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Misunderstandings
Topic Started: Oct 10 2012, 04:41 PM (1,483 Views)
Ao Arashi
A daily routine is often pacing back and forth along the same path. As such, Ao is often seen in a particular China shop, looking over the small figurines. His daughter had wanted one. A small dog made from China. It was an adorable thing. It hadn't sold in the past few months, being able to tell because him and his daughter put a black dot on the bottom. He rotates the small thing in his hands, looking it over with his tired eyes. Bags hung underneath them, showing he didn't sleep often. Setting it down he walked around, hands in his pockets, looking at the various other merchandise.

A sigh escapes Ao's chapped lips. His clothes were unkempt, creased and looking worn several times. He was a mess. So much, that one could probably identify him as a homeless person just from how haggard he looked. A small, but messy beard crossed his face, grown short, but obvious in the fact he hadn't shaven in a month or two. He shuffled aimlessly about the shop for just a little bit longer. He was going to leave soon to head to the next place that gave him good memories of his poor little girl. Shoulders slumped as he returned to gaze longingly at the small dog made of fine china.
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The moment Jin walked on the scene, Alice stopped giving the sour old man even a second glance, walked over to him. She winced at Butts attempt to get the crowd to go away, but that was all on him.

"It was routine. Chang called for help, because apparently window shoppers are life and death. Seemed to be a waste of time. I left, everything seemed resolved....you can see the corpses of the Yakuza who attacked me after that. The man who Chang had called about had killed them all. He went into a rage at the mention of Yakuza's. I don't know if that's an asset, or a curse at this point, given the mess that occurred from it."

She kept her voice clipped, and she couldn't help but let her resentment about being called out here for no reason, and ending up being attacked, ridiculous. "There's my summary, Jin."
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Ao had remained against the wall after the incursion, his depression slowly taking back hold over him in place of his anger. The threat was dead, he was fine for now. From the mellow look about Ao, it was hard to tell if he was the one who had caused such a huge scene. The young adult looks up at Jin as he arrived. He looked beyond haggard, as if life had given up on him and as a result, he was beginning to give up on it.

His fingers moved inside his pockets as a soft sigh escapes his lips as he looks to the side. He spoke up as the crowd was dispersing. "I'm sorry." His voice was weak, but still held some kind of strength behind it. The sound was like a broken man, weak and submissive. "I didn't mean to cause such a scene. My anger is something of a double-bladed sword it seems."

He looks at Jin. Something about that grizzled man looked familiar. Perhaps from his past life as a doctor? He couldn't place his finger upon it, but he felt he knew this mysterious figure.
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