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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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[threestar-thief.livejournal.com]

"He wouldn't be the first crazed murderer I've executed." Ninety-nine murderers and a witch. All far more dangerous than one human, armed only with manmade weapons. All dispatched with quick precision and little injury to him.

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

"Mmn, but there comes the small detail of you hurting what's dear to me." He smiled thinly. "The both of us, you could not hope to take on."

[threestar-thief.livejournal.com]

"You underestimate me, sir."

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

"I highly doubt that."

[threestar-thief.livejournal.com]

"Well, there's no point arguing about this. If 1412 stays out of my way, I'll stay out of his."