Blood Package

Touching down before the village hospital doors, the corpse of the dead draped over his left shoulder, while the severed head hung from the hairs that were gripped by the right hand of the Omen. The Nova was fully clad in his Bloodoath armor, even the head. He dons his cloak proudly as he stepped forward and the automatic doors granted him access. As he enters the Keeper of Haven would take note of the few medical staff members behind the desk. Feeling somewhat rude for not securing the head in a more caring manner he watched as the blood drip and splatters across the whole tile floors.

Approaching the desk, he would wait until he was acknowledged, but giving his lack of subtlety with the corpse that didn’t take long. He would offer the corpse, along with the head, to the receptionist. Reaching into the slit of his armor to retrieve the note with the list of names, he would then address the staff.

“I would like to speak with someone of authority, please. I do not mind waiting if I must, but it is rather urgent that I speak with them. I have other priors to attend to.”

His voice was distorted within the helm, sounding somewhat bizarre to the human ear, matching his intimidating appearance. The White Death would stand and await for someone to heed his request.

Tsuna would figure that the hospital was more busy than what he could see with his actual eyes. Taking the corpse and head and stored it back within his dimension. Deciding to return later when they have the time to deal with his needs. He would then leave

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