Since some people could not be trusted with skeleton keys, Shura had been moved from her previous job as maintenance worker to geisha. The only problem was, how did one make this tomboyish girl built for and enjoying sports and combat into a graceful, skilled dancer and artist without the years of training actual maiko had to go through? Why, with
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He can honestly say that an old-fashioned geisha house would have been the last place he'd have suspected.
He'd found the place on accident; seeing her as an option was the shocker. So he's slipped in, hat low, a scarf he'd found somewhere wrapped high up on his face to hide some of his more distinctive features. Playing it casual, he makes the request for her company and sits in the room, waiting.
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He has to admit, she's pretty gorgeous in that getup. Still, it is a little odd.
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Several minutes later, now sitting on her heels by him, Shura handed Kotetsu a perfectly prepared bowl of steaming tea, smiling. "Heroes, you said?"
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After finally tracking down the place and slipping inside, she looked around in awe at the architecture and design. Her smile brightens when she sees the familiar name on the listing at the front, though she does have a hard time picturing Shura doing that sort of work. It was worth seeing it for herself she figured. After a few moments of lingering outside, she was shown into the room and let her eyes adjust to the light.
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