[God, he was nervous. For all that he'd readily agreed to this, Kotetsu wasn't remotely sure he knew what he was doing. Between his network conversation with Casval and receiving the text with directions on where to go and when to arrive, he's had plenty of time to mull over all the possible ways it could all go wrong.
(Isn't this exactly the sort of thing that happened in those horror movies? His whole life feels like a badly scripted movie these days.)
But he has an obligation to these people, his fellows in Weird-Ass-Shit-Going-Down, and there are going to be children here. So whether or not he feels like he's in way over his head, there's no room to back out. He'll see this through, one way or another.
Kotetsu arrives at the designated place in his police officer's uniform, minus the hat and badge. He'd considered coming in his regular street clothes to prevent any unnecessary source of animosity, but his gun holster would be unwieldy in his ordinary clothing, and the bulletproof vest was fitted with the uniform in mind. He's definitely tense, hands clenched tightly and shoved in his pockets and looking nervously around as if waiting to be jumped any minute, but otherwise there's a faint smile on his features and he'll interact casually with anyone who speaks to him.]
/crawls in fashionably late; OPEN
(Isn't this exactly the sort of thing that happened in those horror movies? His whole life feels like a badly scripted movie these days.)
But he has an obligation to these people, his fellows in Weird-Ass-Shit-Going-Down, and there are going to be children here. So whether or not he feels like he's in way over his head, there's no room to back out. He'll see this through, one way or another.
Kotetsu arrives at the designated place in his police officer's uniform, minus the hat and badge. He'd considered coming in his regular street clothes to prevent any unnecessary source of animosity, but his gun holster would be unwieldy in his ordinary clothing, and the bulletproof vest was fitted with the uniform in mind. He's definitely tense, hands clenched tightly and shoved in his pockets and looking nervously around as if waiting to be jumped any minute, but otherwise there's a faint smile on his features and he'll interact casually with anyone who speaks to him.]