by Soshi Taira on Sat Apr 15, 2017 7:36 pm
(I exist to grumpily serve)
From the darkness, a dark figure emerged, garbed in dark kimono and with dark hair falling over his dark eyes. It was very dark, apart from the moonlight. So it wasn't that dark, but impressions were important.
Taira had gone to see the games event, and been driven out immediately by unacceptably public snogging. This had left him wandering the streets, pondering the way in which things seemed to have turned on their heads.
The site of an Otaku and her steed gave him pause, and he wondered what she was doing out this late, with her horse.
Scorpion Clan :: Good Cop :: Doctor :: Paragon :: Pragmatic :: Spirit-Touched :: Cursed
Honor: Untrustworthy
Status: 1.0
Glory: 3.0
CP: 2
Carries: Daisho, medical satchel, black and red kimono, tall collar 'mask', ink-splotched fanNow treating: Patient No.18
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Theme::
Struggle