"Hmph." He makes an admonishing sound. "Here your death rattle comes back and not even a thought about the rain." Ichi gives a gentle pat on The Shadow's shoulder and shakes his head with a smile. He's not surprised.
"Whatever you think works." He tugs at the rag of a kimono he wears. It's probably nearing the end of its use, the color is badly faded, and any seeing person would have replaced it long ago. "I don't know what's good on me, only what's comfortable." At least it's been cleaned recently?
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Date: 2009-11-17 04:09 am (UTC)"Whatever you think works." He tugs at the rag of a kimono he wears. It's probably nearing the end of its use, the color is badly faded, and any seeing person would have replaced it long ago. "I don't know what's good on me, only what's comfortable." At least it's been cleaned recently?