[ Brigade carefully opens the box and finds a gunmetal mask, stylized to look like a scratched, scarred, and battered face of Death. He recalls researching with J on what Japanese myth he should select as its inspiration. His eyes fell on the Shinigami and he'd told her he'd find time to commission someone to make it.
He didn't know she planned to make it with K and An'yu. ]
I am... [ He pauses long, very much moved by the gesture. It's from his family, and the family of a good friend. ] deeply honored. [ He would never have been able to make anything quite like this on his own. His creativity was limited to combat and military, not the arts ]
I will wear it with pride, Brother Blacksmith. [ A gunmetal mask from a shaper of metal ]
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He didn't know she planned to make it with K and An'yu. ]
I am... [ He pauses long, very much moved by the gesture. It's from his family, and the family of a good friend. ] deeply honored. [ He would never have been able to make anything quite like this on his own. His creativity was limited to combat and military, not the arts ]
I will wear it with pride, Brother Blacksmith. [ A gunmetal mask from a shaper of metal ]