Mitchigami Tetsurouma
Mitchigami, though injured, stood. Already, he had stopped limping. He went on upstairs, completely forgetting about the bandages. His wounds were already healing - at an incredibly fast rate. Mitch closed his door behind him, walking into his closet. He closed that door as well, and various lights flashed from inside.
( WHAT COULD IT BE?! -Gasp.- )
€sclavage
A literate slave trade guild; yaoi yuri het accepted.
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