[Kysaly]

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Kysaly

Kyss Café was a small little place to come for drinks and homemade sweet and savory snacks. Though it hadn't been open for too long, it was a quaint little area for anyone to come into. Gentle instrumental music played in the background, with the small of cinnamon and vanilla subtly coating the air. It was cozy, though not very busy at all. The thing about this place is that it was tucked away at the end of a busy street, which meant that a lot of people wouldn't go the extra few steps to find out about it.

Of course, that was on purpose. When there wasn't a need for a café, Kysaly used the rest of the building as a makeshift clinic, taking up the lower level of the location as their private clinic. It had to be subtle and forgettable for those reasons, as if to not get people snooping around too much.

Kysaly would be behind the counter, which was cream colored, fixing themselves a London fog. Not that it was particularly cold out, but it felt like the type of day that needed a warm drink to keep you going. Behind them was an antique looking blackboard sign with cursive decorating it. A fake flower border was around it, with star string lights making it sparkle to a certain degree. To the left of them, there would be a display case with sweets and savory pastries.

Notes

ᓬ Brown slacks, dark green blouse.

Kysaly Minagawa Kanoho

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[Minagawa Kanoho]

It had been a busy day. Every day was busy. After all most criminals did not exactly respect breaks or off days, or Kanoho's private time, for that matter. He had found himself surprisingly in the middle of several minor incidents, each trying to use the respective other as bait to escape from the police and the heroes. While none of them were individually big or dangerous the sheer number of villainous individuals had forced the Courtroom Cannon to work together with the local police department to contain the damage. Primarily his damage. What a bunch of lazy bums... both these guys... He conjured the image of the beaten and unconscious thugs to mind. ...as well as the heroes that were supposed to be on duty today. Why do they even bother to wear the mantle of a "hero" if they dont actually appear on scene when something happens?!

He shook his head and grimaced, looking at the back of the head of the police man in front of him. At the moment any cooperation with the police had been riding on his limited fame that he had gained in Yamagata. Former colleagues had since spread through most of Japan, taking his name with them.

When he had found out that amidst this group of officers, somewhere in the middle of Tokyo, some not only knew of him but also strived to live up to his ideal, he had felt a pang of pride. Connecting with the simple man was also a duty of every hero and it boosted the morale even more. After the cleanup of the scene he had offered to treat the officers to a free martial arts course sometime, both to gain their favor and also some possible insight in the Tokyo hero and villain landscape.
After quirks had made their appearance not only on the civil side but also on the dark side of society and heroes and villains had begun to spring up in each city, the law had rapidly found its long arm grasping thin air. Regular police officer, even now that many boosted a quirk of some kind themselves, were simply not trained well enough to handle a serious ability powered threat. At least this had seemed to be the case in many rural areas. But what the police forces lacked in firepower they usually made more than up in quantity and a kind of... invisibility that Kanoho knew well to respect.
Police gossip was an invaluable resource to him, especially now that he was treading on foreign ground.

Now he was walking down the roads of Tokyo again, his hero uniform, a white montsuki with red accents, tucked away and his baton in his hand and serving as a cane. He knew it would only be a short while before he would have to leave for his next patrol, but even men like Kanoho needed a break occasionally. Out of the corner of his eyes he suddenly spotted an almost antique looking little storefront, all warm fuzzy memories and rainy afternoons. The sound of soft instrumental music could be heard and it didnt seem to a great many regulars at its tables. According to my schedule i should have about... 35 minutes before i have to get to Ueno. I think a small drink is in the books...
With a small nod to himself he entered Kyss Café and scanned the inside. None of the other patrons seemed to mind him and the interior seemed pleasant enough. By instinct his eyes searched for signs of broken regulations, water damage or traces of pests but found everything seemingly in order. This place seemed almost to good to be true.
Brushing with his hands over his dark suit and retightening his sash he stepped to the counter. "Good day. Might i have a table for one, please?" His voice had the tone of gravel frolocking in a field of flowers, all corners and grinding edges but with an attempt at friendliness.

coded by benetnasch of THQ

Muse:
Violin Sonata No26 in Bb

Notes:
N/A

Active Laws (Targets):
N/A

Words:
668

[Kysaly]

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Kysaly

Kysaly tried not the think too deeply about the people that entered their store. They had people of all walks of life that came in just for a quirk drink or snack. Kysaly wasn't going to discriminate or make it known that they cater to a certain side of the law. If they kept it civil, anyone could enjoy this space and perhaps even get to know someone they wouldn't know otherwise. Here, no matter your standing in society, you could have a breather and enjoy yourself.

The same went for their newest patron. Kysaly would look him up and down, and then give him a warm smile. "Good day to you as well." Kysaly did not think that his voice sounded bad, but it was for sure the voice of someone that had been through a lot and had worked hard at whatever they did. His outfit was a bit flashy, so Kysaly assumed that they were perhaps a hero. "Of course. You can either order here, or I can give you a menu at your table." Since they asked for a table though, Kysaly would move out of the work area and move close to a nice moon shaped table to the right of the café. Passing them a menu, they would smile to him once more. "Please let me know if you have any questions. Our special for today is an Americano with a buttered scone and strawberry Danish for 300 yen."

Notes

ᓬ Brown slacks, dark green blouse.

Kysaly Minagawa Kanoho

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[Minagawa Kanoho]

Without missing a beat the young woman behind the counter smiled at Kanoho before leading him to an artsy looking table on one side of the cafe. Her casual garb made her almost seem as if she was just one of the patrons in here, accidentally having wound up behind the counter somehow. In his mind Kanoho placed her somewhere in her early twenties perhaps, even though her voice sounded somewhat... older? He frowned lightly but didnt pursue the topic any further, instead slowly lowering himself on the chair presented to him. "Thank you." His eyes grazed briefly over the menu, although he had already made up his mind. The special sounded good, affordable and like an easy choice; even though he did not know what a "strawberry danish" would end up being.
He looked up to the girl.

"Your awfully young to be working here all alone, arent'u? Very irresponsible of your superior to leave you by yourself with no additional staff." Not to mention the ever present danger of villains... He finished the sentence in his head. While the établissement had seemed compliant with current regulations it had also looked to small and... niche for any self-respecting villain to actually consider it a target. When he had come in and scanned the room he hadnt noticed any kind of obvious security installation; not that he had actually looked specifically for it. This is just a robbery waiting to happen... Without his conscious decision he grimaced. Already he could feel himself preparing to take this area of Tokyo on the list of districts to watch more closely. This was not the first place he had seen that seemed unprotected, even though this was the first one he actually entered.
Might be a good idea to get a feel for the neighborhood too...

coded by benetnasch of THQ

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N/A

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Words:
303

[Kysaly]

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[attr="class","AudenHidden"]a simple place

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Kysaly

They would smile gently at their new patron, trying their best to interest him enough so that he stayed. Sometimes it was hard to get people to come back a second time, so Kysaly tried their best to make it a good experience the first time. If they did everything they could, then that was all they could hope for.

Kysaly would blink at the comment of leaving them alone. Did he think that they were super young or something? With a warm smile, Kysaly would clarify some information for him. "I'm the owner sir, so I suppose I should be getting myself in trouble for not giving myself help." Covering their laugh a bit with the menu they had in their hand, Kysaly found the notion funny. They'd gotten mistaken for younger, but it was kind that he was thinking of their well-being like that. "And I'm twenty nine, though I know I have been mistaken for much younger before." It was sweet that he cared for them, but Kysaly was more than capable to handle themselves, or rather had people to handle it. Though he was off right now, they tried to have one of their friends as a patron in the store, who was really there to rough anyone up that tried to do anything in the store.

Due to their vigilante connections, they were also in contact with some pretty good assassins and hitmen, just encase there was ever a need to go that extreme. "I appreciate you wanting to ensure my safety though. Were you able to pick what you wanted today, sir?"

Notes

ᓬ Brown slacks, dark green blouse.

Kysaly Minagawa Kanoho,

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[Minagawa Kanoho]

"Oh?" Kanoho sounded equal parts surprised as dismissive. "Apologies if i sounded... rude in that case. " He implied a slight nod before continuing. "Ah, yes, of course. I would like to have the special you mentioned earlier." To have her own store at this age... impressive. Life in the big city sure is different... He rested his baton on a nearby wall, well within reach but not overly obvious, and allowed his thoughts to drift for a few moments. It was days like this that made him genuinely satisfied with being a hero. Normal lives, happening in normal places and under normal rules.

Along with his mind his eyes took leave, wandering freely over decorations and patrons alike. If what the girl said was true and she really did run this place all by herself then he could not help but feel somewhat impressed. Her little cafe was clean, lovely and well designed. Briefly he considered giving her a tip at the end of her service, but decided against it. After all, true pleasure should arise from a job well done. If she was the owner of this place then surely she must also understand that all profits should stem from her own effort and not the clients friendliness.

Absentmindedly he began laying out his route for the remainder of the day, starting with Ueno District. Tokyo was a big big city, and he still had some troubles orienting himself, not the best base to build his new reputation on. If he was going to find out more about the recent events that had taken place here he would need to have a clear picture of where what was going on.
He eyed the young store owner again. What a happy coincidence that you would actually be the one in charge here.

coded by benetnasch of THQ

Muse:
N/A

Notes:
Sorry for the delay

Active Laws (Targets):
N/A

Words:
302

[Kysaly]

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[attr="class","AudenHidden"]a simple place

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Kysaly

"Not at all. I appreciate that you think I'm so youthful, sir." Kysaly usually wasn't so honorific, but being a store owner in Japan made it so that it felt weirder not to be. They'd smile down to him and write down his order. "I will be back with your order in a moment." With a very well mannered bow, Kysaly would turn around and get working on his order. It wouldn't take too long to make, as the scone and danish where still a little warm from being baked only a little while ago.

Coming back to his table, they would place the Americano on the table first, before offering the scone and danish on the same plate. Jam, butter and lemon creme curd were offered for the food, and an assortment of sugars, milk and creamer were offered for the coffee. A spoon, and three better knives were gently laid down wrapped in a pretty red napkin. "There you are sir. Let me know if you need anything else today." Kysaly would smile once more, their hands resting in front of them as they waited for a confirmation to leave.

Notes

ᓬ Brown slacks, dark green blouse.

Kysaly Minagawa Kanoho

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[Minagawa Kanoho]

Kanoho smiled and nodded as the girlie walked off to take care of his order. Then he relaxed for the first time. The murmur of the other patrons, the quiet rumbling of cars outside and the natural sounds of the environment gave the entire situation something picturesque. For a few deep breaths he could imagine the whole world to be like that, peaceful, calm and in order. People were working, earning their place in the world, as they should, protected by the laws of nature. He opened his eyes again just as the store owner had started to move towards him again. Seeing her carry the plate with a scone and a fancy looking dessert next to it, a little cup in the other hand, he mentally pat himself on the shoulder. THIS. This is what your protecting... This is what we all should be working for, people that respect the system.

At his table she placed down the order along with spreads and necessities for his coffee. Proper table etiquette had never been his strongest suit, especially considering his upbringing, so for a moment he merely stared at the wide range of utensils placed before him. Does it really need three knives? Then the owners words interjected, offering a welcome chance to avoid the embarrassment of picking the wrong knife.
"Thank you very much. There is actually a little something, if you dont mind. I am aware, that you are currently working, so feel free to interrupt me if i should trouble you with this." He decided to bring out all of his diplomacy and politeness. "You see, maybe it is obvious, but i am not from around here, from Tokyo... I am however looking for a place to settle down, so i was hoping maybe i could ask you a few questions regarding the surrounding area?"

It felt uncomfortable to him to be this opaque about his true intentions; although he managed to avoid outright lying. Before his thoughts could catch up he could feel the mask already slipping, dropping the attempted masquerade before it even had the chance to yield fruits. "Bear in mind that, while i am not on duty right now, it is a citizens responsibility to answer truthfully. " Following his instinct he immediately pulled out his Hero License, contained in a neat little leather envelope with a clear view at the front. At the bottom of it another card in a similar sleeve swung about, his old police identification, just to really drive the point in. It was always good to establish a clear line of command, even if one was just having a good old conversation.

coded by benetnasch of THQ

Muse:
N/A

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N/A

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Words:
443

[Kysaly]

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[attr="class","AudenHidden"]a simple place

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Kysaly

With a big smile, Kysaly was a bit thrown off by the question they were given. This man wanted advice about the area? They'd blink, thinking for a moment if they were even the correct person to ask about it. "Well, I suppose so." Kysaly had nothing better to do at the moment; everyone else in the building already had their meals and drinks.

Just as they felt comfortable about answering what Kysaly seemed was an innocent civilian, he pulled out his hero license. Kysaly didn't grimace, but in their head they kind of recoiled. To Kysaly, they were more than happy to help out a fellow person with understanding the area, but they were a bit less enthused to be asked questions in fear that it was some type of interrogation from a hero. To add onto it, he'd also been a cop? Great.

Still, Kysaly wasn't scared or intimidated, only annoyed. Sitting down across from Kanoho, they would have a perfect posture. "I feel it was a bit unnecessary to do all that sir. I was going to answer either way." Kysaly would keep their composure, but throwing around that you were a hero and a former cop in their café wasn't something that Kysaly appreciated. They prided themselves on this being a neutral and safe place for anyone, so the fact that someone like Kanoho may become a regular here would perhaps place some of their other patrons on edge. They also didn't like being referred to as just a citizen, because they were so much more than that. They weren't lesser just because they didn't have fancy badges to flash around. Those thoughts of course, would have to stay silent for now.

"What is it that you want to know about this area?" They'd place their hands in front of them on the table, looking over Kanoho as if they were the one getting interviewed.

Notes

ᓬ Brown slacks, dark green blouse.

Kysaly

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