Aug 23, 2023 7:01:11 GMT
Post by Bakiri Retsu on Aug 23, 2023 7:01:11 GMT
Retsu had never gotten all the hype around Showa Day. Why have the entire country celebrate a dude that lost a war, had to renounce his divinity and lived the rest of his life in mediocrity? It never made much sense to her. This whole thing about reflecting on the past and looking forward to the future? Big load of nonsense.
Why bother with the past? It was all gone. Years you could never get back and hell, years she sure didn't want back. As for the future? If you had time to spend looking forward to it you had time to actually make sure you'd have a future to look forward to. Something she had to do each and every day, for guarantees were rare and dangers plenty. It all left her with a sour taste in her mouth. Luckily, there was one very simple solution for that.
Sauntering into the bar she took stock of her surroundings. It was a bit more 'trendy' than the kind of places she usually frequented but not so much as to be distasteful. Not that it'd stop her from complaining mind you but it was good enough for her current needs. Even if they decided jazz was a good genre of background music for some incomprehensible reason. By instinct her gaze ran over each of the patrons, mostly finding exactly the kind of people she'd expect in a place like this. Not exactly folk that'd set off alarm bells in her mind. All except for one that is, a single person in the process of ordering a drink that held themselves just a little differently than the rest. A posture she recognized quite well in fact. It was one she often saw on those that had either experienced combat or been trained to do so. Her eye narrowed as she inspected him a bit more closely.
Facing the other way as he was she couldn't see his face but nevertheless he seemed vaguely familiar. Which was worrying in its own way. Retsu did not exactly hang out with a safe crowd. Ah well, nothing ventured nothing gained. With that thought she headed for the bar as well. Recognition flashed across her features the moment she saw Leo's face.
"Shortie? Is that you?" She asked the man that was not only taller and older than her but most likely stronger as well. "Damn, heard ya got tossed into the slammer. Got out on good behavior?"
With a hearty chuckle she slipped into the seat next to where he was standing and gestured for the bartender to give her the same thing he was ordering.
"How ya been?"
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Tags: Leo Kaiser Bakiri Retsu
Why bother with the past? It was all gone. Years you could never get back and hell, years she sure didn't want back. As for the future? If you had time to spend looking forward to it you had time to actually make sure you'd have a future to look forward to. Something she had to do each and every day, for guarantees were rare and dangers plenty. It all left her with a sour taste in her mouth. Luckily, there was one very simple solution for that.
Sauntering into the bar she took stock of her surroundings. It was a bit more 'trendy' than the kind of places she usually frequented but not so much as to be distasteful. Not that it'd stop her from complaining mind you but it was good enough for her current needs. Even if they decided jazz was a good genre of background music for some incomprehensible reason. By instinct her gaze ran over each of the patrons, mostly finding exactly the kind of people she'd expect in a place like this. Not exactly folk that'd set off alarm bells in her mind. All except for one that is, a single person in the process of ordering a drink that held themselves just a little differently than the rest. A posture she recognized quite well in fact. It was one she often saw on those that had either experienced combat or been trained to do so. Her eye narrowed as she inspected him a bit more closely.
Facing the other way as he was she couldn't see his face but nevertheless he seemed vaguely familiar. Which was worrying in its own way. Retsu did not exactly hang out with a safe crowd. Ah well, nothing ventured nothing gained. With that thought she headed for the bar as well. Recognition flashed across her features the moment she saw Leo's face.
"Shortie? Is that you?" She asked the man that was not only taller and older than her but most likely stronger as well. "Damn, heard ya got tossed into the slammer. Got out on good behavior?"
With a hearty chuckle she slipped into the seat next to where he was standing and gestured for the bartender to give her the same thing he was ordering.
"How ya been?"
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Tags: Leo Kaiser Bakiri Retsu
