GC Tea House

[Diabolicus]

Coy Ote lands his Bloodhound on the station after having escorted a Crysanthenum transport from New-York. The smell of the landing bay reminded him Roppongi's for some reason. He had been invited to rest on the station for the night, an offer he gladly took. It wasn't his first time in Kusari, he would come through once or twice to get supplies as he was employed by Planetform, but it was his first time in Hokkaido, let alone a Golden Crysanthenum installation. Unaware of Kusarian costums, though, he was hoping he wouldn't offend anyone. Unsure if he had the right to look anyone the eyes, he snakes his way to the bar, silently greeting everyone on his way there. He finally recognized the smell, one that he dreads: Cardamine. But, he was a guest and it wasn't his job to criticize, but rather to enjoy his stay. The smell was overwhelming, as he entered the bar, and he was hoping he wouldn't be intoxicated by it. He hasn't been questioned yet about his affiliation, so he assumed that they were informed about it. He takes a seat by an empty table, next of a table where people were having a conversation in their native language. Coy wasn't a japanese speaker at all, so he didn't pay much attention to them. He hadn't even had time to make himself comfortable that, already, he was served some hot water, with a pouch in it containing an orange substance. ''A--Arigatou'', he babbled, completely unsure about if he was using the correct formula or not. Cardamine tea? He had never even thought of such a concept before. He hated cardamine, but he didn't want to be rude, either. He nervously looked around as he was going to take a sip.

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