Mura sat in her room and read in the soft glow of her lamp. The room was painted black and had a few ghost/demon things on the walls and around the room. It was clear what Mura's hobby were just by the collection of books, research, and items that graced the room. A soft knock broke her attention and drew her eyes to the door ( Read more... )

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Mura looked back at her group with a smile, for sure they will get points for this. Well maybe not for sure since they had to gain points vai a quiz this round. Black hair bounced about as she listened to the instructor talk about the plant, animal, and other life around ( Read more... )

Mura checked her shoe cubby for any traps and found it empty- her street shoes but that was it. With a smug smile on her lips she glanced around, and it was just as she thought people backed away from her and her own Hazing has stopped. 'good I was getting sick of these fools ( Read more... )

Mura sat at a small table and ordered a cup of tea. She was here to wait for Kazuya and what she could do for him. WHen her tea came Yukimura began to slip it a charming smile on her face. Yes today was a good day.

Mura walked down the street with some irratation. It was once again time for work and if she had to put up with that old lady she was going to blow. With a sigh Mura rounded the corner and if any young or old man had the wise idea to touch her she would promtly elbow him in the gut and kick him in the shin. She was in a lest then pleasent mood ( Read more... )

Mura sat at her normal place for lunch, the bento beside her was now empty. In her hands was her deck of tarot cards, every so often Mura would glance up scan the outside lunch grounds then turn back to her cards. She would flip one up glance at the title and place it at the bottom of the deck, and so on until all 72(i think thats all of them) ( Read more... )

It was a small shop placed in the middle of two larger buildings on both sides. They casted a rather dark shadow on the small house like place, the only thing that gave it away as a shop was the sign out front 'Eye of Truth'. A small rumor whispered its ways to the ears of Tokyo's youth, the seer was always right and could truely see your future. ( Read more... )

Mura let out a breath as she stood over one of the over-ramps on one of Tokyo's busy streets. She was dressed in a long black dress with a low cut neck, and a rather occult looking neck lace around her neck, high lace up boots, earings, and just a tad touch of lip stick and make-up. Yukimura's hair was half up and half down ( Read more... )

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