Riverside

@Choi Chanhee He handed over his phone, unlocking it first, running his tongue along the inside of his cheek while looking around. This man was in shambles, tears everywhere... he must be embarrassed. Lucas tried not to look too hard, but truly, it was a little bit funny, and he didn't quite know why. The man just had such a lost innocent baby face. It seemed so out of place in ... the wild. Mentally, this visual was reminding him of that lollipop that dropped under the couch and Lucas rolled his eyes up and chewed on his bottom lip, to prevent from laughing out loud. What was wrong with him? This man could have been in danger. "... Are you okay? Why are you crying?" He had his arms folded, less on guard since he wasn't working but still wary of some ninja pixie boy moving him away from the group. Was this a trap?

@Wong Lucas Didn't people follow the moon or something to find their way? Man, if he knew. All he knew was that this silk blue top needed to be washed because the sleeves were damp with tears. Water stains on silk were ugly, and unfortunately, it was an increasing problem after he'd gotten after becoming a secretary. Why'd the hardest jobs pay so well? Would he even find his way back to said job? Ugh...
And just like that, his eyes were watery again, sniffles filling the cold air until a familiar voice called out to him. Or so he thought. Pink? Who was pink? Frozen in place when the man caught up, he was quick to cover the government ID hanging off the waist of his pants, gulping. It wasn't different from a regular ID, but anyone who was involved with government staff would be quick to catch on. "H-hi. Yeah, um. Can- can I use the maps app?"

@Choi Chanhee Lucas blinked lazily, watching the male turn and nearly crashed over the railing, then turned to his peers. They were watching the pink bob of hair scurry away as well, then all at once they looked to Lucas. Dark brows came together in silent confusion. "...What?"
' You scared him away...'
' He prolly gonna kill himself..
' If he do that might be a problem... so, Lucas."

No one said the words but Lucas knew what they were implying. He was to go check on the boy. Which okay okay, he figured if anybody did it, it would have to be him. The other guys could handle themselves so drifted off in the direction of heels clicking on the stone of the street as he broke into a jog. Where the did this guy get to? Slithery was the only way he moved so fast. Lucas past a shady side street ducking between the close cropped buildings and catching up the him. "Hey," He called, "Pink!" He only stopped jogging when he was close enough to him, just lanky and frail and lost as ever. How did he even get so far in this state. A ninja probably. "Sorry, to uh, scare you. You needed a phone ?"

@Wong Lucas Slender fingers curled around a dead phone, rapidly pressing the side button in hopes of bringing it back to life. He was walking aimlessly at this point, clad in silk blue top and a pair of white dress pants, the blazer long lost on one of the many streets he'd crossed. The temperature had dropped significantly around the cold waters, much to Chanhee's shivering dismay. Too many drinks and a few wrong turns. This wasn't how his night was supposed to go. With red, puffy eyes and a drunken flush illuminating his countenance against the darkness of the waters, Chanhee stood out like a stain on ivory carpet. He wasn't meant to be on this side of town. Not this late at night.

A baritone voice pulls him out from his teary trance, attention ripping away from the dead device to look at the man. He squinted. The younger's drunken stupor made it difficult to focus, hence, he found himself stumbling a few steps closer to get a better look. Maybe they had a working phone. "I'm sorry for disturbing you, but could I.." a chill ran down his spine when the larger of the batch looked his way, all words immediately caught in his throat. Glossy eyes flitted to each of the men's faces, taking them in one by one. Rogue and ill-fitting. They didn't belong here as much as he did. Was that a gun? Panic seeped into the pink haired male's veins and he found himself cowering before Lucas, knuckles white from how hard he was gripping his phone. "Do- Do you have a phone I could... Never mind. Sorry for bothering you!" With a shake of his head and a quick bow, the doll scrambled back and nearly hit the railing of the pier. Luck wasn't on his side, but he had enough to not fall in the river. Not wanting to risk what little luck he had left, the darling stumbled away with swift albeit unbalanced strides. Did he know where he was going? No. Was he going somewhere safer? Hopefully.

@Choi Chanhee "... But ey, gotsta see it through ma boi." The men laughed together, Lucas cracked a smile not quite feeling it in himself to laugh since he had missed most of the story. Darkness had settled over the city hours ago and now there were less and less people on the street. His head was on a swivel, hands folded neatly over his gun as he leaned against someone's car, at the back entrance to this apartment building. Tonight they were on backup duty. That meant he had to be dressed to run and armed to kill. To scarce passerbys, the group must have looked like buddies catching up after a night of drinks. The largest of four dressed a little too ... grunt for Travestere but no one was looking that hard. Except Lucas.

Wetting his lips and nodding along with the next story, something about the momma being finer than her son.. He couldn't be bothered. What caught his attention was a stumbling mop of hair making his way down the sidewalk opposite them. Weird. Lucas turned back to the story mildly listening to the other's escapades while sitting in his thoughts, tapping his fingertip on his gun. Travestere people always were acting like they were too good to have some drunks slugging their way through the streets, they acted as if it only happened in Pigneto. Bull as usual and it was even more dangerous this close to the river. "Can I help you, man?" Lucas blinked and swiveled around, the drunkard had crossed the space between them and had gotten this close without warning. Slowly he stood up, switching the safety on his gun and sliding it into the back of this pants, checking to see who else was in the immediate vicinity. "We're kinda busy right now, sir," His eyes scanned over the male's head, dropping down to him right after, "Did you need something?"