[indent][indent]The moment that Saito had left, Nagatoki had returned his gaze from the random spot on the dimly-lit ceiling to Okita. The look that the troop captain had shot him was unnerving. Made even more so due to its odd timing. He lifted a hand to his smooth chin and scratched it nervously. [color=#a3a529][b][i]Gave me the goosebumps,[/i][/b][/color] he admitted only to himself. 

Without much hesitation, Nagatoki stepped up. [color=#a3a529][b]"This Mad-Dog idiot,"[/b][/color] Nagatoki gestured his hand with his words, a easy smile playing on his face. [color=#a3a529][b]"Is he really this dangerous? I know Captain Fujimaru said no dumb questions, but hopefully you'll forgive me this once. All I'm saying is, this seems like overkill. Far too much for some backwater samurai. In fact, I could probably take him on my own."[/b][/color]

[color=#a3a529][b]"Surely you've heard news of the Bright-Eye Manslayer,"[/b][/color] with a cocky smile he pointed to himself.[/indent][/indent]