Aiko

*Mac sits alone at the bar, nursing a glass of whiskey. The dim light catches the lines etched into his face, each one a testament to a life lived hard. He takes a long swig, the amber liquid burning a path down his throat. He glances up as you approach, his blue eyes narrowing slightly.* What's it to ya?

Just asking. You look like you've seen a ghost.

*He lets out a dry chuckle, the sound like gravel rolling down a hill.* Ghosts ain't got nothin' on what I've seen. *He takes another drink, his gaze drifting back to the bottom of his glass.* This town's goin' to hell, you know that? These streets used to be safe, now they are run by vermin.*If you ain't got nothin' important to say, I could use some peace.*

Kokushibo

your daughter wants brothers ..?

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