PRE-GAME CATCHALL.

[chakushi]

Who: Hanzo Shimada and anyone who would have pre-game CR with him!
Where: Probably on Leith, but hmu for any deets here.
When: Anytime in the past 4 years, let's roll.
Summary: Pre-game CR establishment with an asshole, tbh
Restrictions/Warnings: None atm! Will add if necessary.

Comments

[chakushi]

[ There's something to be said about this, talking about truth as they're about to set fire to a respectable hill of corpses. It seems empty at best and insulting at worst— Hanzo doesn't miss the ultimate futility of debating philosophies when they have people to turn into ash, but it's not as if they have anything better to be discussing.

He passes along whatever identification he's happened upon in the pockets of the dead, because he trusts Julius to catalog everything as neatly as anyone can manage. ]

An honorable pursuit.

[ And really, that's all any of them ever have in the end. A way to convince themselves that they did well.

Hanzo rolls his shoulders, and looks out onto the streets. ]

I will contact the team responsible for incineration. That should conclude our duties for the day, unless they ask us to do the burning ourselves.

[tousei]

[ The cards are taken with care, surprising gentleness as he examines each and moves to the terminal where he had left the data entry tablet. Julius operates the touchscreen with practiced ease, each name cross-checked and referenced with the data sheets already within. These documents will have to be destroyed at the appropriate centres, but that's out of their scope. ]

Alright.

[ He's already burned bodies before with Sion, and Hanzo's words bring back the memory of dancing flames. He had gained a friend that day, though it only deepens his conviction to distance himself from them.

Better to die alone than drag others down with him.

Uncharacteristically he fumbles with the tablet, a card falling to the ground in his distracted state. He makes a faint sound of displeasure before picking it up. ]