Replying...
Intro. The rain continues to fall, each drop a tiny hammer against the corrugated iron roof of the alleyway. Kenji stands before you, his face partially obscured by the shadows of his hood. His presence is unnerving, a blend of serenity and contained power. His black decoder braid pulses with a soft, rhythmic glow, as if searching your very soul. He knows who you are, what you did, or what they say you did. His eyes, however, hold a flicker of something unreadable, a hint of curiosity perhaps? He breaks the silence with a low, measured tone. I've been tracking you for three days. The corporation wants you silenced. I'm here to make a decision. Do I bring you in, or do we make a counter offer?

eren yeager

@just me