[ True enough, Ei does show up at the aforementioned tea shop and likely stood out due to that she was wearing her typical attire from home and not just a simple kimono or something. Those were harder to fight in, after all.
Her eyes were attentive as she arrived, as the one who wished to fight was likely a distinctive individual. ]
( they both cut quite the interesting figure in this place. Steak with his horns and leather armour, top cropped to perfectly frame his stomach, two swords settled carefully at the side of his table while he sips a small cup of black tea.
and it becomes clear he's waiting for someone as his head jerks up when the door opens, red eyes trained on the unfamiliar entrant. he realised, about five minutes after organising everything, that he probably should have asked for a way to identify the other person but oh well.
he can figure this out, right? someone who isn't dressed like everyone else here, and who seems to be looking around has to be promising, right?
so, as a result, Steak decides that the best way to introduce himself is to walk right up and ask; )
[ Considering how much the man stood out compared to the others present here, it wasn't really all that hard to spot him or put the pieces together. Especially when it was clear he'd been waiting for someone all this time, but the straightforward nature also helped as well. ]
I am.
[ This man looked impressive, like he'd put up a good fight. Exactly what she wanted. ]
I take it you're the man I spoke to about meeting here, then?
( ah, thank goodness. knowing he's got the right person has a smile blossoming over his face as he relaxes, offering a quick bow of greeting.
(what? even his Master Attendant instilled some manners in him.) )
Yes. My name is Steak. It's a pleasure to meet you.
( while he certainly isn't going to complain about getting right down to a fight, if she wants to stop and have some tea before (or after), he won't complain there, either. )
[ Oh. That is a relief to see this man has some manners. It's enough that she does give a polite bow in turn, though his name does surprise her a slight bit. ]
It is a pleasure to meet you as well.
[ A beat follows that, and while she is somewhat vaguely aware this may be a question he receives a lot... ]
Your name. Has it always been that way in sharing the same as that of the food itself?
( ah, is it ever. ... well, since he arrived in Nippon anyway. it's a pain to be in a world where nobody understands the concept of food souls, but that's the reality he's in now and there's no fighting it. )
I'm a Food Soul. ( so yes, that has always been his name. )
( he isn't completely unused to bowing in greeting, but it's been a while since anyone did greet him in that manner, and there's a beat before he returns the bow with one of his own. )
Good to meet you, I'm Steak.
( formality isn't exactly anything he's a stranger to, thankfully, but it doesn't fit him quite right, as though he knows what to do but would prefer not to. )
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I primarily use a spear but would not mind testing my skills against another.
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I won't object! It has been some time since I tested myself against a spear.
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I will warn you I do not intend to hold back.
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Hah! You would be a fool to.
( he has no doubt about his strength as a fighter, even after dying. (': )
What's your name and where can we meet?
( he's also very willing to get down to business. )
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My name is Ei. There's a spot in the outskirts of Tokyo which should work. Shall we meet somewhere in Little Edo and go from there?
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There's a tea shop on the main street. I'll be there this afternoon.
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[ True enough, Ei does show up at the aforementioned tea shop and likely stood out due to that she was wearing her typical attire from home and not just a simple kimono or something. Those were harder to fight in, after all.
Her eyes were attentive as she arrived, as the one who wished to fight was likely a distinctive individual. ]
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and it becomes clear he's waiting for someone as his head jerks up when the door opens, red eyes trained on the unfamiliar entrant. he realised, about five minutes after organising everything, that he probably should have asked for a way to identify the other person but oh well.
he can figure this out, right? someone who isn't dressed like everyone else here, and who seems to be looking around has to be promising, right?
so, as a result, Steak decides that the best way to introduce himself is to walk right up and ask; )
Are you here to fight?
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I am.
[ This man looked impressive, like he'd put up a good fight. Exactly what she wanted. ]
I take it you're the man I spoke to about meeting here, then?
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(what? even his Master Attendant instilled some manners in him.) )
Yes. My name is Steak. It's a pleasure to meet you.
( while he certainly isn't going to complain about getting right down to a fight, if she wants to stop and have some tea before (or after), he won't complain there, either. )
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It is a pleasure to meet you as well.
[ A beat follows that, and while she is somewhat vaguely aware this may be a question he receives a lot... ]
Your name. Has it always been that way in sharing the same as that of the food itself?
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I'm a Food Soul. ( so yes, that has always been his name. )
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[ That's not sarcastic, either. It's a new concept to her and as such she kind of wishes to know more about that. ]
Perhaps at a later time you would be so kind as to tell me more about that?
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( he learned to offer some description of himself the last time he realised he had no idea who he was looking for at the teahouse.
and yes, yes he will be there almost immediately, sitting under a tree with his two swords propped up beside him, dozing off in the autumn sun. )
Apologies for the delay! Had some real life explosions and things just settled.
Sure enough he really is a man with horns. Bringing his sword before him, he offers a polite bow to him.]
Greetings. I am Jiang Wuque.
RL is the worst, disrupting our rping like this.
Good to meet you, I'm Steak.
( formality isn't exactly anything he's a stranger to, thankfully, but it doesn't fit him quite right, as though he knows what to do but would prefer not to. )
A-hem...yeah...same here
I came as soon as I could. I hope I did not keep you waiting for too long.