It was such a lovely day in Ayama, Japan. Nice warm weather, a cool breeze, no rain. It was spring time, just turning summer at that moment, so the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, their petals falling lazily midair from the branches they had come from to the ground below. The scent of flowers was in the air, not too strong a scent, but just subtle enough to be one of the most beautiful of nature's most natural perfumes. And, that particular scent was strongest in Maruyama park, where a certain young lady with a certain special talent was currently taking a walk.<br/><br/>Who was this young lady, you ask? Well, her name is Unmei. Today she was wearing a reversed version of her favorite outfit, which was all black with a little white. Instead, this time around, it was all white with a little black. On her shoulder was a long strapped purse that matched the outfit completely, inside holding some of her favorite things. Her special deck of cards, a few magic items, and of course the usual things, like a wallet and her keys to her house.<br/><br/>Walking along the pathway, she was surprised to hear voices up ahead, ones that she did not quite recognize. Someone up ahead was speaking in English. She knew the language well, and could speak it easily herself, but for someone who was and English speaker meant only one thing. Visitors. Walking closer, she turns a corner and spots a group of three men surrounding a fourth man sitting on a bench. In their hands were cards. She pauses, and watches from a distance as the fourth male does a card trick, a faint smile making it's way on to her lips, her uniquely colored red eyes shining with interest.<br/><br/>She then starts walking again, slower this time, and when she passes by the males, she turns her head slightly to look at the one holding the cards, smiles a bit more, before focusing ahead of herself. However, at one point she pauses, turns on point, and looks directly at the group, tilting her head slightly, her long hair moving along with her. Which, of course, were done up in pigtails that day, with the usual ribbons and such holding it in place.<br/><br/>Raising a hand to slightly cover her lips, she speaks, in English, though it was quite obvious she was Japanese due to her accent. "Excuse me, but...correct me if I am wrong, but were you doing a card trick just now?" She blinks slowly a couple of times, her long lashes fluttering gently. She steps forward once, lowering her hand to clasp it in front of herself, eyes twinkling in the light from the sun that was shining. "If you don't mind, could you maybe do one for me? It's alright if you don't want to, but I would really enjoy it if you did. It would make me happy." The smile that graced her lips grew, the corners moving upwards in a rather enchanting and enticing way.<br/><br/>Maybe this boy knew a few tricks that she did not know yet. She doubted this, but it was worth a shot to try. If anything, it was a change to meet another magician, as there really weren't that many around these parts. And even more rare was finding an actual good one, like herself. And so, she stood there, quietly waiting, that smile still one her lips, and a look of complete interest in her eyes.