[The investigator swallows the last of his cake, shaking a few shards out of him like a wet dog. Landing nimbly on his feet, he toys with the suitcase.
His face looks deceptively innocent, were it not for the blood and stitches. But those are the breaks, the long and scarring breaks.]
Hmm? You know, you're pretty dumb for a college student.
[And from his case he produces his small quinque Scorpion: two knives. In his hands they become blurs, spinning and flipping in his hands with ease.]
Here, I'll help you. Here's how we say hello: hello!
[Like a charged missile he somersaults like a spinning blade towards Kaneki.]
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His face looks deceptively innocent, were it not for the blood and stitches. But those are the breaks, the long and scarring breaks.]
Hmm? You know, you're pretty dumb for a college student.
[And from his case he produces his small quinque Scorpion: two knives. In his hands they become blurs, spinning and flipping in his hands with ease.]
Here, I'll help you. Here's how we say hello: hello!
[Like a charged missile he somersaults like a spinning blade towards Kaneki.]