by Shiretoko (知床) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/7251.html) Joss doesn’t understand why he’s here. He doesn’t understand why he’s walking down these streets, at this hour, smelling of someone else’s blood and dying to drown in the shower. This evening has been unkind to him. His mark was a fighter. Even as wire wound tight around the straining […]