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[The night fell in Tokyo with relative ease. It isn't Sailor Moon or her senshi that patrol the rooftops, it's Tuxedo Kamen.
He stops on an empty roof, taking care as he kneels on a ledge to overlook the bustling city below. So many people, yet hardly any knew of what was going on around them. Perhaps he preferred it that way... or maybe he was waiting for the right moment.
The top hat having been ditched a couple of rooftops ago, the Prince ran his gloved hand through his hair.
Come bug him tonight?]
He stops on an empty roof, taking care as he kneels on a ledge to overlook the bustling city below. So many people, yet hardly any knew of what was going on around them. Perhaps he preferred it that way... or maybe he was waiting for the right moment.
The top hat having been ditched a couple of rooftops ago, the Prince ran his gloved hand through his hair.
Come bug him tonight?]