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[ From the looks of it, she has been standing there for some time.
Ribbons of smoke form a sort of cage about the tall woman standing silent in the lobby, her long black hair like a curtain nearly concealing the phoenix decorating her loosely fastened uchikake kimono. A pale shoulder is left bare where one sleeve slipped down her arm but that isn't what concerns Yuuko now. The future is gone, she can no longer see or sense it. She never agreed to this.
This book on the other hand, she would tear out the pages if she thought it would harm her host (it would not). So with the journal open in one hand, she shakes her tobacco-stuffed opium pipe at the room, the castle, the empty air. ]
That's rude! Those who trick their clients will be made to close shop!
Ribbons of smoke form a sort of cage about the tall woman standing silent in the lobby, her long black hair like a curtain nearly concealing the phoenix decorating her loosely fastened uchikake kimono. A pale shoulder is left bare where one sleeve slipped down her arm but that isn't what concerns Yuuko now. The future is gone, she can no longer see or sense it. She never agreed to this.
This book on the other hand, she would tear out the pages if she thought it would harm her host (it would not). So with the journal open in one hand, she shakes her tobacco-stuffed opium pipe at the room, the castle, the empty air. ]
That's rude! Those who trick their clients will be made to close shop!

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