Hisoka hears the click of a boot heel on cement, and becomes aware that the feet are his own. His red-gold hair ruffles in the moving air, and moisture beads on it. A fine mist of icy rain is wafting over the terrace where he stands. He is dressed in a naval uniform of the late 1890s or early 1900s, a brass-buttoned jacket belted over well- ( Read more... )

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