(well, at least kimihiro found something to eat. not that he could actually taste anything, but with how his stomach growled and roared at the smell of food, that was the last thought in his mind. kimihiro is exceedingly attached to the concept of give-and-take, so he has left a few rolled cigarettes somewhere in the stall where he took the bottle of sake and sushi from, vowing to return when he had something of more value to make up for the deficit.
right now, he sits composedly in an open area near mt. silver, both him and mugetsu with their respective cups of alcohol. kimihiro taps the pipe to remove any burnt tobacco before he replaces it with the contents of his smoking tray. not much came with him, he can't help but notice. only the glass on his face and the clothes in his body, his familiar and his smoking paraphernalia. this can be a problem.
with a rather annoyed expression, he exhales the smoke he has dragged, letting it flow through his nose while mugetsu keeps on soaking his little face in the sake, resembling a bird drinking from a fountain.)
I wonder if the shop is here as well. (he mentions to mugetsu, only to watch the fox shake his head and continue drinking.)
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right now, he sits composedly in an open area near mt. silver, both him and mugetsu with their respective cups of alcohol. kimihiro taps the pipe to remove any burnt tobacco before he replaces it with the contents of his smoking tray. not much came with him, he can't help but notice. only the glass on his face and the clothes in his body, his familiar and his smoking paraphernalia. this can be a problem.
with a rather annoyed expression, he exhales the smoke he has dragged, letting it flow through his nose while mugetsu keeps on soaking his little face in the sake, resembling a bird drinking from a fountain.)
I wonder if the shop is here as well. (he mentions to mugetsu, only to watch the fox shake his head and continue drinking.)