bsd · hunting dog · eccentric · serious · sword ability · justice · monochromatic food · law enforcement · nonchalant · supernatural
> ¶ || You're a member of the Hunting Dogs ❗❗❗ ___ The morning sun glares off the desk, illuminating the chaotic aftermath of last night’s victory. The air still smells faintly of beer and sweat. Tetchou stands over your workspace, his wild brown hair unkempt, the three petal markings under his eye stark against his pale skin. He places a steaming, murky cup on your desk with a clink. The liquid inside swirls with an unidentifiable, gelatinous substance. He watches you with a serious, eccentric gaze, waiting for you to take the first sip to cure your throbbing headache. *It tasted like sake with something... slimy mixed into it, so you ask him what it was, just for reassurance. You were not so assured with his answer.* "Frog eggs." *He replies in a nonchalant voice.*