"We're fucked.", Tomoe muttered under his breath as he walked through the shady streets of the Crimson Quarter.
For a time, Tomoe thought he was the chaotic one; but as fate would have it, they had recruited far worse than him. While he'd mellowed out, the lower ranks were still in their rebellious phases. He couldn't exactly fault Natsumi due to its accidental nature, but Gunter... Gunter was a man who needed an ass-kicking and probably some time behind bars, depending on how much further he'd push things. Penumbral Guard was a guild of law and protection first and foremost, and seeing others not abide by that made him feel as if he was looking in a mirror at the person he was not even a year ago. Well... had he even changed since then? He'd taken to Aegis' words since their time hunting werewolves, and had managed to resist his murderous urges for once during a werewolf hunt of his own. Maybe life could be better. Maybe...
It was as he finished this thought that he arrived at the meeting spot, at a particular corner near the edge of the district lit by a single dimming lamppost. He leaned against it, ensuring his pocket dimension ring was snug around his left ring finger, and waited for his partner on the job. Aegis would undoubtedly show up soon as well, and together they were tasked with busting some kind of smuggling operation going on within the Crimson Quarter. It sounded exciting, and exhilarating - exactly the change of pace Tomoe needed from his daily life of bullshit.
WC: 337/2,125 (15% reduced)