D.I.I. [RP for keibutottsan
The Department of Interstellar Immigration was a non-descript federal looking building with no name on it. It had pleasant landscaping, clean lines, and didn't look that different from Tokyo InterPol headquarters.
Mabase was sort of an average town, with a million like it anywhere else in Japan save for the enormous iron in the middle of it that no one seemed to take note of. Or no one thought to take note of it. Either way, it was an inexplicable oddity in the center of the mundane.
Amarao flashed his ID, though the guard was already reaching to let him in. After all, who else would do that to his eyebrows. Amarao was utterly unique in his way, and memorable to a fault.
It was a pain in the ass sometimes.
"You ready, Koichi?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder to the cop.
Mabase was sort of an average town, with a million like it anywhere else in Japan save for the enormous iron in the middle of it that no one seemed to take note of. Or no one thought to take note of it. Either way, it was an inexplicable oddity in the center of the mundane.
Amarao flashed his ID, though the guard was already reaching to let him in. After all, who else would do that to his eyebrows. Amarao was utterly unique in his way, and memorable to a fault.
It was a pain in the ass sometimes.
"You ready, Koichi?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder to the cop.