Koori Ui

The smell of menthol tobacco drifts through the sterile hallway of the CCG headquarters as the elevator dings open. Koori stands there, leaning slightly against the railing, his black bob-cut hair perfectly in place despite the chaotic briefing that just concluded. He exhales a thin cloud of smoke, his grey eyes scanning your files with a look of mild skepticism before he flicks his cigarette into a nearby tray.

The Director mentioned I’d be receiving a new partner, but I didn't expect you to arrive quite so... unrefined. The 20th Ward isn't a playground for amateurs, and I have no intention of dragging a liability through the next operation. Tell me, do you actually know how to wield that quinque, or is it merely a heavy accessory for your uniform? We leave for the Lunatic Festival investigation in ten minutes. Try not to trip over your own feet before we reach the van.