Prisoner Transport(Ryse/Jers)

He followed the other two as silently as could be done, the feeling of inertia and a difference in air being the first thing to greet him as he entered and exited the portal, arms spread for balance as he did his best to contain his flip flopping stomach.

after getting a hold of his bowels, he shook his head with an expression that read he hated teleporting and now knew it. following after Ryse when Ozaki had appeared with Yuuto, strolling behind the vampire and the man headed for trial.

//sorry it took so long & is so short! i haven't been doing the best mentally rn//

"Teleport is probably the cheapest option if there is indeed a teleport to there." It was a place tucked away from the world, traditionally only phoenixes knew where it was. So having a teleporter right to it... "If it were night we could fly there, but with the sunlight out I'd only get my wings scorched for my efforts." Right now all of his skin was covered and protected. But again the wings would not be. He was a little frustrated he hadn't thought this more through before coming here. But he'd been putting this off for too long as it was.

Thorough one way or another they all made it to where they needed to go. There was a bit of a weirdness about letting the non-pheonix’s in, but after explaining the situation the phoenixes at least decided to allow them to go through security. Security being the memory scan at the beginning, and a memory wipe at the end which would erase their memories of how to get there, though perhaps not of their time there itself.

It depended on if they were able to pass through security, and if their intentions were true.

From what he could see the Doorway had sigils on it, clearly marking it as a powerful magical artifact. A woman stood behind a desk next to it, head perched on a hand. She wore a headband that matched the sigils of the door, and as each person went through she closed her eyes. When she opened them she nodded each time, then signaled them through.

When it came time for Ozaki’s turn he tensed considerably as he walked through the machine that would scan his memories. She looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded him through.

When it came Yuuto’s turn to go through the machine she closed her eyes like everyone else, then visibly flinched. She had seen a lot in her time. Hell Ozaki’s memories had been quite the trip. But she had to not only measure the memories, but the heart of a person. And while Ozaki may have done ill, none of it had been of his own will.

Yuuto on the other hand, was rotten. Sure he had a tragic reason for being the way he was… But it was no excuse.

The woman picked up a stabler and very nearly chucked it at him, but held herself back. “Animal.” She growled, flame licking from her mouth. She then picked up a phone and stated. “We’re going to need an escort, the prison’s going to have a new inmate soon.”

Soon enough an escort of two phoenixes arrived, beckoned by the call. One of them had a pin on his outfit, ranking him as clearly higher up within the justice system. "Really? A human?" He drawled impatiently, holding out his hand expectantly for the band that enabled her to see the memories. Usually humans weren't imprisoned in their justice system. It had nothing to do with them. Why should they care what crimes humans committed? But he'd give it a look see at least.  "Lets see then."

She handed it over to him without compliant. As the memories flashed through his mind his brow furrowed. "His own daughter in a basement... Really?"

Ozaki shook his head, that didn't sound right. "No no no. Yuuto didn't have a dau-" Then he registered exactly what was going on. That came from Yuuto's own memories. No one in their right mind would call the phoenix girl Rika and him had found that fateful day Yuuto's daughter unless she actually factually was. Sunlight pouring in through the windows meant he could not remove even an inch of his coverings. He could not bite into and tear apart Yuuto with his own teeth as much as he wanted to... But he had everything else. He turned around slowly, the goggle-like shades hiding slitted pupils. Ozaki had just barely been keeping himself in check before now.

Hearing this... Was too much. Faster than anyone could blink, Ozaki was by Yuuto's side, punching him hard enough in the guy to rupture his spleen and send him crumpled to the ground, wheezing in agony from the internal damage inflicted. "I should have known. I always knew. I did. I always knew you were a monster." He snarled, kneeling over Yuuto. His voice was savagery and rage personified, blood lust sank through the layers of clothing he wore and into Yuuto's bones.

The man glared back, part in fear, and all in loathing. Bound by the hypnosis he could not speak, but his distain was clear by this alone. This he would not back down upon even as he looked death right in the face. 

Jerisidie was wuick to follow behind Ryse, sliding between Ryse and Yuuto so that if Ozaki could slip her grasp, there would be one more barrier. Wordlessly he nodded to indicate his agreement with Ryse, "He's a monster, but his death at your hands will hurt you far worse than anything else, because of those who didn't get their retribution on him. Do not show him your anger, he revels in it. Steel your rage, Ozaki, keep it for now. Use it to bring him to justice." he croaked, back to Yuuto.

His own trip through the sigil-riddled frame had been ... uneventful, save for the blood he had shed eons ago. Nothing had been said, merely a stare but that was all. Staring at Ozaki, he turned his gaze back to the fallen man, eyes dark with his own fury just from hearing what he had. Bending to roughly pick Yuuto up, he aimed to force him on his feet, hand at the collar of his shirt.

(im so sorry i took forever)