[center][h3]Kiyomizu-Dera[/h3]
[b]Thursday, June 2nd 20XX
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The day would continue on with chatting in such a way. [color=fff79a][i]"Oh, no what's LINE?"[/i][/color] she would say answer Otis, [color=fff79a][i]"ah, souvenirs and takoyaki sounds nice! I haven't tried those before"[/i][/color], which was almost a surprise to hear, considering their accessibility, and [color=fff79a][i]"well let's see..."[/i][/color], she pondered... What stories did she have? Seirin seemed to really be enjoying herself as they went around Kiyomizu-dera.

The summer heat of Kyoto proved to be a bit much for Asta, Rodrick, and even Helena who hailed from the warmer regions of Arcanis. For the time being they found themselves resting at some benches along a lonely path around the shrine.

[color=fff79a]"I suppose this would be a good time to get food and eat, I am also becoming a bit tired and hungry, perhaps we could have that 'takoyaki' you mentioned?"[/color] she asked, hands clasped together as she looked up hopefully at the group. Seirin seemed to have stars in her eyes when they were described to her before, so her eagerness was noted. There was a stall somewhere just a stone's throw outside the entrance to the shrine, the total trip back and forth would be only around twenty or thirty minutes. Not all of them had to go, maybe 2 of them to have enough hands to carry the bags if they were intended to get some for everyone.

[color=6ecff6]"Please... Bring drinks too...",[/color] Asta appeared to be suffering a little. Duly noted one might say.


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[h3]Aurelius[/h3]
[@Taka]
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As Akimoto sheathed his blade again he turned and noticed a boy stepping up to the metaphorical ring. He sighed before the boy would ask to challenge him. His eyes quickly sized up the lad, his stance was open, he felt hesitation in those blades, and though it appears he has trained his body much, he was lacking in various other areas. Normally just that would be more than enough for him to turn it down, he had nothing to learn from such a green swordsman, but there was a hunger in those eyes... He was a little interested, but this would certainly not be one to the death.

[color=ed1c24]"Alright, but I'll only use this stick"[/color], he answered back, bringing the stick he had used earlier to a mid-stance in one hand.

[color=ed1c24]"Come at me whenever you feel like it"[/color], though he would prefer sooner, but he wasn't about to admit that. He would prefer to not be here when that man from earlier returned with more cronies.

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