Women strolled with painted faces and fans held alluring to their faces. Giggle hidden behind cherry blossom emblazoned ornaments.
A skillet shifted over an open flame. karaga bounced within the metal confines lathered in oil. Steam trailed up the building, saturating the woodwork and Kaz took in a breath through his nose, pulling the steam closer.
He sat on the second floor veranda with a bento box of sushi beside him. Piece by piece he pinched the roll of rice between the two sticks. The sides of the buidling glowed with the lantern light pouring in softly. His mind lingered on the tragedy he was told earlier. The devastation that had happened to the guild.
A dragon brought down its fury on his home. And now he sat with no way to get there until tomorrow came. His chopsticks pinched the piece of sushi but only one piece had been eaten from the box. The glass of water refilled only once. Instead he gazed out at the people, with faint memories of his time growing up. The same smells here as had been around his Joyan born clan. The many meals of fried meat and dumplings.
"Is there anything else you need?" The waitress stood beside the table with a tray balanced on one hand.
"Oh. No I'm fine. Thank you." He replied with a smile and finally popped the piece of sushi in his mouth. The waitress nodded and left the table in silence as Kaz placed the chopsticks parralell to the bento box. His energy consumed in pressing down the turbulence within him that hungered to track down the dragon that brought mayhem to his sanctuary. His only solace rested in that all the members were on assignment outside the guildhall.