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Yare, yare.
[A newcomer's face appears in the forge. He seems a bit worn out--uncharacteristically so, for those who happen to be from his world. For this man is Kyouraku Shunsui, a man with a reputation for enjoying sake and naps, and for his outlandish choices in clothing. Today, however, he's missing his pink kimono and his hat, although his long hair is held back by his usual pinwheel hairpins. His face is a bit dirty, too, as though he'd just fallen down.]
Now this is a new one. Could anyone explain where we are?
[A newcomer's face appears in the forge. He seems a bit worn out--uncharacteristically so, for those who happen to be from his world. For this man is Kyouraku Shunsui, a man with a reputation for enjoying sake and naps, and for his outlandish choices in clothing. Today, however, he's missing his pink kimono and his hat, although his long hair is held back by his usual pinwheel hairpins. His face is a bit dirty, too, as though he'd just fallen down.]
Now this is a new one. Could anyone explain where we are?