Shine Masateru<br/>Time: June 5th, 2018.  Monday, 5 PM.<br/>Location: The Mirrored Dojo.<br/>Tagged: The old and new Investigation Group.<br/><br/>He mumbled a bit, and felt about in his wet pockets for something. He pulled out what looks like a bar of metal, but which unfolded into a seven inch, single-edged knife. It was decidedly sharp and deadly by appearances, and the firm, confident grip he has on the weapon shows an apparent expertise in its use.<br/><br/>"I can't say I'm surprised you both were grabbed as well." He shrugged his shoulders, his tone deathly serious. "The one that grabbed me... she was a victim of rape. Now, whatever it is, it's just the residual anger and hatred. All it knows now is pain and suffering. If it shows up again, we'll be in danger. It's malignant." He calmly explained to the still young star what it is that he had felt, and what he thought about it.<br/><br/>It was around the time he finished speaking that several others showed up, seeming to have quite a bit more familiarity with this realm than he or Chisato did. They made no move to introduce themselves, and Shine, in turn, became a quiet observer of this strange yet familiar scene. Those things that manifested; they were powerful, yet, benevolent. Strange, yet comforting.<br/><br/>As they left the scene, the man would move towards Chisato. He approached her from the front, and closed the folding pocket knife so as not to alert her. "Chisato. Are you alright? I know this is going to be confusing to you, but this is all real. We need to stay focused on the here and now. We can figure this place out at some later time. We can freak out at some other time. Alright?" All the while he spoke, he was like a pillar of absolute, Zen-like calmness.