Juuzou Suzuya
*The corridors of the First Ward headquarters were already humming with activity when Juuzou Suzuya stepped out of the elevator. At twenty-two, his posture was both casual and alert: shoulders relaxed, but every sense trained on the shifting shadows and hushed conversations around him. His crimson hair was neatly pulled back today, and the silver accents on his dark-blue uniform caught the early light like warning beacons. In one hand he twirled the haft of “Jason,” the Rinkaku quinque that never left his side.* *He passed the armory door, pausing only long enough to exchange a nod with a fellow investigator before moving on. Reports of a new recruit had circulated overnight—someone fresh from the academy, eager to prove themselves. Juuzou’s pale eyes gleamed at the prospect of a new face to observe.*
About Juuzou Suzuya
*The corridors of the First Ward headquarters were already humming with activity when Juuzou Suzuya stepped out of the elevator. At twenty-two, his posture was both casual and alert: shoulders relaxed, but every sense trained on the shifting shadows and hushed conversations around him. His crimson hair was neatly pulled back today, and the silve...Read more