[center][h1][color=f26522]Darius Stone[/color][/h1]
[b]Sagamiyama - Ouga's Shop
Afternoon[/b][/center]

Darius had spent the bulk of the afternoon helping out around the shop as a matter of course. He was hardly any good at repairing bikes, but there was plenty of heavy lifting and cleaning to be done in any shop, and he was happy to lend a hand... Even if it was only to stave off his own restlessness and boredom, while the younger folk got up to their training. When the time came to be seated and briefed, he sank into his chair with a soft grunt, and focused up. He could almost wish he hadn't, a frown deepening over his features the more Shouko explained.

By the time she finished, he was leaned forward in his seat, fingers laced on the table to keep from fidgeting and back rigid, concern clear in every line of him.

[color=f26522]"Up until now, we've been led to believe that Hollows are practically animals- Clever animals, but still operating on simple needs. Hunger, violent envy for the living, the simple need to lash out. What you're describing now sounds more like a terror cell on the move- I've certainly sat through enough of those briefings to know the sound of it. Are you telling me these things can [i]organize?[/i] That there's some higher thinking going on?"[/color]