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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai De Windt[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

Like the sunflowers of her family home, Lorelai was a radiant beacon of hippieness in an otherwise restrained, culturally appropriate locals and ogling tourists. The reason being left at her hotel room, her gorgeous Yari just begging to be practiced with when they returned to the academy- though she held out some small hope she'd find a dojo suitable to train with it while here and had her eye on a temple that still taught the ways of Yagyu Munemori!- and the phone numbers of the smith and his sister to bombard with messages. 

She didn't think she'd be able to get any good pictures of the spear in action should she have another encounter like the class' moonlit battle with the vampire, but she'd keep an eye out for great marketing opportunities and restore the Muramasa clan's honor!

Such happy thought kept her bubbly and excitable as they toured the Kiyomizu temple, it's pleasant atmosphere enveloping her, the wind over the hills like a welcoming embrace that had her splayed fingers grasping at passing breezes while the group ambled about in search of a good place to rest and take it in. It left her amenable to the sudden intrusion of a girl she only had the faintest recollection of from the prior days, most of the conference tuned out and the lack of ornate hair styling made recognition sluggish.

[color=crimson]"Ah, the more the merrier. You can tag along with us. We're all responsible hero types, right?"[/color] Speaking with her overwhelming sincerity at full blast she clasped Kaganomiya's hand, hardened callousness meeting unmarred skin as she nodded in answer to her own question. That doing so had her braid whip about and strike Otis' chin moments after Ultana humbled him with a customary whack was pure happenstance. [color=crimson]"My name is Lorelai and I'm happy to be your friend, even if only for a day."[/color]