She let her hair fall back into place, obstructing the tattoo from view.
"It is just a small relic that obscures a distant past and most of us don't have such markings. We all started out as something else, born into a society who wishes to push us into a fate that is not meant to be ours.
We are villains to some and saviours to others. It depends on which side you are on."
Rin reaches into her bag and takes out a book.
"Here, this is a copy of Golden Chrysanthemum in bloom, written by the great Yuyu Matsuda. She is the one who inspired our movement. Don't worry, we have an endless supply of those. It is a gift."
