OCtober Day 20: Roux
The kind of man that could hold your life in his hands, and would watch it leave your eyes until he got paid, or got approval. That was Roux, the supposedly less volatile of Mally’s bodyguards. Unlike the urban legend of his fellow metamour, he had not accrued much of a public opinion. Following the slaughter at the indoor garden, I had called the rest of the Street Soldiers to come collect their fallen. After that, vengeance had been sworn against the rest of the samurai’s damned crew. There remained maybe four; the Field-Marshal, her General and the two privates who had the common sense not to participate in the blossom challenge. This time I was told I would not have to join, but I chose to anyway. I felt as though someone should bear witness in the worst case scenario. They took up arms, taking from the strongest depths of their arsenal for a storming assault. Though I did not wish to participate, I did keep one pistol strapped to my leg in case of emergency. From a cont...