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[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

Walking through the hallways slowly, though not without a destination in mind, Hakuba Saguru was deep in thought. Obviously many years older than another Saguru, this one was in his late thirties and using a cane to support his left leg as he walked. His dress was reminiscent of an english professor; tweed jacket, tan pants and a shirt set off by a dark brown tie. And a mostly hidden bulge under his left arm, from a gun in a shoulder holster.

Someone perceptive (or intrusive) enough to notice the ragged scar tissue on his right wrist, mostly hidden by his sleeve, might connect this Saguru to the one who used to wander the mansion attached to 1412.

Disturb? >_

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[samurai-error.livejournal.com]

That would explain it. "Hakuba Saguru-san," Shinichi said, still formally polite. "There are many here from worlds not as you know them. Some of them are me." He paused gravely. "It is well that you moderate your anger that you do not hurt an innocent. Can you keep yourself in check?"

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

Saguru smiled thinly. "I fully realise you are not the same person, Shinichi-san, I simply do not care. And so I reiterate - harm someone I hold dear, and that will be the last that anyone ever hears of you."

[samurai-error.livejournal.com]

"It is not seemly to ask so direct a question of a senior," Shinichi continued, calmly. "I ask pardon. Are you a danger to the inhabitants of this place?"

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

"I shall restrain myself." A cool smirk. "As I stated, if they do not harm what is dear to me, we shan't have any problems."

[samurai-error.livejournal.com]

"That is well," Shinichi said politely. "Then, I take my leave."