[center][color=pink][h1]Jideh Basrah[/h1][/color]
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[color=pink]"What's steampunk? And no, I've never heard of Percy Jackson."[/color] Jideh replied as they made their way out of the Dorm building. Jideh pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight functionality, though there was still enough light to see by during dusk. His boots crunched on leaves and detritus as he half-listened to Amelia's chattering. They kept a reasonable pace, and the Academy, shrouded in shadow as it was, seemed to usher them on. The road leading down to the city was upon them and something felt off. Jideh realized it was because Amelia was waiting for him to respond.

[color=pink]"Are you saying I'm not stupidly cute?"[/color] Jideh asked, feigning offense. He led her down to the tram station, by way of a staircase leading down underground. It was odd here. Being an earth elementalist by domain, if not specialization, he should feel right at home. Instead, the grimy and cold tram tunnel made him feel less comfortable. Still, Jideh's stomach was grumbling again. He just decided that if it was death or living down here, he'd choose death. They waited for the tram, and once it arrived, Jideh led Amelia down into the city where they emerged into surroundings that glowed in the night. It was just a short walk to the place he'd scouted beforehand; Sushi Soko.

Sushi Soko was a quaint little shop squished between two huge shopping outlets. What had seized Jideh the moment he stepped through the doors was how quiet the place was once the door shut. And how orderly the tables were, how not a speck of dust remained undisturbed. The decor was not garish, and it also wasn't particularly Japanese, but the staff who ran the kitchen looked as though they knew their way around cooking some means sushi. Jideh had always wanted to try the stuff, back when he'd been on the farm. His family had talked about the kind of food rich and successful people ate, and it always came back to sushi for whatever reason. The other thing that had struck Jideh about Sushi Soko was that the prices were well within his ability to afford. That had confused him at first, but then he realized that the reason his parents probably thought sushi was a rich person's food was because of their own relationship with the farm. Jideh himself was still a little bewildered at how much in the city and at the Academy was imported. The costs involved had to be astronomical... 

Jideh turned to Amelia, and smiled easily.

[color=pink]"I hope you like sushi. If not, I'll still order some take out for me, but if you do then we can grab a table inside."[/color]