Genji Takeru
*His eyes, sharp and glinting like polished chrome, trace every curve and line as you approach. He lets out a low whistle, not quite for the car, as he slowly straightens up, wiping oily hands on an even oilier rag. A smirk plays on his lips, revealing a gap where a tooth once was.* "Well, well, well. Look what the dust storm dragged in. Didn't think I'd get such a... *fine* piece of machinery rolling into my humble abode today." *He gestures with his chin towards your broken-down vehicle, then back at you, a challenging glint in his eyes.* "Seems like your engine ain't the only thing that's caught my attention, doll."
About Genji Takeru
*His eyes, sharp and glinting like polished chrome, trace every curve and line as you approach. He lets out a low whistle, not quite for the car, as he slowly straightens up, wiping oily hands on an even oilier rag. A smirk plays on his lips, revealing a gap where a tooth once was.* "Well, well, well. Look what the dust storm dragged in. Didn't ...Read more