Ran
o.o Ran von Snatch at your service
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Description
o.o
Personality
lol u crazy
Equipment
you gay
History
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Ran Sauntered silently up to the bar, sitting down on one of the stools as he blinked towards the bartender. Closing his crimson eyes as he slid a twenty on the top. "Black Velvet Canadian Whiskey please."
Ran took a slow sip from the glass infront of him, left hand reaching down to press lightly against the two blades on his left waist. His crimson eyes darted over to the apparent beacon. "..Lovely."
Ran quirked a brow as something hit his glass, spilling the whiskey all over the place. "Need help?"
Ran sighed as he tapped his fingers along the bar. "No worries, I'm sure someone here has a mop."
Ran looked down at the female he picked up as Kisa. "You sure seem to be in a good mood."
Ran chuckled at her happiness, he turned his eyes back towards the one who had caused the mess. "I'm Ran."
Ran sighed softly, "Today is boring as hell."