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Another day, another case. Seemed he couldn’t get a break for long; this island and it’s inhabitants were as unpredictable as he was, it seemed. Sighing out a huff of cigarette smoke, Kiritsugu leaned against the wall outside the agency. It gave him a chance to think over his findings; decide his next move.
Spotting a young woman caught him from his thoughts; as heavy-leaden as they may be. He cleared his throat, and stepped forward to greet her. “The agency’s pretty busy. You need somethin’?”

















