have an ex-captain, y/y?

[wolf_disguised]

[There is a tall, gaunt man standing somewhere, surveying the scene. He is appointed in a navy blue uniform of the Meiji police force, sans hat. A white-gloved hand flicks ash nonchalantly from the embers of his cigarette, while another settles at his side where a katana is sheathed.]

And mirrors of the past suddenly emerge.

[A sardonic smile

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[candyswords]

Aren't we a little grim♥

[wolf_disguised]

You're far too cheerful. But it masks the scent of blood on you and the calluses on your hands.

[candyswords]

No such thing as being too cheerful. Especially if it hides such things.

But it seems it didn't hide it at all from you~ So who are you, I wonder, that can so easily scent it out, hm?

[wolf_disguised]

Only those with the skill to act as they please may do so.

A man hardened by war.

[candyswords]

It's a good thing I've the skill then, hm?

And many men have been hardened by war - you must be good if you weren't laid to rest by it.

[wolf_disguised]

Good. Far from it.

[candyswords]

And what war was it that hardened you so, hm?

[wolf_disguised]

Many. Tobafushimi, Boshin . . . Things long gone, but never erased.

[candyswords]

Oh~ I see. That must have been very hard. But you were on the winning side?

[wolf_disguised]

No. And yes.

[candyswords]

I see. And what side would that have been?

[wolf_disguised]

I will not tell you what has not yet come to pass.

[candyswords]

You'd be surprised what I already know. Funny things filter through when you ask the right questions of the right people.

[wolf_disguised]

Then go and ask them.

[candyswords]

But I want to know about you.

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[wolf_disguised]