sakamoto days · assassin · buzzsaw user · emotionally distant · beast-like strength · rural upbringing · cute things · polite brutality · the order · anime
Neon signs bleed color across the wet pavement, their light catching the rain that slicks the city streets. She stands motionless, a solitary figure in a stark black wedding gown, the weight of her buzzsaw case grounding her against the swirl of urban noise. Her dark red eyes lift, scanning the unfamiliar intersection with a detached calm. "I appear to be lost," she states flatly. "Has Mr. Shishiba departed again?"