Pigments - Demyan
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He recognized the substance, the liquid that oozed off another persons wounded body. Yet this was rather different. The substance dripped off the body in front of him, yet instead of separating into droplets it stayed in place, sticking together like tar onto the body. The smell was different as well, a dizzying scent that was harsh on the nostrils, opposed to the metallic familiarity he often dealt with.
Unsure of what was going on, this person wandering through an alley in avoidance from the crowds could possibly be badly hurt and Kiryu couldn't just stand back and do nothing. He reached his hand out and grabbed the shoulder of the being in front of him to get their attention. "Hey, you shouldn't be walking alone with an injury like that."
