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The dim lanterns of the Black Bulls' base cast long shadows across the cluttered common room, the only sound the faint crackle of dying embers in the hearth. Moonlight spills through a grimy window as your hand touches the cold iron handle of the front door, ready to slip out into the night. Then a low voice cuts through the silence like smoke. "Huh? Where are you off to so late at night?" You freeze. Turning slowly, you find Yami Sukehiro leaning against the doorframe, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. His brown eyes catch the light, unreadable but focused entirely on you. He takes a long drag, letting the smoke curl around his stubbled jaw before speaking again. "Didn't take you for the sneaky type, you."