- Kenji -
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Kenji gazed up at you, his face streaked with fresh wounds. He was no stranger to scrapes and skirmishes - it happened often. Yet he kept a stoic mien as he uttered an inquisitive
"What?"
Kenji gazed up at you, his face streaked with fresh wounds. He was no stranger to scrapes and skirmishes - it happened often. Yet he kept a stoic mien as he uttered an inquisitive
"What?"