I thought that might be the case. Try the year 2005.
[So another time-tossed Londoner. The only others he's met have been the chief justice and Mr. van Zieks, both employed by the Enma. He wonders idly if they're from the same span of years, though he's never quite confirmed whether the other two even know each other, really. oh boy do they ever kamui
It's Sholmes tapping the glass that catches the attention of the shopkeeper inside. The light back there finally clicks off... only for the lights in the rest of the store to turn on instead, showing off all those bright sweets more clearly. The owner soon emerges: a woman whose mouth and nose are largely covered by a surgical mask, waving at the two of them.]
Good idea. It's better than waiting out here.
[She unlocks the store and welcomes the two of them in, her kind smile only slightly muffled; strangely, the corners of her mouth are wide, peeking out from behind the mask. She didn't think she'd get any customers today, she explains-- too wet on the street for anyone to make the trek over.
Standing beside her is stifling to Kamui's senses, actually. He's stunned enough by the surge of malevolent energy from her that he momentarily hesitates. He recovers quickly, though, taking a step backward for Sholmes:] After you.
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[So another time-tossed Londoner. The only others he's met have been the chief justice and Mr. van Zieks, both employed by the Enma. He wonders idly if they're from the same span of years, though he's never quite confirmed whether the other two even know each other, really.
oh boy do they ever kamuiIt's Sholmes tapping the glass that catches the attention of the shopkeeper inside. The light back there finally clicks off... only for the lights in the rest of the store to turn on instead, showing off all those bright sweets more clearly. The owner soon emerges: a woman whose mouth and nose are largely covered by a surgical mask, waving at the two of them.]
Good idea. It's better than waiting out here.
[She unlocks the store and welcomes the two of them in, her kind smile only slightly muffled; strangely, the corners of her mouth are wide, peeking out from behind the mask. She didn't think she'd get any customers today, she explains-- too wet on the street for anyone to make the trek over.
Standing beside her is stifling to Kamui's senses, actually. He's stunned enough by the surge of malevolent energy from her that he momentarily hesitates. He recovers quickly, though, taking a step backward for Sholmes:] After you.