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Post by Sakito on Sept 15, 2006 20:26:45 GMT -5
"No...traditional tea ceremony green tea." Sakito corrected.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 14:27:04 GMT -5
Sakito shook his head. "No...it's my green tea." he stuck out his peirced tounge.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 14:42:24 GMT -5
"Pssh...my peircings out peirce yours." Sakito stated.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 14:51:41 GMT -5
Sakito raised an eyebrow. He pushed back his hair, to show not as many peircings, but peircings in weirder places. "And then there's my nose, bridge, lip and navel..." he smirked. Sakito never wore his peircings except for special occasions.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 14:56:40 GMT -5
Sakito raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" he asked. "Where to? I mean...what peired?"
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 15:04:39 GMT -5
Finally a cart came by. It was the rice cart. Sakito ordered two boxes of sticky rice. "Well...food is coming, now." he said.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 15:12:19 GMT -5
Sakito had already taken some ricke, and started gingerly unwrapping it from the grape leaf package.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 15:18:48 GMT -5
"There's like...other Chinese food." Sakito explained. "It's a chinese restaraunt."
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 15:31:14 GMT -5
Sakito nodded. "Just wait for them." he said, as he ordered some curry calamari. There were three things Sakito was addicted to. Cigs, Dir en Grey and curry.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 15:58:06 GMT -5
Sakito started eating his curry calamari, when he noticed a cart. "=Excuse me. What food is this?=" he asked the waitress pushing around the cart in Chinese.
"=Dumplings. We have beef, chicken, pork and shrimp." she stated. Sakito turned to Hisa.
"It's dumplings."
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 16:06:27 GMT -5
Sakito nodded, and ordered one plate of beef, chicken and shrimp. The waitress left. "There are your dumplings."
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 16:15:38 GMT -5
Sakito blinked, and turned back to his own food, picking at it fleetingly like a bird. He remained silent focusing on his food.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 16:27:52 GMT -5
"Anything else you want?" Sakito asked, still picking at his rice.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 16:31:11 GMT -5
"Psychology, Art, Astronomy, English...the like." Sakito explained.
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Post by Sakito on Sept 16, 2006 21:43:41 GMT -5
"Really? I guess we have it during different periods of the day." Sakito shrugged.
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