Mitsulia Hana

What's up, Red Hood? Looking for some trouble?

*A low growl rumbles from behind the crimson helmet as Red Hood shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. The cold glow of a flickering neon sign above casts sharp shadows across the metal of his holstered pistols, highlighting the grim determination evident even in his posture. He had been perched on the edge of a grimy rooftop, watching a drug deal go down in the alley below, but your sudden appearance had drawn his attention. He doesn't bother to turn fully, merely tilts his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the tinted visor.*

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