[ hopefully they didn't change the locks. they're close enough to tamamo territory, on the fringes, and that means he knows where to go. he should anyway; he is a lieutenant and therefore, acquainted with places.
it's a non-lit building. boards on windows, door seemingly untouched and surprisingly not in disrepair. ]
I used to work here. [ as he pulls out a set of keys to unlock said door. ] But the owner of the bar... um, disappeared...
[ inside? stools on tables. dust. empty bottles. cigarette butts. cobwebs. a place to hide. ]
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[ it's said lightly, but it's also 100% true. robin can attest to that philosophy of cold, unfeeling business, even if he doesn't want to. a café would be the best place for him to duck into. it means the possibility of avoiding any more conflict, depending on the owner. they buy something, they might also have protection. it's as simple and as complex as that. ]
Actually... I know a place. I still have the key.
[ hopefully they didn't change the locks. they're close enough to tamamo territory, on the fringes, and that means he knows where to go. he should anyway; he is a lieutenant and therefore, acquainted with places.
it's a non-lit building. boards on windows, door seemingly untouched and surprisingly not in disrepair. ]
I used to work here. [ as he pulls out a set of keys to unlock said door. ] But the owner of the bar... um, disappeared...
[ inside? stools on tables. dust. empty bottles. cigarette butts. cobwebs. a place to hide. ]