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[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

The door opens, and outside, it's dark, and raining. The view, to those who can see through the gloom, and the veritable sheets of water, looks like a street in roughly medieval Japan.

Those with a little more history under their belt might even be able to pinpoint it as Heian-era. But only those with intimate knowledge of the location and era would be able to recognise a street in Heian-kyo.

A (relatively) tall man, made taller by the hat on his head ducks through the door, in out of the rain. In addition to the tall hat, he's wearing the distinctive - if currently somewhat damp - white robes of an onmyouji.

The door clicks shut behind him as he steps in, and he freezes.

"By all the gods and spirits... Where am I?"

((ooc: Please note - Hao is a mind-reader. Not a full-blown telepath, but he can hear thoughts. He has no control over this - i.e., he cannot choose to not read minds. He does it all the time, and if someone doesn't have some sort of mental defence of their own, he's liable to pick up what they're thinking.

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[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

He nods slowly.

"I'll bear that in mind," he says. "Thank you."

[the-grayman.livejournal.com]

Allen rests his cheek on an open palm, his elbow on the table. "Does everyone where you are from wear hats like that?" he asks on a whim.

[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

"No, mostly, it's the priests of various kinds, and those who frequent the court," Hao replies.

[the-grayman.livejournal.com]

"So it's sort of a sign of status?" Allen asks.

[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you could put it that way," Hao says, inclining his head slightly.

[the-grayman.livejournal.com]

"Hm." Allen nods in a polite manner, and realizes he's been prying for a bit. "Erm, did you have any questions about the bar?" I'm a terrible host. Not that anyone's taught me how to do this anyway.

[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I have many questions," Hao replies. "But most of them are esoteric, or highly technical in my particular field."

Yes, he's taking pity on Allen.

[the-grayman.livejournal.com]

Allen gives Hao a completely blank look.

"I'm sorry ... can you say that again?"

[500-year-shaman.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about it," Hao advises. "The kind of questions I have aren't anything you would understand."