[ The name seems foreign when he says it, questions it, voice rough with disuse. He falls silent when he realizes that he's spoken, but it doesn't really matter here, he knows. Vortex would never find out — probably.
Asougi . . .
The Disciple grimaces again, bringing his hand up to his head. There was something there, something behind that name. Another face behind another mask? ]
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[ The name seems foreign when he says it, questions it, voice rough with disuse. He falls silent when he realizes that he's spoken, but it doesn't really matter here, he knows. Vortex would never find out — probably.
Asougi . . .
The Disciple grimaces again, bringing his hand up to his head. There was something there, something behind that name. Another face behind another mask? ]