I remember somebody was talking about being born with tattoos and scars on their face a while back. I forget who it was, but lemme know if you see this.
[Kiba has rushed through as much of his paperwork as he could manage. It was overwhelming, and it was depressing--Snap knew how best to get his point across about risking one's life needlessly. So Kiba was glad to be done for the day, to go out and meet the guy from his memory.
Reaper. The word alone resonated inside him, even though that couldn't be the guy's real name. He jogged over to Smoke's from Adventurer's HQ, stepping through the door to scan the room for a familiar face or reiatsu.]
[Reaper wasn't sure what kind of person he was meeting, but Kazahana has said he had red hair and tattoos on his eyebrows. That had reminded him of his dream... and this seemed to make sense out of that.
He'd arrived at the bar a bit early since he wasn't on paperwork duty like certain other people, and was seated near the door so he could watch people enter.
When Kiba arrives, the shock of spiky red hair is like a stab with a needle in his brain. This was the person from his dream, no doubt about it. He had more tattoos now, but it was undoubtedly the same man.]
[When Reaper spoke, it was instant recognition, and Kiba turned to face the utterly familiar voice. He looked older than in his memory, and he had the scars from the attack.
Kiba's face was blank with surprise for just a moment before it split into a wide grin. Fuck if he could remember anything else about this guy, but it was good to see him.]
Yo, Reaper. Glad you made it.
[He moved closer to the table, dropping into the seat across from the other man, still with that huge grin on his face.]
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Kagerou says you feel like the rest of us--I don't know if it's you, but I figured we should meet so I can find out.
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What was the tattoo of?
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Reaper. The word alone resonated inside him, even though that couldn't be the guy's real name. He jogged over to Smoke's from Adventurer's HQ, stepping through the door to scan the room for a familiar face or reiatsu.]
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He'd arrived at the bar a bit early since he wasn't on paperwork duty like certain other people, and was seated near the door so he could watch people enter.
When Kiba arrives, the shock of spiky red hair is like a stab with a needle in his brain. This was the person from his dream, no doubt about it. He had more tattoos now, but it was undoubtedly the same man.]
Kiba?
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Kiba's face was blank with surprise for just a moment before it split into a wide grin. Fuck if he could remember anything else about this guy, but it was good to see him.]
Yo, Reaper. Glad you made it.
[He moved closer to the table, dropping into the seat across from the other man, still with that huge grin on his face.]
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