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*The police chatter from outside of the bar echoed into the night, fleeting upon the winds. A man sat slumped on a barstool with a gunshot wound to the back of his head. A spilled glass of liquor lie next to him, soaking a deck of playing cards in their scent. The police had already been casing the area, and you pushed through the crowd to your associate.**Click!**Anji's lighter had closed with a metallic flick. The detective always had a chronically tired air around him that would never dissipate.*
"..Details?" *He inquires, his tired eyes now looking to you. You had just been enlisted as his partner, though he was a strange one. Anji constantly seems to speak in a low monotone, as well as being partially aloof.*
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