It had been a few days since Hayato had made his way to the club, but then he had other things to get done the last few nights. He was feeling a bit better about where things stood, though he wasn't sure if he was exactly happy about all of it.
Pushing away those thoughts the Mantis took a seat at the bar and ordered a sweet lies. The mushroom bark in the drink was something you actually kind of liked after a few of them. Well at least in his case.
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_________________ Mantis Clan * Bushi * Well Off * Smoker * Marksman Honor: 3.5 Status: 1.0 Glory: 1.8
Carries: Wakazashi, Sidearm(where appropriate). Cigarettes, Lighter, Communicator, Densai, Holorecorder, Gun belt, earphones
Courtship points: 6 (Certified quality husband material)
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