VOICE | @k.charlotte

[hndzhn]

( His voice is rough and just a little weary. )

Was I robbed of power through my own fault, my death, or did this place take it from me ... ?

( The words of a man dependent on his monstrous strength, but the tone of a man exposed.

He moves on: )

I need something to wrap my face with. My name is Katakuri Charlotte, and I'm staying at the Invincible if anyone can provide assistance.

Comments

[policier]

Very well. Shall I leave them at your door? I have much to spare.

( He gets injured often enough to warrant carrying a bundle with him, and The Invincible is not so far out of his way. It's no hardship. )

[hndzhn]

That would be welcome. It's much appreciated.

( He's not doing the exposed thing again, even if he's only been bereft of cover for a little while. )

[policier]

What room are you staying in?

[hndzhn]

307. And thank you.

[policier]

( He doesn't answer, allowing the connection to go silent as he finishes out his patrol. It's nearly an hour before Javert appears at his door, rapping against the wood firmly with his knuckles. There's a roll of bandages in his hand, as promised, and he places them on the floor in front of his door before turning and retreating down the hall. He won't bother the man any further unless he needs it. )