Snow fell softly upon the Village hidden in the Clouds. It was near the end of Winter, yet the snow keeps on falling off and on. It was nearly nighttime when Izanami's stomach started to grumble. She took a deep breath and sighed. She didn't really want to cook, but she also doesn't want to get cold. She had this dilemma for about thirty minutes until she finally decided to throw on a sweater and some earmuffs and walk out. It would take her about ten minutes to walk from her apartment to Dawnbringer's plaza.
The aroma of food was heavy in the air of all the different types of cuisines. As for Izanami, she was craving steaks. That is the one thing on her mind right now. She would go to a steak house that wasn't too pricey and sat down at a table. A waitress would eventually make their way to the young Genin as she placed her order. "Can I get a water and a medium rare steak?"
The waitress would nod and walk off, leaving the girl alone in her thoughts. It's very weird... When she was a revolutionist, and heard talks of how bad it was in Cloud Village, she half expected there to be either run down or no restaurants at all. But this place, seemed rather big. Even when she herself lived in the out reaches of Port Cirrus, her and her family never went anyplace too fancy to go and eat. Izanami would more or less just look out the window as people would pass on the street as she waited for her steak.
The aroma of food was heavy in the air of all the different types of cuisines. As for Izanami, she was craving steaks. That is the one thing on her mind right now. She would go to a steak house that wasn't too pricey and sat down at a table. A waitress would eventually make their way to the young Genin as she placed her order. "Can I get a water and a medium rare steak?"
The waitress would nod and walk off, leaving the girl alone in her thoughts. It's very weird... When she was a revolutionist, and heard talks of how bad it was in Cloud Village, she half expected there to be either run down or no restaurants at all. But this place, seemed rather big. Even when she herself lived in the out reaches of Port Cirrus, her and her family never went anyplace too fancy to go and eat. Izanami would more or less just look out the window as people would pass on the street as she waited for her steak.