07-09-2013, 02:53 PM
Kioshi was more than happy to return to the kitchen and breathed in. It would be silly to think he could go get some sleep now, but maybe it left him with enough time for a quick shower and a cup of that strong dark stuff that westerners called breakfast tea. It was more like oil to him, thick and black and tasted horrible. But it seemed to help him stay clear headed and awake.
He gave a small nod to himself, though it to some degree was a stupid move to leave food and dishes in the kitchen to go do something for himself.
But he shook the thoughts away as he moved towards the room that was his, pulling out the hair-band and letting the black hair with the red shimmer fall over his shoulders.
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