[h2]Ando Asami, Closer to the Origin?[/h2]

Asami didn't really have a moment to respond before Hiroko grabbed her hand and pulled her towards a quieter corner of the shop, settling down there. Well, that was certainly forward. And yet, insofar as Asami could tell, it seemed to fit the blonde-haired girl with the serious expression somehow. Even if it was undeniably something that she wasn't prepared for. She drew her hand away, possibly a little more quickly then intended, as she sat down on the other side of the table, across from Hiroko. As the other girl asked about what she was doing in the city, and explained a few things about the shop and her addiction to pork ramen... well, Asami couldn't help but notice something very specific about her. Was that what an addiction to pork ramen did to the female figure?

Pushing aside such a silly train of thought, Asami quickly focused on Hiroko's question.

"Well, I came here to visit some friends," she began. It wasn't anything she wasn't used to, lying in order to maintain the secrecy of magic. The veil that divided the mundane and the supernatural was one strongly enforced by Mage society. Each circle within the larger organization had their own methods of enforcement, and any given magi was expected to do their best not to make any sort of revelation to those who were unaware. "So far, it's been pretty nice. It seems like Rokuro has the best parts of a city and a small town together."

It was then that the shop-owner hurried over. "Ah, yes... oh, you're eating with Muneyama-san? ... Well, nevermind, er... are you ready to order?"

Asami gave her a smile and a nod. "Yes, I'll have the pork ramen. Thank you."

The shop owner dipped her head and hurried away.

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[h2]Shi, the Quiet Killer[/h2]

Shi could only manage to weakly open and shut her mouth when a new girl suddenly appeared, claiming that she was her cousin from Poland. This left Shi incredibly confused, though she was far too nervous to do more then tremble slightly as the taller girl took her by her shoulders and attempted to guide her away. She was being touched by a stranger again, she was too close... It was obvious that the girl could feel Shi's slight shoulders shuddering against her hands. The white-haired girl's gaze was downcast as she stared towards the floor, shivering. Too many people... and... and she had to go, she had to...

The tiny girl was vaguely aware that someone, a huge girl(especially compared to Shi herself) in a nun's habit, had approached and questioned the man. Two out of the three people involved were now distracted from her... and the third did not seem like she was prepared for anything sudden... Shi took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm herself. There was one logical solution to her situation.

As quickly as she could, Shi attempted to pull away from the girl and break into a run.