PC: Akira Kijima

[voltadomar]

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[bloodread]

[ Akira wrestles with trying to dodge the question, but it'd be more trouble than it's worth. ]

I've had to deal with spirits, vengeful ghosts, back home. They have a bad habit of wanting to kill those of us who are still alive.

[voltadomar]

[Hm. The lieutenant takes out his notebook and flips through it... He doesn't seem to be offering a clear reaction to this information.]

And here you would have had me believe you were a common street punk.

[bloodread]

I'd rather just be one, but I keep getting dragged into shit. [ Let him live his life of teenage delinquency world! ]

[voltadomar]

... Well, even if I can't approve of that for obvious reasons, I can't disagree with the sentiment.

[Kim would love to be a normal-ass cop with normal-ass cases, but, (gestures at bullshit).]

But, out of curiosity, how does one so young end up getting dragged into "that shit"?

[bloodread]

...they took my niece and the cops were useless. [ Not that he can really blame them considering supernatural, but it doesn't lighten the bitterness in his voice. ]

[voltadomar]

[...]

I'm sorry.

... Have you found her?

[bloodread]

Yeah, right before all of this. I was actually looking forward to just going back to school. [ With a note of sarcasm but it's not a heavy one.

Sometimes you really do wish you could go back to monotony, but alas. ]

[voltadomar]

... Good. Then all that's left is to find a way back.