[center][h2]Bisuto Ketsu[/h2]
[h3] Ward 8 CCG Field HQ[/h3]
[Sub]9am[/sub]

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Ketsu entered the boardroom that day not expecting much positivity. He'd already seen the news regarding the state Ward 11 was in, and frankly, he felt sorry for the poor bastards duking it out over there... well, he felt one side or the other were bastards, and in the end, wasn't that really the same sentiment? He'd certainly make a joke along those lines if anybody asked.

For now, it seemed he was the first to arrive... pardon him, he was the [i]second[/i] to arrive. And wasn't the other man a familiar face, or at least a familiar scent? Special Class Investigator Seto, if he wasn't mistaken - the very same he'd made his bet with less than two years ago. And from the looks of things... hang on a moment, was he... no, surely not! Wouldn't that have been more obvious? But maybe...

'Sir, it's good to see you again,' Ketsu began jovially, internally wondering how to ask his question, and eventually just deciding to be direct, as he'd be expected to. 'And forgive me if I haven't noticed until now, but the fact you're here before me means you were either the Lead Investigator running this Ward all along... or you're [i]very[/i] punctual when it comes to the Lead Investigator's meetings! Heh- Heavens, I never knew,' he quipped, a slight grin crossing his face. Was he being too friendly? No, no... and he was sure Seto wouldn't be too harsh even if he was being too friendly. The man wasn't quite that uptight, to his knowledge.