Cloud AU's

x BSD: Familiar faces

"He's persistent."

"You tell me, I thought nobody could stand up against Reborn when he's serious, aside from us and maybe his students..."

"Perhaps this is the moment to try one of my inventions?"

"Or for me to have a go at it?"

"No, we need them coherent for questioning and hostage exchange.
Got any other bright ideas though, Fon? Anything from you, Verde?"

Lal's question was met with low grounding and a shake of the head.

Reborn came out of the room, closing the metal door behind him. He looked tense and visibly annoyed.  "Got anything?"

"Sadly," Collonello pipes up "the fuckers record's the cleanest I've seen yet, for a Mafioso born and raised at least. I take it you had the same amount of luck?"

Reborn's gleaming glare had him wisely shut up.

"Mu, why is Skull even the one guarding our hostage?" Viper appears, taking the situation in.

"Fake security." Reborn easily replies and the miser shrugs.

"Makes sense, he looks the most harmless out of us."

Ain't that the truth. For most civilians it'd be the other way around, biker gear seeming more intimidating that a nice black Armani suit.

"You got anything from your informants?" Fon asks the Mist, making them grumble.

"Nothing to assist the interrogation."

A sigh from all of them.

"I'll go again." Reborn turns to enter the cell once more but Skull opens the door a smidge to poke his head through. Reborn raises a brow, taking the other in. "Lackey, why did you leave your post?"

"Since it seems we're not gonna make much progress, do you mind if I call a friend?"

"For what?? What could they do, civilian's are--"

"It was rumored at my old workplace that they were in the mafia, and he definitely had a hand in dealing with city problems, if you get what I mean."

A grunt. "Got a name?" Viper asks.

"I could just call him, put him on speaker phone and have him interrogate the guy." Skull offers, not outright defiance but very closely skirting the edge of it.

"You place that much trust in this supposed mafioso, over a phone call." Lal scoffed.

Skull huffed, matching her annoyance. To give her credit, this has gone on long enough without progress. "At least let me try. We're not gonna gain much ground as it stands."

"He's got a point, as much as I hate to acknowledge it." Verde admits. Unspoken agreement came and done. Reborn grunts.

"Fine. 10minutes, that's it and no crucial info from our end."

Skull brightens and fishes his phone out. It's a private one, an old and well-used flip-phone that's definitely seen better days, seeing the numerous scratches and small burns. He claps it open and calls the first number.

Emergency contact? Must be an important person to him...

Skull just cheerily spoke into the receiver. "HellO--uh, why do you have-" a pause, a crash in the background followed by a high-pitched scream and annoyed shouting "is that him in the background? He got a new mushroom?--ah no, yes, that makes sense. Anyways, could you get him on the phone? I need his help...   No, sorry, though maybe get our ace too?--- Yes, hello sensei, it's good to hear you're well.----