[She pans her gaze over the ones that are still familiar to her, eyes lingering on the man with features so fine he could possibly be mistaken for a woman. The woman next to her with a shamisen of her own and a fond smile.
Rin. Manji, the big gruff guy.
Her mother.
Her f--]
No, I don't think so. [Her eyes close. And finally her hand lays gently across the strings, stilling them entirely.] Show's over, I think.
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Rin. Manji, the big gruff guy.
Her mother.
Her f--]
No, I don't think so. [Her eyes close. And finally her hand lays gently across the strings, stilling them entirely.] Show's over, I think.