snowlark:

[the tea house is small and dark but scrupulously clean, and mysteriously quiet despite the traffic outside]

[in a room in the back Kyoumi sits in seiza, dressed in a simple dark red kimono, and waits]

yakyuuza:

[just out doing his routine late night shopping rounds of things he's running low on--meaning mint gum and bullets, mostly. He likes the city better at night anyway, and he's more at home being able to carry his sword relatively unconcealed thanks to the shadows doing most of the job for him]