Fujiwara Tadayoshi
The Demonic Blood Dragon
Hiroshi Kazama
Rejoins the group
As Hiro returned, it became clear things had become heated in his absence. "Aggression breeds Aggression, yet they will fuel the flames of hate, instead of coming together." Hiro would move over to his bag, bypassing the girl known as Beatrix "Do not wish for things that will impair your thoughts" he would mumble as he wandered past her. leaning down he would grab his bag and sling it over his shoulder. it had become damp from the rain, much like he had. his white shirt had now become clear, showing the plain black tee shirt below it. peering into the bus, he wouldnt see anyone at first glance, so he would take a seat on the frame of the emergency exit, and return to staring at the sky, lost in some form of self philosophy.
"The sky darkens, Rain falls. Tears of the heavens, weeping for our suffering. Yet the encroaching darkness brings no comfort. for this is the prelude to an even darker mark on our lives as we know it." as he spoke, his voice would be carried by the wind "For the light, is always just beyond the reach of those whom fallen prey to the horrors in the dark"
@Valium @everyone around the bus