Post by Spectre of the Falls(Kuroki) on Apr 20, 2017 7:30:28 GMT -7
Kuroki knowing there was little time to waste, gathered his gear in preparation for hard days ahead. He was his usually equipped self with that bandolier of his. He wore a bandolier crossed over his chest and in it contained a bundle of wire, a bundle of fine silk rope, six yo-yo's, a lighter, a package of cigars, a walkie talkie, a eight inch flash light, ten glass cutters, twenty pieces of flint, thirty bo shuriken, and thirty Hira shuriken. He also wore a darken leg holster with a four of kunai and a pair of knives. Hidden in the extra pockets of his coat was sixteen caltrops and an extra pair of knives. His face was recessed in the hood of his coat, but what could be seen was a weird three quarters mask that covered all but a corner of his face. In that corner he had an un-smoked cigar hanging. His hands were covered in dark reinforced fingerless gloves, they could almost be called gauntlets with the studded knuckles. Each knuckle had a metal skull for a stud. You couldn't see most of his equipment hidden in his pouches. In his pockets in his trench coat he also carried two large tomes. The Legions of the Dead and the Grimoire Mortalitas were the books of his chosen trade. His traditional outfit in place of a sleeveless Trench Coat, sleeveless dark shirt, heavy boots, and pants. He was ready to go and so he did onward to the Land of Waves.
Trave to Land of Waves.
