Aug 04, 2006 12:22
Further into the town, the houses changed slightly. They were still old by Touma's standards, but they weren't as...shabby. More upscale, as if he had gone from a Tokugawa era peasant's section to that of the samurai. Perhaps he could find a coffee shop, hopefully with wireless, but he could make due with ethernet if he absolutely had to.
He walked down what looked like a main road through the town. Every once in a while, he would pause to study a sign before moving on. Looks like this place has been around for a long time, he thought, moving on. Either that, or this place is some sort of living history park. The latter seemed the most likely, so the archer kept searching. There had to be something somewhere....
hashiba touma,
elizabeth swann,
william turner