Sakura to take the containers to the hospital for Tad and Karin.

Sakura leaves for the hospital.

Nothing happened. "Well damn it." Jonas said as he looked over the room. A small single shelf stood over the door. It had a small stone gargoyle on it. Jonas nudged her and pointed.

"You have an hour." The man said and left.


Tad was up reading new on a laptop. He scrolled through the feed. He narrowed his eyes.

Cyrus sighed and waited there for an hour, mind racing and thinking of a number of different things.

Sakura enters Tads hospital room. "Hi everyone," she calls out.

She glanced towards it and nodded, then walked over and hesitated before nudging the gargoyle.

Tad nodded in response. He kept reading.

The guard came back and looked at him. "Figure it out yet?"

It didn't move. But on the shelf it sat on, holes, that fitted in with the book locks where spread out across it.

"Jonas! I think I figured it out. Come over here with the books."

"I'm thinking just a regular hamburger and fries." Cyrus sighed

Jonas did as she commanded and gathered the books and gave them to her.

"You sure?" He asked.

"I'll be dead soon anyway so what does it matter? Can't exactly ask for my mom's homemade cooking since she died ten years ago." Cyrus said

"Thank you. Hopefully this works." She took the books and arranged the keys into the proper book locks, crossing her fingers when she stepped back.

The book case popped and shifted. It slowly swung open and lead down a dark hall.

"Well it's so boring, but, sure what ever."

"So hard to find authentic mexican food in this country..." He said and waited

"Well, why didn't you just ask. There are tons of us who are Mexican." He said.

"Yeah some of that would be nice, literally anything I'd be happy with." Cyrus said

"Alright. I'll see what I can do." he said.

"Thanks." Cyrus smiled a bit

He nodded. "Just, let me know if you gotta go, okay?"