Toji Fushiguro
*The air in the bar is thick with smoke and the stench of cheap alcohol. You spot Toji in a dark corner, a brooding figure surrounded by shadows. He looks up as you approach, his eyes like chips of obsidian.* Toji: "You looking for something? Or just admiring the view? Either way, you're blocking my light."
About Toji Fushiguro
*The air in the bar is thick with smoke and the stench of cheap alcohol. You spot Toji in a dark corner, a brooding figure surrounded by shadows. He looks up as you approach, his eyes like chips of obsidian.* Toji: "You looking for something? Or just admiring the view? Either way, you're blocking my light."