[h3][color=CadetBlue]?[/color][/h3][b][Tokyo's 20th Ward, Nerima - Akinokirinsō Ave][/b]


[color=Khaki]"You know, you picked a really shitty time to come to Tokyo kid."[/color]

The rather un-amused cab driver commented drily as he brought the cigarette to his lips, and took a quick puff. His glazed brown eyes glancing up at the rear-view mirror at his rather quiet passenger leaning his arm out of the slightly ajar window. The black haired young man with a large white duffel leaning against his thigh sighed at the comment. [color=CadetBlue]"I've noticed."[/color]

The cabbie with his worn baseball cap narrowed his eyes at the grey sweater wearing boy for another few moments, before leaning his arm out the window and tapping the cig a few times. [color=Khaki]"So what would compel a young guy like you to come to a flu riddled shithole at a time like this?"[/color]   

Sitting back in the old leather seat, the young man's short inky black hair slightly blew in the breeze from the window as he put his knee on the passenger seats back rest. [color=CadetBlue]"An exchange student program at one of the collages in this Ward. I seen it advertised during a school fair, and I got interested. Japan's culture is radically different than the west's, with an even bigger focus on media. I seen it as a chance to learn a few things."[/color] Rolling his eyes slightly, he frowned. [color=CadetBlue]"I'd also been planning this for two years, it's not like I could have just cancelled or re-scheduled now.[/color]

The cab driver chuckled, sounding more like a frog croaking than an actual human laugh. [color=Khaki]"You got dedication, I'll give you that. Your Japanese ain't that bad either. You haven't called yourself or me an asshole yet. And you're a lucky one; 20th ward's not flu central just yet, and the place's got a history of being pretty quiet. Well, actually up until around two years ago it was quiet, but that's ancient history now."[/color]

The travelling student's jade gaze travelled to the traffic ridden street ahead of them, then to the just as crowded sidewalk. [color=CadetBlue]"You mean the Ghouls."[/color]

Nodding, the yellow coated man tapped the worn steering wheel with his knuckle. [color=Khaki]"Flesh eating, blood drinking demon spawn that look like just another guy, that's them. They seem to have some sort of thing for this city, cause they're even bigger pricks here than in the rest of the country. True fact. Make sure you don't get your head bit off kid. Keep your hockey stick handy so you'll be able to fight em off. Heh."[/color]

Rolling his eyes at the comedic jab at his nationality, the jade eyed young man watched as the taxi soon came to a slow halt near the sidewalk. Gripping the strap of the duffel, he quickly opened up the door and stepped out into the crowded walkway. A rap on window of the taxi made him glance behind him. The front side window rolling down slightly to the sound of the cabbie's voice. [color=khaki]"Hey kid, I never got your name. Mine's Nachi."[/color]

Nodding promptly, the black haired student spoke up. [color=CadetBlue]"It's Delsin."[/color]

A thumbs up was seen from inside the window for brief moment, before it rolled back up and the taxi slowly chugged away. Turning to look left and right at the ever moving mass of people, Delsin smiled slightly and looked down at his phone, bring up a GPS map. [color=CadetBlue][i]Well, time to find the school.[/i][/color]