Shedo leaves the doors of the academy sweating but happy all though few could see it, training always puts shedo in a good mood. So he Begins his daily stroll through the city, after a day of training and practice at the dojo. He strolls through the main pieces of the city bumping in to people on the busy streets commonly saying excuse me and apologizes if he seems to be at fault. As he walks he keeps his mask up and briskly ventures to the common Tea shop he visits often. As he gets their he sits in a seat and orders a Honey Lemon Ginseng Green tea politely but curt. Once the drink is delivered he pulls down his mask and hood and drinks for some time then puts the mask up, a process he repeats when he is drinking. Shedo begins to drift deep in thought both about the week and any failures and of recent he needs to reminisce on and perfect. A few things sloppy on form and stealth practice but easy enough to practice on. A young woman waitress comes about and refills the drink again, which breaks Shedo out of his trance. He promptly thanks the waitress, in which she leaves a not on the napkin which Shedo seems to be utterly oblivious to and pays no heed to it at the time. He slowly drifts back in to his drinking routine and begins thinking on what skills will be best to work on the next day. He remains mostly oblivious to the world around him besides analyzing for any light threats or problems but most things he pays little attention to. He drifts deeper in to his sub conscious thinking on a memory of his parents deaths many many years ago and reminds him why he trains so hard and is always keeping in top shape in both mind and body. His eyes turn a darker blue steel while thinking on this memory of past and them lighter when he begins to think on lighter memories of his adopted family the few he is willing to be open with.