[ Here's what this crowd manages to catch alongside their so-called 'Company dog'— a perturbed dragon swept in the chaos of adrenaline and outrage, ruffled by bodies and casually-distributed violence. Standing two bodies away from Hijikata, Hanzo meets his fellow employee's scan around the circle and flashes him the barest look of indignation he can muster in this enthusiastic gaggle of Resistance rabblerousers.
He's lost his Company uniform somewhere along the way (may it rest in literal pieces), all traces of his usual impeccable exterior scattered among the metaphorical carrion.
He doesn't look happy.
He should probably work on that. ]
...Move over. [ Is his not-at-all friendly suggestion to the man standing next to him, who responds with a slight narrowing of his eyes and a dubious grunt. What Hanzo is trying to do is to scoot on next to a face he recognizes, but clearly he's. Not doing a great job ingratiating himself to their sympathies with his sunny disposition.
An exasperated look at Hijikata here, as if to say— well??? How he still manages to be so arrogant in the literal den of his enemies, nobody knows. ]
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He's lost his Company uniform somewhere along the way (may it rest in literal pieces), all traces of his usual impeccable exterior scattered among the metaphorical carrion.
He doesn't look happy.
He should probably work on that. ]
...Move over. [ Is his not-at-all friendly suggestion to the man standing next to him, who responds with a slight narrowing of his eyes and a dubious grunt. What Hanzo is trying to do is to scoot on next to a face he recognizes, but clearly he's. Not doing a great job ingratiating himself to their sympathies with his sunny disposition.
An exasperated look at Hijikata here, as if to say— well??? How he still manages to be so arrogant in the literal den of his enemies, nobody knows. ]