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Gaijin stood up from the desk after Logan had fallen asleep. He grabbed his coat off the back of the chair and slung it around himself. He took up the throwing blade he'd used on the last vampire, dropping it into a cleaning solution. He took a pair of tongs and brought it carefully up, setting it in a small basket to let it drip dry. When it was drying, he pulled a vial from the rack near the back of the desk. He carefully snapped the vial into the inner part of the blade and slipped the reloaded weapon into the holster on his left front with its other three matching weapons. He slipped the katana in its holster inside of his coat in a good place where it would easily be drawn. After arming himself to the teeth with his usual array, Gaijin slips on his shades and heads for the door. He wished that Tsunami were around, he could use her company and her help. But she wasn't atleast not right now. He closes the door behind him, stepping out into the night and looking around through the special shades. There doesn't seem to be any problems around, so he begins to walk down the street, sweeping the area for anything. His bike wasn't working at the moment, so he would have to do his patrol on foot.

Gaijin had his hands in his pockets, black hair being mostly unkept and slightly spikey. His black trenchcoat covered much of him, and his gaze swept the area through the shades as if looking for something. The wind was cold, bitterly so, as if the winter was clawing to hold on with every fiber or its being. There had been warmer days, but this night was cold. The short man stopped under a street light and took his hands out, rubbing them together slightly. There was hardly anyone out at this time of night at this area. It wasn't all that popular a spot after all, and it was cold.

Gaijin's eyes tracked along the street out of sheer instinct, he didn't know what he was looking for because of this Shadow Shi problem. Most people were staying indoors at night with this killer at large, and he had no idea what would happen if he were to come across this being. To do something like that to Logan, it would have been a very strong contender. Though that could make it an interesting encounter indeed. His eyes fell over a figure down the street, a lone figure, and that was something strange in itself.

Gaijin moves out of the light and down the street, and any non-human worth their salt could tell my his scent that he was human. He made his way down the street towards the figure standing there and he put his hands back into the pockets of his jacket. His eyes searched the face under the hood for a moment in complete silence. So then, what brings you out to this part of town at this time of night? Not exactly the easiest place in town.

Gaijin let a smile tug at the corner of his lips and he started to chuckle. He shrugs non-chalanty and turns slightly away from her, opening up the left side of his coat. Inside, held by a strip of cloth, was a finely crafted katana. When he lifted the cloak, she would also be able to see 4 throwing weapons and 8 vials of what looked light slightly bluish water. Mean anything to you? So, what happens if I am a Hunter?

-he awakens in his hotel room, he stands from his chair and makes his way over to the window, he gazes out, noone is in sight, mostly scared off by the most recent "happening" with this killer, he opens his window and hops out, his duster flowing behind him as he falls, he lands lightly on his feet and starts a walk like nothing had happened, he makes his way down the street-