<hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)"><span style="font-size: 22px">Kenji Inata</span></span>​</div><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/screenshot-2022-12-09-120904-jpg.138465/" title="Screenshot 2022-12-09 120904.jpg">
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</div>Alias: Asshole / Street Rat / Raven<br/>Power: Personal Gravity<br/>Age: 26<br/>Date/Time: Evening<br/>Mood Music: Love Letters – Mauve<br/><div style="width: 54px;

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</div></div>⬅  Play Me<br/><br/><br/>Tagging: Cloe<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">Purplefairydust</a><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>He knew he was goading her, but that was the fun of it. She was a Parkour expert and all-around pain in his ass. He wouldn't have it any other way. Freckles wasn't<i>boring</i>. She was tough, and he knew that she might eventually catch up to him.<br/><br/>Well…if he wasn't a Super, she might.<br/><br/>He was just about to tell her he would climb up to her when she took a few steps back and then ran forward and jumped.<br/><br/><i>Holy shit! She jumped!</i><br/><br/>He ran to the edge, convinced he'd see her bounce off the wall or plummet to the ground when she somehow grabbed a windowsill and used it to vault herself onto the rooftop he was on.<br/><br/>Holy shit, indeed!<br/><br/>"Damn, Freckles! That was ballsy!" Kenji was laughing, but she marched up to him with daggers shooting out of her eyes, and he figured if she had been a Super she would have shanked him by now and left him in the gutter bleeding to death. He took a step back as she came much too close for comfort, making him feel like he really<i>was </i>in her space.<br/><br/>Her personal space, not her 'territory.'<br/><br/>His lips parted; he was going to explain why he was there when she asked him who the fuck Willy was, and why she should care about his Wanka.<br/><br/>Willy's Wanka.<br/><br/>His lips curved into a smile and he was at a loss for words. "Ah," he coughed at the effort of holding back the belly laugh that wanted to spew out. "You want to know," he licked his lips. She wasn't serious, was she? "Why you should care about Willy's Wanka?" That made a chuckle bubble from him.<br/><br/>"Seriously? You don't know about Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory? Charlie and the Chocolate Factory?" Now he was laughing; he couldn't help it. "Are you for real?" He cupped an arm around his waist as he tried to hold back his laughing. "Good God, woman – did you even read the note, or were you too upset that I was littering in 'your' city?"<br/><br/>He tapped the plane in her hand with the back of his fingers. "I won an all-expense paid trip to Thieves' Paradise – Zodiac Island. And I want your help to make it profitable." Kenji shrugged. "Seventy – thirty. What do you say?"