[@Yukitamas][@Seirei No Hai] [@Kala]
[color=007236][h1]Kitorai Valueleta[/h1]
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[h2]The Strip[/h2]
[color=f9ad81]"Gahaha! don't be fooled boy, all this shine and glitter just a facade for the crap underneath: drugs, alcohol and rampant gambling; i wouldn't bring my granddaughter here in a million years"[/color] language aside, Kitorai really believed what he said, call him old mannered but to him this really was a den of debauchery.

From the little he saw on the way here, he wouldn't care a little bit if any of these dozens and dozens of people milling about, some euphoric for their luck, others damning it, died as the result of the inminent war about to happen. They were utterly unimportant to him. As long as it didn't endanger the secrecy of the magus world, everything was permitted in his mind. He hoped his servant shared this opinion, after all, in the middle of a battle you should only care about the opponent in front of you.

[color=f9ad81]"Mmhm?"[/color] His servant interrupted his thoughs. [color=f9ad81]"Now they don't even care to mantain their cheap forgeries? Let me tell you, in my days that would get a lot of people fired!."[/color]
Contrary to his reaction, Kitorai mind was cold: even from here he could see the unnatural shape of the bent. This was not an accident... an invitation to conflict? If the answer was yes, then it would seem someone was eager to get this started, to show a fraction of their power in such brazen way they would have to be.

[color=f9ad81]"Bah! don't treat me like i'm made of glass"[/color] he showed a token amount of effort in trying to pry the hand on his shoulder off ([i]clink clink[/i]). [color=f9ad81]"these bones may be old but they are not fragile!"[/color] he puffed his chest, as if trying to show he was telling the truth([i]clink clink[/i]).  [color=f9ad81]"if i were to tell you all the things they experienced oh boy, we would be here for a long time!... but you are right, i AM thirsty, a little drink wouldn't hurt, just don't go crying to mama when i drink you under the table"[/color]

As they were walking towards their destination, Kitorai said something, almost as an afterthough, in the same tone he talked all night long, but he expected his Servant to know the real meaning behind it. [color=f9ad81]"Oh! and tell me if you see any shady characters, an old man like me and a pretty boy like you would attract pickpockets and crooks like moths to a flame, i tell you, they have no respect for hard earned money nowadays![/color]