[@The ghost in black][@The Slenderman]

JG thought it was an odd criteria, but she had heard of rich organisations or people giving to the poor to make themselves feel better or make themselves look better. It was a strange concept to her, but she didn't question it. Rich people often did strange things that made no sense.

"Thank you, Seto. I really appreciate it!" she said, hugging her new sword to her chest. "I'm fine with money, thanks." she replied, tapping the little pouch she'd stolen from a man within a few hours of waking up near the market. The coins inside the bag clinked as she did so, giving audible signs of the coins' presence.

She held the katana at arms length to gaze down upon it, admiring its beauty. The blade was as expected; folded steel and a curved edge, but it also had a decorative dragon etched on either side of its flat surfaces. The sheath and hilt were a shiny and black as a base, but seemed to have dark red reflections in a similar way as mahogany does. The long hilt of the katana had criss-crossed black fabric for grip over a bright red base. Again, dragons were etched onto the surface, but this time painted gold to contrast the dark background. 

Absorbed into the blade, it took a few seconds for her brain to register what Kouh had just said. She smirked, impressed that she'd thought of playing Seto that way, even if she was truly an orphan. JG's eyes lingered on her a moment as she saw her body language switch to one of anxiety again. It almost looked as if she was re-living a bad memory, or thinking of something that was making her worry. 

"Are you all right, K?" she asked, concern on her face. "Have you found anything you like?".