<div class="floatleft">(http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-ash2/174383_100002132854853_1904206_n.jpg)</div><em><strong>Name:</strong></em>Mikhail Nikolaevich Dostoevsky<br/><em><strong>Where:</strong></em>Food Court, Japanese place<br/><em><strong>With:</strong></em>Rune<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Mikhail nodded as he pretended to understand everything that Rune had just said. He didn't really care at that point, for he was hungry and food was upon them. He took the chopsticks that came with the meal and before the waiter had left I had asked for a crash-course on how to use chopsticks. The waiter took his own pair of chopsticks and broke them in half, so I followed suit. Then he positioned them between the index finger and thumb and said it was just like a pincer of a crab.<strong>"Oh... that makes sense! A-arigato?"</strong>The waiter nodded, bowed and left.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, Rune,"</strong>Mikhail positioned the chopsticks like he was instructed to and he said in a Russo-Japanese accent,<strong>"Itadakimasu!"</strong>He began to dig into the plate of beef ramen before him and his hunger was slowly being sated. It was a large bowl, but Mikhail has eaten larger, much larger food. Although he was just taught how to use chopsticks, it was like he has always used them. This was because Mikhail was a quick kinesthetic learner, meaning that anything that had to do with physical touching or physical in general, he picked up rather quickly, ergo dueling and chopstick-using.<br/>