<strong>Chisato Arikawa<br/>Time: June 5th, afternoon<br/>Location: Shopping District, "Threads of Fate"<br/>Tagged: Shine, Rise</strong><br/><br/>"Oh, well." She slipped the card into her purse; it would seem a bit rude to refuse it, she felt, and then the gentleman might insist, and that<em>would</em>get... unduly creepy and spooky. Despite not buying into his whole mysticism thing, she didn't betray a hint of thinking as much; being able to not offend people was<em>very</em>important, after all, and if he believed in magical cards.... then, he believed in magical cards, and more power to him. He'd certainly given it a great deal of thought, that much was obvious by the way he talked.<br/><br/>Her lips pursed together, and eyes widen, when someone near the store's entrance spoke her name. She pivoted around, spotting... some pretty young woman who apparently knew her. The confusion was etched clearly across her face, giving way to surprise: she'd been<em>recognized!</em>For a few moments, Shine would be able to confirm that his latest inference was spot-on, as Chisato's expression flickered to something rather like panic as she tried to decide how to react, what kind of impression she needed to make. Someone who called her Chisato, so they weren't just a fan of hers--to a fan, she'd be Kaede, the name on the pictures--and not some old friend or teacher; too young for the latter, actually. And, then...<br/><br/>"Oh my goodness!<em>Risette?</em>" The oddly insightful, more-than-somewhat ominous fortune-telling was forgotten in a burst of almost childish excitement as she whisked her own glasses from her face and deposited them in her purse in a single fluid movement, all but bounding across the smallish shop. "I can't beli--I mean,<em>wow</em>, I--oh, geez, I'm sorry." She cleared her throat, a rush of color rising in her cheeks. She'd positively made a fool of herself.<br/><br/>"It's just, I was<em>such</em>a fan of yours, growing up. I never imagined I'd meet you somewhere like<em>here.</em>" She gave a self-deprecating chuckle, then looked off to one side, murmuring abashedly, "You know, before I came in, I honestly<em>thought</em>it was a clothing store." Hopefully the owner wouldn't hear that; or if he did, he wouldn't be offended.<br/><br/>Chisato took in a deep breath, and steadily regained her composure. "Wow, sorry, I'm acting like a total spaz." She let out the rest of that breath in a sigh, and absently combed the fingers of one hand through her hair. "Um, pretty much, like you said... hiding." She offered up a slightly embarrassed smile. "Not doing a very good job of it, I guess, huh? I seriously just arrived here this morning." A self-deprecating chuckle followed.<br/><br/>Someone like Risette--Rise? probably Rise--noticing her was... not all that surprising. Rise was in the looking-pretty-in-front-of-a-camera... business, or at the very least must still have had connections there. Chisato just hadn't expected any of the people who'd recognize her under her newer name to be in... Inaba.<br/><br/>"I'm moving here, actually. Going to college, Inaba's supposed to be... well, you know, out of the way. My manager said I--oh, no, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. What are<em>you</em>doing here, of all places? Ah! If you don't mind my asking, that is."