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[color=gold]Tachi[/color]
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Tachi felt the grin develop as gordo figured out his job. There was always that look. Though it usually varied. The ones that irritated him were the looks of pity. He liked his job dammit. Even if it was his way of coping. A chuckle escaped him and he shrugged.

[color=gold]"I'm actually heading to my parents...but I clearly can't go like this. So unless you've got a vehicle to get me to my place faster in good"[/color] He hadn't taken his motorcycle today because of how close the job was. Heck, he usually walked most everywhere, but now when he needed to be faster he found himself in a pickle. Part of him wondered why this guy was so worried about him. Was he Canadian or somethin.