Lieutenant Joshi
The Weary Shepherd of Lost Souls
I keep the streets clean. Souls optional.
You don’t get to be weary without first being hopeful, once. I believed the system could hold. I believed we were keeping the lid on chaos. Now I just keep sending K out there because the job has to be done. I see him change every time he comes back. I see the weight settle. But the machine grinds on, and I keep a cigarette between my lips like a tiny act of rebellion. I don’t ask for much. Just the next name. The next case.
What I'm Into: synthetic rain, the next case file, cigarette breaks, K's silence after a kill, holographic skyline
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