The Bookkeeper Does His Job

"The Bookkeeper Does His Job" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
==Summary==
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==Full Text==
Well… she left at the worst time.
Juro let his leg swing freely as he sat on an overhanging on one of the houses, situated above the chaos that unfolded below him. A roof exploded beside under a plasma blast, but he barely flinched as he continued to write easily into his notebook. Virion rumbled softly around him, the air rippling in motion as debris was deflected off of their space where they were. A scream punctuated through the flames a street down, then a gurgle, then silence. Still, the Bookkeeper continued writing.
There was another ripple through the air, by Juro’s left shoulder this time, and he slightly raised a brow as his ear picked up a soft conversation between Stonegit and the Warden. He was extremely curious about the name, but he was not one to force information his way, so he shrugged and he just let the words float through the small portal.
“Do you trust me?”
“With my entire heart.”
Milae and Dario’s voices sounded through to his right ear, and Juro perked up considerably. He passed a hand over it, and there was an image of a bird’s eye view of their heads that faded into existence. His glasses glinted under the flames that was slowly surrounding but not necessarily affecting him, following the time jumper’s actions. There was a flash of light upon metal, and the dark shadows of telltale blood. The heaviness that permeated even through the portal, the familiar blue glow, and the ancient voice, and the expression on Milae’s face hidden under his hood.
“Milae–” he caught his breath, but his own words were cut short immediately by a conspicuous snap that rang inside him. Something pulsed in his head, and a hand quickly shot up to his forehead, his brows furrowed in pain, “No! Not now–”
Juro grit his teeth as he watched both goat and deer disappear from the timeline, the portal zipping to a close as one more snap sounded loudly enough for a few rebels to look around in confusion. He groaned, and forced himself to take deep breaths, and the magic slowly started to calm as he exhaled carefully, dropping his hand to his lap. 
He closed his eyes for a moment, then he flipped the pages of his notebook to a certain timeline. Rio’s name popped up. His eyes flicked from side to side at an uncommonly slow pace, especially for him, following the events that started to unfold in the Right. He shook his head, the unwelcome interruption completely gone by then, “Gods…”
Juro grumbled, the feeling of annoyance that was now foreign to him but difficult to defy, washed over him for letting it break through again, and over Milae again. “Nope. I don’t care. I don’t care.” The portal to where the Warden and Stonegit were yawned wider, and he stood roughly before disappearing through it, leaving his spot on the roof behind. 
I don’t care. As I shouldn’t.
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Events
Category:Act I
Category:Jin Juro