[He sets his hands at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off over his head with an easy twist. Normally, it'd probably be a good show, with the flex of muscle underneath his tattoos but right now it's undermined by the POOF of dust originating from his shirt.
Naoki coughs, flapping his hand.] I think Inugami rubbed all his dust off on me when I found him.
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[He sets his hands at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off over his head with an easy twist. Normally, it'd probably be a good show, with the flex of muscle underneath his tattoos but right now it's undermined by the POOF of dust originating from his shirt.
Naoki coughs, flapping his hand.] I think Inugami rubbed all his dust off on me when I found him.