[For the moment, Takasugi is enraptured enough - or at least presenting himself as such - in the conversation around him to not search the room for other persons of interest. Anyone caught staring could fall into several categories: those who wish to join, those who harbor hatred, and those who were too high to know better.
All of whom are no real danger.
It's the ones who take care to be surreptitious that require more attention.
Takasugi keeps his face tilted away, hair and bandages obscuring one side and a hand resting against his cheek obscuring the other. The only clear photo of him Kate may get is when he leans back, a languid stretch that reveals as much of his chest in his unbuttoned shirt as it reveals his face.
It appears he's leaving, his drink unfinished on the table and no payment for the services to be seen. Seems it was on his company.
Walking out to the street, Takasugi stopped several paces from the door, tapping his pipe and refilling it with simple tobacco. He's under the awning of the establishment still, with clear view down an alleyway lit only by a single flickering bulb.]
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All of whom are no real danger.
It's the ones who take care to be surreptitious that require more attention.
Takasugi keeps his face tilted away, hair and bandages obscuring one side and a hand resting against his cheek obscuring the other. The only clear photo of him Kate may get is when he leans back, a languid stretch that reveals as much of his chest in his unbuttoned shirt as it reveals his face.
It appears he's leaving, his drink unfinished on the table and no payment for the services to be seen. Seems it was on his company.
Walking out to the street, Takasugi stopped several paces from the door, tapping his pipe and refilling it with simple tobacco. He's under the awning of the establishment still, with clear view down an alleyway lit only by a single flickering bulb.]