Post by Rain on Jan 30, 2007 16:57:01 GMT -5
Tsukiko made his way through the door of a rather familiar inn. He smiled at one of the girls that came to greet him, and quickly checked into a room. Sighing, he made his way up the stairs, smirking as he heard the sounds of people ducking to avoid the blade swung over his shoulder. He entered his room slowly, and placed the blade down near the futon.
Closing the door, he rejoined the throng of people downstairs, his scythe the only weapon he currently possessed. He ordered a drink from the bartender and took a seat, hoping to run into someone interesting.
Closing the door, he rejoined the throng of people downstairs, his scythe the only weapon he currently possessed. He ordered a drink from the bartender and took a seat, hoping to run into someone interesting.
