[ It's mid-day, sometime between Kiyoha's many engagements, and Ed's making his way towards the market to pick up a few items he'll need. After over a month in Ukiyo, he's gotten used to the feel of wooden sandals under his feet as they clack against cobbles as well as the strange and restrictive feel of a yukata. This time, at least, he's managed
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