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[ilieklolis]

So...anyone know where I can find some good tea around here? I've tried a few, but none seem to hit the spot.

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[sciencedaughter]

I do believe it would not be appropriate for me to recommend the tea shop run by Ukitake Jyuushiro.

[ilieklolis]

An authentic Japanese tea shop here in the city? This place has everything!

[sciencedaughter]

It does have a vast majority of things.

Ukitake Jyuushiro is the 13th squad captain of the gotei 13. A shinigami, like myself, but... not artificially created.

[ilieklolis]

Will he mind if I stop over some time to sample his tea?

[civilizing]

May I inquire as to which teas you've tried?

[ilieklolis]

Mostly green tea, but it's hard to find any that don't taste entirely synthetic.

[civilizing]

Trial and error is usually the best way to find a good one, though what makes a tea good is a matter of preference, I suppose.

[ilieklolis]

They recommended a good tea house to me, but any other suggestions would be good.

[i_ceice_baby]

What's tea?

[ilieklolis]

Tthe dried and prepared leaves of a shrub, Camellia sinensis, from which a somewhat bitter, aromatic beverage is prepared by infusion in hot water.

[i_ceice_baby]

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[ilieklolis]

[comment log]

[mafiaphobic]

[The mid-air X-Burner had been too much in a series of excess. Tsuna could feel the logic slowly creeping back into him -- despite the hyper clarity of the dying will state, it had still seemed so natural to be fighting over a Twinkie -- as he equally slowly began to wake up. He missed the slight chink of handcuff chain in his minute shift, mumbling about it not being fair that they fought over that.

It was when he tried to rub his eyes that Tsuna caught onto the restrained state of his wrists, eyes opening slowly and blinking blearily without comprehension as he pulled his wrists a bit. That didn't make sense, why couldn't he move his hands?]

Ehhh?

[Tug, tug, what was going on here?]

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[ilieklolis]

[Spanner caught the movement out of the corner of his eye, setting down the wrench and plucking the lollipop from his mouth before approaching the small body chained to his Mosca]

You're awake. How do you feel?

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[mafiaphobic]

[After a minute of fruitless tugging, Tsuna had looked up to see what he was chained to and found himself face-to-face -- well, he was quite smaller than it, but it counted! -- to one of the Mosca he had fought in the Millefiore base.]

Hiiieeee?!

[Tsuna had tried to fall back from it, but his wrists kept him firmly in company with the machine and eventually, over his slow panic at being cuffed to the machine and realising that his hands were bare and both the mitts and dying will pills were not where he could feel the weight or presence of, he heard the familiar voice from back then and from the network the other day.]

...what? I-I'm fine-- owow!

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[ilieklolis]

[Crouching to get closer to him, he tried to disarm the Vongola with a casual grin]

The name's Spanner, and don't worry. I won't tell anyone you're here, but I meant it the other day when I said I really wanted to see your X-burner in action.

[small_comfort]

Kurotsuchi-fukutaichou is right! Ukitake-taichou's tea shop is probably the best!

[ilieklolis]

Good to hear. I can't wait to stop by then.