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Kyoraku is sitting with his back leaning against the wall, holding a small ceramic cup in his left hand, is right sitting upon a pair of sheathed swords laying across his lap.
"So... erm, hello?" He gives a very relaxed, short wave to the camera with his right hand.
"I've explored a little around this place and stumbled upon a drinking establishment of some kind, no one was around so I have helped myself to some Sake."
Kyoraku looks away from the camera and raises the cup to his lips, taking a sip while he mumbles, "I hope that isn't going to be a problem for someone."
He looks back into the camera and gives a friendly, though slightly cheeky smile.
"I haven't met anyone else yet but I've heard voices over this communication device. I don't know what this place is and since I was brought here against my will I can only assume something serious is going on."
Kyoraku's expression and voice changes, taking on a more serious tone. "I don't like it when things have to be taken seriously, it spoils my mood."
He raises the cup to his mouth, taking another drink before smiling again.
"So, since we must have a serious conversation I would much rather do so over a drink and in person. Perhaps the person responsible, or even those who can give an explanation of what's happening will be willing to join me here and talk things over."
He reaches behind the camera, bringing forward a clay pot with a small cork in it. Sitting his cup down next to another on the table in front of him he pours out a second cup of the clear liquid and slides it toward the camera. "I'll be waiting."
[Transmission Ends]
Kyoraku is sitting with his back leaning against the wall, holding a small ceramic cup in his left hand, is right sitting upon a pair of sheathed swords laying across his lap.
"So... erm, hello?" He gives a very relaxed, short wave to the camera with his right hand.
"I've explored a little around this place and stumbled upon a drinking establishment of some kind, no one was around so I have helped myself to some Sake."
Kyoraku looks away from the camera and raises the cup to his lips, taking a sip while he mumbles, "I hope that isn't going to be a problem for someone."
He looks back into the camera and gives a friendly, though slightly cheeky smile.
"I haven't met anyone else yet but I've heard voices over this communication device. I don't know what this place is and since I was brought here against my will I can only assume something serious is going on."
Kyoraku's expression and voice changes, taking on a more serious tone. "I don't like it when things have to be taken seriously, it spoils my mood."
He raises the cup to his mouth, taking another drink before smiling again.
"So, since we must have a serious conversation I would much rather do so over a drink and in person. Perhaps the person responsible, or even those who can give an explanation of what's happening will be willing to join me here and talk things over."
He reaches behind the camera, bringing forward a clay pot with a small cork in it. Sitting his cup down next to another on the table in front of him he pours out a second cup of the clear liquid and slides it toward the camera. "I'll be waiting."
[Transmission Ends]
