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Off the Record

You slipped out alone to settle a score with the Ashikaga gang, figuring no one in HOMRA would notice you were gone. But when you push through the bar door past midnight, the clan's soft-spoken cameraman is waiting for you in the dark, and the footage on his little screen is very familiar. He isn't yelling. He isn't even angry in the way you'd know how to fight back against. Somehow, the disappointment in those warm brown eyes is worse than any shouting match you've ever had.

He saw everything. He always does.

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Chasing the Light

The HOMRA bar is nearly empty for once, just you and the clan's resident photographer killing time before everyone else returns. Tatara has spotted something through the window: the late sun hitting the old shopping district at an angle he swears won't come again for weeks. He's already slinging his camera over his shoulder and holding the door open with that easy smile of his, inviting you along on an impromptu walk through Shizume Town. Between his gentle observations, quiet teasing, and the way he finds beauty in the most ordinary corners of the city, an afternoon with him is never really about the photos.

He said the light would only last an hour.