Hitokiri No Doku Inn (Private)

[adero]

Located in the farmost isolated area, above a building on the second story and crammed among several other much more noticeable shops, deep in the back of an ally lies a door, one which remains unlabed or named. Based on the structure of the building, it seems to be an inn of sorts, one that would normally not stand out to any person in particular.

Alas, those of the clan know its true secrets, for across the lands the Hitokiri No Doku lie, infesting every crevice of the world. Each fashioned like the next, any clan member would be able to recognize its old styled structure.

Upon entering several fellows can be seen. To the left, a bartender works behind the counter polishing glasses as to the right a sitting area may be seen where others rest. Far to the back, a flight of stairs lie which lead to rooms above. Each room seems to be windowless and regular just exactly like the next room. Fashioned with merely a bed and basic furniture for living, if one were to look carefully the doors are quite secure and advanced. What seems to be a card swipe is rather actually a form a camera, allowing only the head hauncho of the inn to open it after verification of identity. Where he lies is quiet hidden, for in the basement whos entrance is hidden, he lies, watching all.

The door seems quite impenetrable, made of a stainless steel, and hermetically sealed. Each is covered however by a thin layer of wood to make them look like real doors. An advanced venting system is mapped throughout the building, in which there are no exits human sized entries, but rather only tiny meshed wiring covering holes that vent fresh air. Each has a diameter of about 6 inches. In these vents, a complex maze of systemed tubing is created, resembling a labryinth of paths which would take years to figure out.

Update: In the closet of the room is now a cryogenics storage, a recent addition added upon request.

Storage:

Rain Scrolls
Waterfall Scroll

Corpse of Hisoka Toujitakumi Stored w/ permission for use

[adero]

Indeed the city was quite a dull and boring place. The streets quite busy, yet not quite bustling. The people quite alive, yet not really living, yet one thing would remain the same, similar from one city to the next even if their inhabitants were not - the long standing structure of an inn, one far familiar to the lad.

Upon entering an abandoned ally, eyes glancing around, a few brief knocks would be made upon the door, and once such was done, entrance having been granted, the puppeteer would briefly explain his identity and current state. Granted a room similar to those of previous inns, he would deposit his things as needed, and with that, set forth once more once everything was secure.

[exit]

OOC: Stored Rain Scrolls

[adero]

[enter]

The puppeteer would once more quickly enter, and upon moving towards his room and having swiftly deposited a few items, would take exit once more.

[exit]

OOC: Storing Waterfall Scrolls

[adero]

[enter] Quickly looking about, the puppeteer would take the corpse and toss it to a man behind the counter. Silently whispering instructions, the man would nod, and do as asked, taking care of what was required.

With that, the puppeteer would exit once more.

[exit]

OOC: Personal room has been modified to contain a cryogenics storage area hidden in the closet. Zet's body is now stored w/ permission to obtain.

[adero]

A brief wave was given, the traditional greetings exchanged as brothers had always. Yet urgency seemed to be the greatest speed of the moment, the lad jetting into his quarters to retrieve a few things - only to depart ever briefly.

[exit w/ Rain and Waterfall scrolls]

[👺 Usiel]

A shrouded man slowly walked into the inn. The man wore an all white cloak covering his face and body. The lower leggings were white as well, with a black belt. No headbands or identification was seen written on this man. The man would take another quick look around before walking to a headboard filled with multiple postings. The man would reach into his cloak and pull out a large scroll. Unraveling it he then would take out a couple of nails before putting the scroll on the headboard like a massive announcement. For those who would take notice would see it read as:

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The man would leave.