HELLRAISER — RAID PREPARATIONS

a raid? how long has it been since he's been involved in anything remotely similar to a raid? back in japan, him and his crew just called them shakedowns as they were very much similar. however, very few bodies were left behind since the people in his home country liked to feel the burn of revenge ever so often and it was just too much of a bother to deal with. upon joining this group of people, he had quickly came to learn that there were some things that were obviously different from how things were done back home. the violence, for example, was much more... brutal, should he say? he didn't mind it though. in fact, the freedom to do as much damage as possible seemed rather alluring to ryuusaki and the faintest of smiles curled up upon his maw as the announcement of a raid reached his ears. obviously, he wasn't in an ideal condition to fight and, in fact, he imagined the soothsayers and their proteges wouldn't take to kindly to him throwing himself into battle with half-healed wounds. and so, his dreams of dancing with daggers in hand and claws ripping through bodies and stealing food and treasure alike were dashed just like that. he didn't appear too disappointed though.

the kishu inu is present, wrapped up in freshly changed bandages and soft blue eyes shifting from pincher to everyone else who had arrived before him. he hums softly, coiled tail wagging slowly behind his petite frame. "too bad i can't accompany you all... someone bring me something nice, hm?" he jests in a light voice, his warm smile curling upon his rosy lips.