Post by Mal Fallon on Feb 15, 2012 7:45:32 GMT
Mal didn't have a set area he was supposed to work in. He was allowed to roam until he was called, but in return he would have to be snappy. He was in Japan, if only because of a case he recieved as Blackjack.
A small ring of Gaia Memory dealers. He was dealing with cases that went beyond something typical for a private eye. It gave him revenue, it was good enough.
He wandered Tokyo, looking like a sore thumb with his distinctly American appearance.
A small ring of Gaia Memory dealers. He was dealing with cases that went beyond something typical for a private eye. It gave him revenue, it was good enough.
He wandered Tokyo, looking like a sore thumb with his distinctly American appearance.