As night fell on the city of Kurosawa, it unexpectedly became loud and more boisterous as the city streets filled with those wanting to unwind, and forget a hard and busy day of menial labor. Students, executives, shinobi, and children all mingled and walked amongst each other. It was part of the reason Maikeru enjoyed night so much. If you ignored the fact that most shinobi operated at night time, it was.. peaceful. It was heartwarming in a sense.
Which did beg the question of why he was sitting alone at the stand of an udon bar, waiting for his first order of beef udon to come. He watched with drooling anticipation as the chef behind the counter cooked and prepared the noodles, beef, and began filling a bowl with the warm broth. His eyes sparkled as he watched the steam rise off of the delicious nectar of a liquid, causing a happy smile to roll onto his face.
Though udon is always better with company, beggars couldn't be choosers. His friends had been unable to join him for the journey, due to life commitments, family, etc. As much as he would appreciate his company, he doubted he would ever run into that nunekin he had met here before. He let out a long, solitary sigh as he stared down at the mask that sat before him on the counter. He didn't know what to make of it, but, it seemed to speak to him. It was as if the mask had it's own meaning and story behind it, though, that was probably just the hunger talking.
Finally, he heard the bell, and the slamming of a bowl in front of him, which drew him from his quiet reverie.
"Order up!" The chef bellowed, before quickly moving to another bowl to prepare. "Enjoy the food young man!"
"Ah!" Maikeru cried in surprise, shaking his head. Just as quickly, he spread two chopsticks apart, and put his hands together. "itadakimasu!"
It was time to eat.
Which did beg the question of why he was sitting alone at the stand of an udon bar, waiting for his first order of beef udon to come. He watched with drooling anticipation as the chef behind the counter cooked and prepared the noodles, beef, and began filling a bowl with the warm broth. His eyes sparkled as he watched the steam rise off of the delicious nectar of a liquid, causing a happy smile to roll onto his face.
Though udon is always better with company, beggars couldn't be choosers. His friends had been unable to join him for the journey, due to life commitments, family, etc. As much as he would appreciate his company, he doubted he would ever run into that nunekin he had met here before. He let out a long, solitary sigh as he stared down at the mask that sat before him on the counter. He didn't know what to make of it, but, it seemed to speak to him. It was as if the mask had it's own meaning and story behind it, though, that was probably just the hunger talking.
Finally, he heard the bell, and the slamming of a bowl in front of him, which drew him from his quiet reverie.
"Order up!" The chef bellowed, before quickly moving to another bowl to prepare. "Enjoy the food young man!"
"Ah!" Maikeru cried in surprise, shaking his head. Just as quickly, he spread two chopsticks apart, and put his hands together. "itadakimasu!"
It was time to eat.
Kaori just couldn't stay away from Tea for whatever reason. The more and more she came back here, the more bad memories started to flood into her mind. It was here that she discovered, that the most important person in her life, had been held prisoner here. It was entirely up to her to break her out of this otherworldly prison and bring her back into the real world; though, things didn't go as heroically as she would have imagined, the end result was the same. But what kept her coming back to Tea for whatever reason? She did mention to the gate-guard that she'd be going to Tea to do medical things, so keeping up the image is what'll keep her in the good-graces of Konoha. Can't piss off an entire village and get away with it; especially not when the village is run by a power-hungry group of individuals -- assuming her assumptions of who was made Hokage was correct.
Although Maru thought that the fake stick-up was pretty funny, a lot of other people didn't think so. As he was about to strut his way to grab a seat, he stopped in his tracks when a woman, seemingly out of nowhere, popped in and began to scream at him. Maru spun around, holding his hands up in an attempt to calm down Mizuho who was pretty upset about his little prank.
The two continued to talk about their masks, not that Kaori could see what the masks looked like, let alone any colors or patterns on the masks so this seemed like quite the impertinent conversation to her. She was about to turn her head to go back to talking to the Foxgirl before she heard maru respond to the fox-girl and then call her, under the guise of the name Mizuho (just around Maru), 'Sweet Cheeks'. This caused Kaori to turn her head back towards Maru with the silver bell upon her throat ringing. A look of annoyance was written upon Kaori's face as she rolled her rather-useless eyes.