Mura was on a house call, by the orders of the old woman. She was suppose to stop by one of the local Shinto temples and preform a reading. It was strange though, the old grandma would do this sort of thing herself. Why the drunk sent her was something Mura questioned all the way to the temple
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Mura uncharacteristically entered the house in an almost hazy dream like state. “I am home” She called out as she took off her shoes, “Welcome home darling! How was work?“ Her mother Taki called out from the kitchen before she returned to humming a happy tune as she made the lunches for tomorrow, her father Chihiro was sitting at the dinner table
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Mura was once again at her part time job, the winds of change were blowing, and she felt something ominous was in the air. The question Amanda Evers, now Sawada, asked still lurked within the young fortune teller’s mind. She asked about the gangs and their conflict, yet this war lord had no answer for the young blond foreigner
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Mura relaxed into the plush dark red seats. It was her day off and she was enjoying it. Actually it wasn't really her day off by choice but really by chance. Her ever so loved boss-lady had to go on a trip up north, something about an old friend and something wrong with said old friend. Thus for today she had it off and to herself
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Mura had yet another tough day at work. She cursed the teenagers mentally for a full five minutes. Roughly she packed her bag shoving and stuffing it full of her things. After a moment a calmness came over her and allowed a clear mind to resurface. It wouldn't do her any good to be distracted on the walk home, not when dangers lurk in the shadows
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Mura sat and watched the people past through the shopping hub of Tokyo. Taking a lick of her ice cream cone, Mura stood and followed the flow of people. She listened to them talk on their cell phones, friends at their sides, or maybe a loved one next to them. Another lick and Mura stopped at a small side shop. She glanced at the items for sale with
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Mura sighed softly as she finished up with a costumer. She neatly cleaned up the cards and waited for the next one to come. Thanks to summer and the fact school was out; Mura spent most of her time at work. The same was true to who came to seek her advice
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