Aussie Psychic/Hunter Rolling Through

[darksmokerising]

 That demon ruined my favourite jacket.

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[darksmokerising]

I think [she says this thoughtfully, cradling her drink as she regards the jacket and the house she's exited ] that certain moments in life should have at least one drink attached to them, preferably in the company of others. Birth and death are the clear winners.

[Merlan sits cross-legged, her expression somber.]

May peace take Takamara Jiro, the man whose body was taken and his soul chained, to the land of his kin and the divinity of his choosing. May his family, too, find peace in this moment of his freedom.

[Though her prayer is quiet, she hopes it finds the proper ears, for not everyone believes in the same way. There is nothing left of the body, now, just ash swirling in the wind. His body will never host another demon.]