In the rafters of the bar, a cold wind begins to blow. It has no known source, it is simply there. Where the lights cannot reach, the shadows being to move. The converge in the darkest reaches of the rafters and a figure begins to emerge. His crimson hair giving others a clue to his heritage, yet most try to avoid him. The dark mask over his face covering the blood red eyes beneath, as the dark staff is slung across his back. Emerging from the shadows, Hijikata takes a moment to feel the world about him, to feel the world as he had not done for so very long. The sensations were intense, more so since it had been so long. The various scents of the others came quickly to his nose, as did the smell of blood. With ease, he takes a small step away from the rafters and lands directly behind Roo. Taking a small whif of her scent, simply to enjoy it. He then takes a small step forward, closing the distance between them. "Hello Roo." He says as he gives a small smile, not showing his teeth.
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