Robert
Another sleepless night at the bazaar and a chilly morning seemed to weigh upon Kenza as he approached the residence. To an onlooker, he was less than himself and tread more heavily than usual. The opulent aesthetic he had some renown for seemed to have given way to muted purple robes and a white sash that pulled back his long hair.

Without much eloquence he caught the ear of a servant and bade him for a cup of tea before turning to the garden nearby. 
At last some harmony, he thought, as he unslung the bag from his shoulder. Letters, accounts, quills and ink.

While waiting for his tea to arrive, the tired young man took a moment to fit together his kiseru. He couldn't clearly remember when he gained this habit, but he found it lent him patience and reprieve. It might warm the cold mood that gripped him.

Seating himself and lighting his pipe, Suio gazed over the stack of books in his bag with a thin frown. It can wait, but not for long.

Perhaps he might find some other distraction before business demanded his attention once again?
Pauline
Takeda rubbed his eyes as he wandered the gardens; an air of sleeplessness around him.

He'd been busy making sure everything was sanctified at the bazaar for weeks now, but with it had come a need to wander outside of the warded checkpoints and catch some open air when he got the chance.

Rounding the corner, the Utaku saw the somewhat dishevelled young man and blinked before giving an apologetic bow.

"My apologies, -sama. I did not realise the gardens were occupied at such an hour" He said, trying to display the rokugani ettiquette his refresher lessons had given him
Robert
Kenza looked up from his bag and regarded Takeda with a tired smile. He rose to return the bow, though offered his hand to shake a moment later. The trader speaks in Mekhem with a soft voice.

"That's quite alright. A servant will be bringing tea shortly, you may stay a while if you like. I am Ide no Suio Kenza."
He seems content to speak. 

Suio puts his kiseru pipe aside, though not before offering it to Takeda. The smell rising from the smouldering tobacco leaves is a little sweeter than usual, some of the mix faintly vanilla-scented.

"Thank you for your work at the bazaar, Utaku-san. It hasn't gone unnoticed." He offers a second smile, slightly effeminate in his manner and appearance.

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Douglas
Yuina's day has been long already, having just arrived that day, gone through meeting the ambassador, and then spent the remainder of the day settling in. With all of the work done, she was in need of a short break. More than that, she was of the mind to bring Tsubasa into the resident's garden so that the Myna bird could also relax. To show Tsubasa wasn't expected to work either, she did not bring any of her Myna equipment, Tsubasa was the sort of bird who would not fly away even without being caged.

Eventually, in the garden, she found she was not alone. Random people were a bit of a concern, an extra complication for her first day, but she knew her work was supposed to involve communication, she couldn't just get away with avoiding random people. At least, in this case, they would be other Unicorns, a decent initial introduction, a proper beginning. With Tsubasa fluttering beside her, she went to check what the others were doing.

She got to see the two unicorns meeting from a distance, hearing that one of them didn't expect to be here either, and the other was being welcoming anyway. That.. Was at least comforting. Tea was at least.. Comforting, she'd been running around for a while as things stood. It was a compelling invitation. Then she heard one of them obviously knew the other, and she felt out of place. Of course, she was the new one here, things were a bit more complicated for her. However, she'd already wandered too close, she would be easily noticed, so there was no choice any longer but to keep going.

"Ah, uh, I might be a bit out of place, but this is my first day in the city. Is.. It.. Alright if I rest here too? My.. Bird.. Needs a chance to spread her wings.. And this seemed the best place to do so." She had needs of her own, but she might have forgotten to mention something like that. She was starting to wonder if there was a criteria for her being here or something.. But of course.. If there was a problem.. She could just leave.
Donald
It was a rare free morning for Ide Khulan, and she had some time to spare seeking quiet harmony.

Usually she did so at the Small Holies, cultivating clarity and peace while growing familiar with the kami in the line of work. But today, she sought the balance of the familiar.

*Though I suppose Moshi-san's prayers are held earlier still.*

But as she approached the Residence's garden, she was surprised to find a gathered group. One of them was the young Utaku shugenja she grew acquainted with. There were two others: a petite female, and a graceful, androgynous young man. Despite his years, however, he had the distinct posture of one carrying the weight of Duty. As in, the neverending Duty which renewed itself each day.

She paused for a moment as she stood upon the stone path, wondering if it was better to leave them be. But deciding that she had come that far, and that further acquaintances would be good to know, she moved towards the benches. And upon closer inspection, she realised that the other young man matched the description of the Clan's mercantile expert: Ide Kenza.

Khulan finally approached, clad in a modest *Deel* Of pale violet and brown now that she was here in familiar grounds, a flowing foreign garment wrapped around her waist. Her accessories were similarly modest, save for the *Meishodo* Jewellery she kept tucked under her sleeves. With a gracious bow, she spoke in a serene tone.

"Good morning, Ide-sama. Utaku-san. And Iuchi-san. It is a peaceful morning for tea, isn't it?"

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Pauline
The Utaku stopped, mouth agape at the name. *Oh so this is the boss of the bazaar. Oh this could not have gone worse...*

"Ide-sama, a pleasure to meet you and thank you for the compliment. I am trying my best to ensure the bazaar is not impacted by my presence." The Young Shugenja bowed, cringing slightly as he remembered his conversation with the prickly Ronin Atsuko. "I would be honoured to stay a while. This is my first posting since returning from Medinaat Al-Salaam myself, and noticed you speak the language. If Ide-sama is more comfortable speaking Mekhem I can oblige."

At the arrival of the Shinjo and Khulan, the Utaku gave bows and smiles, evidently trying to relax. "Good Evening, or Morning Ide-sama, and Iuchi-sama. It is a fascinating time for tea. And Iuchi-sama, I hear birds stretch their wings best where the winds are strongest, and where better are the winds then where four children of the winds are gathered?" Takeda gave a smile to the newcomer.
Robert
The smile that played on his lips spread as Kenza noticed two more arrivals. He rose to offer a bow once again, hair falling over his left shoulder as he does. Kenza repeats his introductions and gestures for the three to be seated. He seems content to speak in Mehkem or Rokugani.

One of the servants soon arrives with two pots of tea and four cups. The first is citrussy and orange, the second amber yellow and brewed with tightly rolled leaves. The merchant pours the tea as each would prefer.
"Tea and company pair well." He hums and regards the three with some curiosity.

"You're welcome, Iuchi-san. The Ide residence is your home within the city. Once you have settled we might find a yurt for you on the grounds." 
The table is enclosed on three sides by exotic trees and plants, giving the Myna bird some space to perch.

"Good morning Ide-san. This tea is quite fresh, it arrived through the bazaar not two days ago."
Kenza raised his cup to drink, the jade-inlaid ring at his finger glinting gently in the sunlight as he does. With a small sigh he seems revitalised.

"We might speak further on the bazaar later, Utaku-san. Your presence is no burden here or there."
In good company, the merchant is happy to listen and observe for a while. The kiseru rests all but forgotten beside him.

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Douglas
It wasn't long until yet another just showed up, some lady who also seemed to just know people, she was feeling a bit out of place. Not exactly a peaceful way to start a morning, but certainly a different one.. Maybe this was different to those who had lived here a while. Maybe this was a normal she would have to get used to. Well, change was something she'd just lived most of her life, why not?

The one seemed to have had a lot of night work to worry about, not even certain if it was still evening or if morning had arrived. He was obviously reading into her family here, but she worried about seeming dishonest about certain vassal statuses. "Tea does sound nice. By the way, I'm Iuchi no Kenshin Yuina, pleasure to meet all of you." She bowed at that, feeling a bit better after a clear introduction. "Tsubasa here is pleased at the company too. The winds here have been a peaceful comfort for her, and she has always loved making new.. Connections." Tsubasa was at least specialized in communications, this time she really was speaking more for the bird than herself. Then again, as she was the one responsible for Tsubasa, it was her responsibility to be involved in communications too.

The arrival of the tea certainly caught her attention by the rich fragrances that came with it. "I actually.. Had to look into that quickly on arrival, for Tsubasa's sake, so we've already got a place to stay. Thank you for your consideration. Tsubasa loves to listen to people, she can even mimic some of the things she hears." It would be important to establish that Tsubasa was good with voices, and even capable of repeating what was said. Mostly for the sake of established privacy. Tsubasa was trained, but the bird liked to practice sometimes out of reinforced habit. Sometimes, it seemed as if Tsubasa was more skilled at being social than Yuina.
Donald
The courtesies exchanged might sound like the sort that flew among the Crane. Certainly, the Empire popularly believed that such words, the polite prelude to proper conversation, were beyond the interest or capability of the Unicorn, Crab, and Lion. Being raised by the Ide, Khulan knew better.

Word of the tea caused her to lift her brows with interest as she moved to a place to be seated.

"Indeed? Most fortuitous timing!" The senior shugenja exclaimed brightly. "Tea happens to be a favourite pasttime of mine."

Clasping her hands together in a respectful salute that seemed like yet unlike a Rokugani gesture, Khulan inclined her head in a grateful bow.

"My thanks to you, Ide-sama, and you, Utaku-san, for your work with it, and all the good it brings. It helps strengthen our material strength and bonds, much as I serve to do the same with our spiritual ones."
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Rising from her gesture, Khulan took her seat and also noted the Iuchi's manners. Thus far, her manners were proper as well as honest about her own limits. This Yuina used the proper protocol for vassals: use the main family name with other Clans and outside their own lands, and the vassal name among their own Clanmates or in Clan lands. And unlike her unorthodox cousin, she did see the point of the rules her father imparted.

"Well spoken, Kenshin-san," She returned warmly, turning to face the bird with a nod while adding "And it is a pleasure to meet you, Tsubasa-san."

Looking among her fellows, she nodded sagaciously.

"As we know, animals reflect the character of their masters. Tsubasa-san's training must surely speak to your dedication, Kenshin-san."
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Then, she turned to the tea, and gestured to it with a tight-sleeved arm.

"Now, then, do any of you have a preferred blend between these two? I would be most willing to help pour."

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Pauline
Takeda looked around between the three other unicorns as they all spoke, taking bried glances at the bird that seemed to be side-eyeing him the entire time. Then again, by their very nature birds side-eye everything, Takeda conceded, so that wasn't all that bad.

To Kenza's words, Takeda inclined his head in a deferential nod "I completely understand, Ide-sama, I do have some ideas and wanted to check their feasability when you have the time. I do, however, understand that this is not the time or place." The Utaku gave a friendly smile. 

To the new arrival Iuchi, Takeda gave a bow and a smile. "A pleasure Iuchi-sama. I am Utaku Takeda, shugenja in our clans traditions. And a pleasure to meet you as well, Tsubasa."

Finally, to Khulan, Takeda gave a somewhat hollow smile and bow at the compliment "Thank you Ide-sama. It-." The young shugenja gave out a small sigh as his mind went over all of the pushing and pulling he had had to do over the safety of the bazaar, not to mention the fight with the Moto over tact "Just, thank you."
Robert
Kenza seems content to pour the tea, though he does smile a little to Khulan. He gestures to the citrus-scented teapot, setting the second aside.
"This is new to the territory. They brew it using needles from a bush rather than traditional tea leaves - some of the furthest travelled caravans swear by it."
A long sip and small sigh followed. Awake and in good company he seemed rekindled and sat up properly, regarding his kin with interest. He busied his hands by cleaning up his kiseru while they spoke.

"We shall have time this evening to speak of business at my office in the bazaar. I shall ask the servants to prepare a proper dinner, Utaku-san." 
Soft if tired eyes eventually turned to Tsubasa. He doesn't quite stare, but the bird holds his attention.
"Training is telling of patience, Iuchi-san. One of my close kin tended the stables at Shiro Ide and tried to tame many creatures. How did you come to befriend Tsubasa?"
Though it could be considered a direct question, Kenza spoke in a soft manner and his demeanour suggested curiosity.

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Douglas
The fruity citrus reminded her that Tsubasa might not have much of an opportunity to snack much here, she didn't exactly bring the bird any fruits this time. Tsubasa was blatantly looking at her, clearly seeking clarity that the smells did not mean there were actually fruits to share, leaving her feeling a bit guilty at not being fully prepared. There would have to be fruits to share later.

For now, she would have to focus upon communication and connections. "Thank you all for the generous greetings. Tsubasa isn't the only bird I've had to train before, as I have been taught to be a trainer of other small birds too, but she is certainly the first and favourite." She paused in consideration for the tea being offered, making sure to shift her own cup to her left briefly before continuing. "I found her originally stuck in a log while still a very young bird, but she was willing to listen to my guidance to escape. She's been keen on listening to me ever since." She lifted her tea with her left hand, despite how contrary that might be for the others, her right hand still down at her side. Her posture could be considered especially cute right now, even if she wasn't consciously doing so.

She found the tea to be as curious in its taste as it was told to be. "This is quite.. Good. Yes, it is good. Needles, you say? Seems like this might have been a good amount of work to prepare. Shipping goods like this so far is alone something to consider. What kind of bush was it anyway? How are the needles treated? What sort of conditions does it thrive in? How is it..." She was cut off by the bird's random interjection of mimicry. 「Good.」".. Yes, it is good. I'm sorry." Considering the myna with her was also something of a migrant arrival to the territory, she had gotten especially curious in the comparisons. However, this was a time to enjoy it, not to study it.
Donald
Some say that tea is the perfect representation of the elements, each one separately working to create it, yet coming together as one. That through tea, a shugenja might better understand and appreciate their bond to the kami and the universe.

But really, Khulan just liked tea.

With an appreciative sip, Khulan savoured the contents of her cup.

"A most engaging blend. Its earthy flavour brings ones senses closer to nature," She commented, her serenity lit by bliss. "An uncommon variety which delights."

She did notice Takeda's sigh, of course. But as much as her instincts wanted to offer a listening ear, she understood the need to save face in the presence of company and a superior. Even in their Clan. So all she could do for now was smile wanly with a knowing look in her eyes.

Her expression cleared as she returned her attention to the group, pouring the next round of cups one by one.

"Then her loyalty is well-placed," She noted to the younger girl. "Any bond with our animal friends takes time to nurture. From the mightiest stallion, to the smallest sparrow. The right magic can allow us to speak with them, but it still requires effort. I certainly remember that being the case during my training; you may get a horse to tell you it wants an apple, but you must still be the one to feed it."

Setting the citrusy pot back down, she straightened her posture, her own cup before her for the moment while she diverted her focus.

"So, Iuchi-san, how long have you known Tsubasa-san?" She asked, reverting to the address used by the others. There was a gentle, inviting curiosity to her tone. "Do you still teach him even now?"

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Pauline
The Utaku took the cup of tea and seemed to nurse it, taking small sips here and there, but contentedly sighing after each sip.

"The Silver Palace in Medinaat Al-Salaam used to serve this. I never got the full name, though." Takeda gave a nod to Kenza. "Thank you Ide-sama, this takes me back to my posting there in a very pleasant way."

Turning to Yuina and Tsubasa, Takeda tried to follow the birds line of sight as he sipped his drink. It was kind of hard given the bird was looking in two directions at once.

"Does Tsubasa put his head down to accept affection from humans? Or accept food such as seed out of hands?" Takeda chuckled nervously at the question, clear eyes had probably swung his way. "Sorry. In Medinaat al-Salaam the *Magi* Had a menagerie of colourful birds. Some of them were small enough to perch and would also ask for help scratching their feathers, or come down and peck seed from my hands and it always fascinated me."

Takeda grinned at Khulan's analogy about a horse needing to be fed the apple it asked for; he'd had quite a few too many of those with Shingen than his clanmates had time for. "Yes Ide-sama. As I have had to take the saying literally sometimes, you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it drink."
Robert
A delicate hand dipped into his bag before Kenza withdrew a ceramic pot, lidded with string and waxed paper. He gave it a little shake before plucking free the string and offering the vessel to Iuchi. The needles inside looked like reddish, dry bark chips barely thicker than the quill of a feather and ending in points. The fragrance that rises is sharp and fruity, somewhere between berries and citrus. 
"I do not know what it is called where it is grown, but my friend tells me that the plant is called a red bush by some. They grow it in different soils and sunlit places to change the flavour." 
He smiles softly and seemed happy to let the others take the rooibos tea, leaving the lid beside one of the tea pots. While reclusive, the man has a small reputation for his open handedness. Kenza drank from his cup and gently worried the inlaid ring around his finger as he sat, half-remembering that he had work to do. It could wait a while longer, he reassured himself.

Though composed in his demeanour, it didn't take a courtier to notice that the man was sleep-deprived. He blinked away a tired stare that fell upon the Mantis embassy in the distance, then corrected his posture. With his cup in hand his attention returned to the table - a thankful bow of the head offered to Khulan as she refilled his cup.

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Douglas
Even as she pondered that she was to enjoy the tea, she found herself with more added to her cup. "Thank you for your consideration. It really is its own taste of.. Nature." Tsubasa was in agreement, especially when the rich fruity smells took to the winds when the needles too were exposed, smelling like food for such a bird. "It certainly seems to be versatile too, if it can grow in so many places and conditions." The tea certainly seemed not just versatile, but mobile, something she had a personal appreciation for. Of course, she wasn't about to dwell on such a curious study, she was to relax and enjoy it after all. She just might have need of reminding herself of this fact a few times.

It might have helped though that she could talk about Tsubasa instead, which could serve as an apt distraction from speculative curiousity. "I'm quite familiar with the use of spells to see what a bird has to say, some of the other birds had needed some.. Clarity in order to be properly trained. It has helped having such a tool on hand. However, it is true that even hearing a bird's thoughts does not always convince them to listen.. Especially since the Myna I need to train must always be so childishly young." She could even recall some instances where even Tsubasa had seemed annoyed by a few birds being a bit too childish.

Tsubasa however was quite the adult bird, probably more so than she was. "Tsubasa was never like that, though. She's been very dependable ever since we met.. I think about five years ago. She's about six years old now, so like a half to a quarter of her potential lifespan. That means there is a lot she doesn't need to know, but everyone always has things they can learn. The city has been new for both of us, leaving us expected to learn new things. Also, like any other, constant practice is always healthy. I in turn make sure to provide her with the fruits she loves, she does not eat seeds.. And, like a samurai, might not like casual contact."
Donald
She chuckled warmly in commiseration with Takeda's addition of the old (and very literal) proverb.

Hearing about other lands was a treat as well, even if her appreciation of them was more distant. One didn't grow under the Ide or train with the Iuchi without some exposure to foreign influences. Despite her traditional tastes and upbringing, she understood the value of red meat, exotic spices, and foreign technology.

"It *Is* Inspiring to think," She mentioned to the others in general. "Nature grows in all places. So all learn to benefit from it. Even across the Burning Sands, there is tea."

*Though I doubt they have tea in the Shadowlands.*

A seemingly inoccuous comment, in the vein of the nothings and small talk that defined courtly conversation. But besides being genuine praise for the substance, it also espoused a view of unity. 

The senior shugenja was all too happy to listen to the younger ones as well, given her own prediliction to assume a sisterly role and demeanour.

"I will keep that in mind whenever I see him," She responded to Yuina's answers about Tsubasa. "Thank you for sharing that, Iuchi-san."

Thoughtfully, she filled a cup and drew back to her seat to enjoy more of her tea.

"But indeed; no matter how old or how set in our ways, there is always more to learn." Khulan said as she lowered her cup. "This city holds new challeneges and lessons for all of us as well, no matter what our duties."

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Pauline
Takeda nodded along with the conversation, his hand drifting to one of his talismans at the mention of the red bush from the Burning Sands.

Taking another sip of the tea, the tired Shugenja eyed the bird again. "So, Iuchi-sama, Tsubasa doesn't eat the seeds from the fruit?" He asked with genuine curiosity. "I've never seen a bird that doesn't eat some from of seeds, so I'm fascinated by the possibility."

"Mind you, I also haven't seen too many birds that can talk quite like Tsubasa-san can either." The Shugenja added "Can he also sing?" Takeda was tempted to try and whistle to see if the bird would mimic him, but thought better of it in proper company.

"Indeed this city holds new challenges and new lessons, Ide-sama. I have already learnt so much here that I am excited for its future."
Robert
Kenza wasn't one to let his tea sit at the best of times, and soon his cup was once again empty. He set it down gently, gaze moving from Takeda and his talismans to Iuchi and her companion. Eyes thinned as the sun caught them, the light glancing between the leaves of the exotic plants that surrounded the kin. The allusion to unity took his interest and the trader leaned in a little, speaking softer still.

"Summer will be here soon, a splendid time to grow with our friends in the city." The man paused for a moment. His habit seemed to be plain words, but a gentle delivery and disarming manner. Kenza's smile was easy and seemed to find him often. 

"Perhaps we might come together? A gathering, or perhaps a celebration.. It could be arranged." Suio considered Ide and Utaku, both of whom had more time in the city proper than the newly arrived Iuchi. With an open palm and small beckon, he invited the others to lend their perspective. The rings of his hand clinked gently against the teapots as he went to refill the cups.

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Douglas
Being in a place for such a little time brought her an impression of natural changes once one's location changes, while also envisiting a sense of distant familiarities in curiousity even in a place so unfamiliar. She might be new here, but things were going to be alright. It was just a shame she could not so directly share this impression with Tsubasa, it was not as if they were sharing something the bird could also have, but that would simply be her own responsibility later as the bird's caretaker. She was also among the youngest around here, and not just in how long she'd been in the city. She certainly had a lot to learn, in lessons and challenges, even to then help Tsubasa with the same.

She was silently pondering this insight while sipping tea when questions of Tsubasa's tastes came up. "I hear her kind is just not fond of the firm texture, though I expect her kind also thinks seeds are also too dry. She seems to really love the juicer fruits, though there are a few that seem better for her than others." It would not be a concept of the time to be aware that the healthiest Myna are kept on a low diet of fruits that are too high in iron, as samurai would not even have a concept that fruits could be high in iron. Too much of an iron intake could be harmful for the little bird, but this would only be seen as a generic list of good and bad fruits, without explanation why.

"Wild Myna sing more like the birds you think of, she is capable of it at least.. But has been trained to be more quiet about that stuff. Instead, she can also sing, in mimicry of a person with any talent. I did not bring her stuff with me, so I can't ask her to sing with anyone if someone wanted to try, but even human humming can be mimicked by a properly trained bird of her kind. You could try anyway, if you wish, she may or may not decide to practice mimicking you anyway. As you are new to her, the chances are very low. But this has been nice, so maybe another time, maybe..."
Donald
Khulan quite liked Kenza's focus and demeanour. Soft but direct, with a focus on kindness and unity. Vassal or not, it was very true to the Unicorn and the Ide. All Unicorns were raised to value Compassion, but the virtue took root most strongly in the Ide and Shinjo. Or so she liked to think, anyway.

The shugenja assisted in refilling, helping to lighten the load for Kenza. She could see that he was attempting to strike a delicate balance between his own lack of sleep and his genuine enjoyment of the company.


Had it been just the two of them she might have more blatantly hinted he should get some rest. But in their happy gathering, even as Unicorns, she understood not to call attention to one's weakness. Not without good cause.

"That sounds delightful, Ide-sama," She said honestly and gently. "Tea is doubly enjoyable in good company one can grow closer with."

As she returned to her seat, Khulan then downed her last cup to the last drop, drinking it at a faster pace but still allowing herself to savour its fragrance and flavour. She then gracefully saluted her companions, hands clasped together.

"Ah, but I must humbly beg everyone's pardon and excuse myself," She said apologetically. "The time is right for me to make my rounds in the Temple Quarter. Though on the way back, perhaps I might visit a fruit stall. Are there particular kinds Tsubasa-san enjoys more, Iuchi-san?"

It wasn't a callout of anyone, but still a useful reminder of duty to help speed them along. Whatever responses were given, Khulan would rise and bow fluidly to the others.

"Thank you once again, everyone, for the company. And you, Ide-sama, for this exquisite tea. I would certainly love to do this again some time."

Rising again and adjusting her *Deel* Subtly, she bade them one last "May the Five Winds be at your back," And departed for her duties.

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Pauline
"I would not be adverse to a celebration. We could even host it at the bazaar to show hospitality and make a show for the vendors." Takeda said to Kenza, a bit of a life coming to his eyes despite the tiredness as his creativity came to the fore. "There have been some members of the different clans I have met here that are open to trying our ways, and such a thing would be a good chance to showcase the various cultures that make up our clan further."

Stifling a yawn, the Utaku drained the rest of his tea with a soft sigh. "I fear I too must leave you while I try and get some sleep before I resume my duties." Takeda added with a soft smile "It was a pleasure meeting you both, please do not hesitate to come find me if I can assist your endeavours in any way."

With a bow the Shugenja gave the customary farewell as well "And may the wind ever be at your back."

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Robert
The trader felt the shift of the mood and rose to return a polite bow, first to Khulan and then to Takeda with his hair falling over his shoulder. He then stood to them both and offered them the proper Unicorn courtesy - a handshake. A soft but firm grip and a show of his trust he offered freely.

"Ide-san, Utaku-san. We shall speak further regarding celebrations come the new season. It has been a pleasure, may the sun shine upon you and the wind be at your backs." One could almost hear the relief as he realised he might soon be able to sleep. With the pair departing his attention turned to Yuina, if not the bird with her. In truth he seems to regard the companion very little.

"Iuchi-san. While the day has only begun, I confess to needing time to rest and to properly dress. It was a long evening of reading, writing and counting. Please excuse me - I will be at my office in the bazaar for my evening meal. If you wish to speak further we shall make arrangements for a second cup and plate."

A third proper bow followed and once more he offered a handshake to Iuchi. Perhaps out of consideration for her, he did offer Tsubasa a small nod of the head too. Once the pair were ready to depart, he would simply collect his bag and depart for his yurt across the estate.

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Douglas
She realized people were leaving. It was probably a good opportunity, she did have her own work to attend to as well. She still had the written document with her, but had been cautious about bringing it out at the time. Maybe.. A bit later, it wasn't time yet.

She considered the fruits Tsubasa liked the most. "Mangos seem good for her, she'll be having some pretty soon.. As a reward for being good. Having extras.. She might appreciate. Thank you for your consideration." She bowed to see the other woman off, taking note at least about the fruit stalls that might be in the Temple Quarter. It at least might not be useless information, something which might help her in the future.

She also provided a bow to the other unicorn who was leaving quite quickly, realizing that unlike some.. Her own rest was basically concluding. After this, and maybe the mentioned fruit reward, they would both be going to work.

Matters of work brought her to the last among the group. What she'd not brought up the whole time was that she had been familiar with their name because of the new order's she'd attained, but not having the Myna equipment on hand and also having other things going on simply made it not the best time. Arrangements.. Would work really well.

She bowed in return but looked upon the right hand being offered to her in handshake, suddenly feeling awkward. "I think.. I shall take you up on that offer. The bazaar might be a good place to meet.. To talk further. I shall see you then." She did not shake the hand, obviously, she instead gave a slight follow up bow. It was almost in apology, it wasn't like this would be a good time to bring up new matters like that. They would be meeting again later, a lot less casually.. And matters of importance could be discussed then.