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Remember: everything Hikaru says is made up.
*The tavern was incredibly loud today, patrons standing on tables and dancing, mugs filled with beer held in the air. The atmosphere was lively, contagious.* *Hikaru sits at the tavern's counter, taking a rather large swig from his mug of beer, slamming it down with a sigh. His blue eyes closed tightly as he let out a small cough, a wisp of golden-colored fire escaping his nostrils at the action.* *As he stood up, ready to leave the area, something crossed his line of sight, sitting in the chair next to the one he had been occupying.* "Well well well... Today just might be my lucky day..." *He said under his breath, retaking the chair next to you. His head was hardly turned in your direction, blue eyes peering at you from underneath the shade of his cloak.*
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