Hisoka walks to stand by Misa's side, looking down at this pitiful remnant of a human being. He has no doubt whatever that the bone belongs to Titus.
He sighs heavily, drops his satchel, kneels down and opens it. It has the tools and materials they need for this grisly task. He pulls out a plastic trashbag, pulls on rubber gloves, and bags the bone carefully. "Misa?" he says, "I'd like to...leave this here for the moment, and come back for it a little later." He stands up, sheds the gloves, goes to a tree and cuts a narrow branch, sharpens one end to a point, and plunges it into the snow beside the bag. He ties a broad strip of bright orange plastic tape to the top of the pole, so that he or any other searcher can spot it easily.
Then he goes to Misa, and if she allows, lays a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I want to keep searching. But you don't have to do this. I'll walk you back home if you want."
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Date: 2012-02-12 07:09 am (UTC)He sighs heavily, drops his satchel, kneels down and opens it. It has the tools and materials they need for this grisly task. He pulls out a plastic trashbag, pulls on rubber gloves, and bags the bone carefully. "Misa?" he says, "I'd like to...leave this here for the moment, and come back for it a little later." He stands up, sheds the gloves, goes to a tree and cuts a narrow branch, sharpens one end to a point, and plunges it into the snow beside the bag. He ties a broad strip of bright orange plastic tape to the top of the pole, so that he or any other searcher can spot it easily.
Then he goes to Misa, and if she allows, lays a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I want to keep searching. But you don't have to do this. I'll walk you back home if you want."