It was days like today that Kura had sat around outside and looked into the sky hovering above him, his eyes searching for something new that he had never seen in his long life before. Each day came with no success and yet there had been something he had learned that wasn't compounded with his original plans. Today was one of the days he didn't have to attend a class or really sit around at school, which even though he acted like an anti-social shut in around most, he didn't mind having this one day to focus on work. Since working at the cafe, Kura himself had been a little more social around people since being a server required him to display some form of social interaction amongst his boss and co-workers even if it was only two or three sentences.

Prepping himself for the day he sat his Yukata onto his bed and threw on his work clothes, for him it made no sense to wear something as nice and formal as that when he could get dirty. After a few moments of fiddling with his attire and felt pleased with it he would smile and begin on his way to work, wondering if someone had actually arrived before him to open up shop. As Kura made his way through the city towards the cafe, he couldn't help but look around at the people passing him by, the few that looked at him were given the same stare in contemplation before smiling and walking off. It was odd walking about in human clothing and looking like them after four hundred years, and yet if only they knew then would he receive the same stare? Oh the curiosity was within him and yet he wanted nothing to do with the ramifications of his actions with the school.

As he stopped in front of the cafe he made sure that his clothes were without fault before pushing the door open and found it to be locked. Standing there with nothing else to do, he simply knocked on the door to notify whoever had been inside if anyone had been that he was outside.

Kura stood in front of the door for a moment, his ears picking up the sounds of someone moving about inside of the shop itself. At first he thought it to be his boss, Larse, it was until the door had opened that he saw it was Erin. He could smell it on her...The smell of the Kitsune about her which he didn't pick up on it until he had started working here. He had spent most of his time away from his kind in his family shrine so being around other Kitsune made him feel...a little off in a sense. As he walked into the cafe, he stopped near the first table as he looked around heavily before sniffing the air for a moment," That smell," the mere fact that his nose had scrunched up meant that something in here had smelled bad or at least by his standards and yet he was compelled not to even ask what it was.

He had spent so much time wondering what exactly was the smell that he had been picking up that he had missed what Erin had said only to turn to her with a stoic expression," I had nothing else to do...So I wanted to come in before anyone else," it was known that Kura wasn't exactly the conversationalist, especially in class where he would only speak unless spoken to. Taking a seat in one of the tables near the display case, he rested his head onto his right fist and exhaled slowly, his mind slowly preparing itself for work and the many people he would have to deal with. Maybe this job was to help him better himself when it came to talking to others, but like any plan he was planning on taking it slow.

"Its the same as its always been lately is it not? I just hope it goes by rather quickly...What is that smell Erin?," his eyes shifted towards her slowly expecting a small response since she was the only one he could see here so far. When she had finally explained what it was exactly, he sat upright and looked over her into the kitchen before looking around again," Did I...Just set myself up for something that could kill me?," he didn't know if this was going to be something that he would regret or not, but in his long years of life he wasn't scared of much...but this on the other hand he was dreading. Sighing he would go against his better judgement and just nod signaling that he would try it. He wanted to say something like "if this kills me i'll haunt you forever" yet it sounded a little cliche and not appropriate for this situation.

Once Erin had brought him the Marzipan, he simply stared at it for a moment and scanned it with his eyes before eating some of it. One could tell by his eyes that he immediately didn't like this and instead chose to simply stare at Erin instead of saying anything, his eyes screaming," Why did i agree to this" because it didn't taste good to him at all. Forcing down the bit that he tasted, Kura pushed the plate away and sighed," Remind me to never try something like this again...," those were the only words that he needed to say about that before laying his head down.

Kura could tell slightly that Erin had enjoyed dealing with the many people that came to and fro from the the cafe, though he couldn't see exactly why she liked it he could however see why it would be fun. To her comment he only offered a small smile before running his fingers through his hair," I guess...You must be a people person then Erin," it was no surprise that Kura didn't like being around too many people and yet when he came to work it was a different story altogether. The cafe had offered another place in order for him to hone his "people" manners and conversation skills, but seeing from this conversation alone he was failing pretty hard.

After he had ate the Marzipan he sat there contemplating on the taste overall before making an assessment of it, though the taste was good to an extent it felt as if it was missing something...or rather had a little too much in it. After she took the plate away he would rub his chin in thought before absentmindedly speaking," The taste wasn't bad yet it was as if you added a little more than average...Not that I would know or anything," clearing his throat he wouldn't want to give off the vibe that he had even the slightest bit of experience when it came to cooking, given he had lived alone for what was a long time, he had to learn it to survive. He would hope that what he had said wouldn't spark any further questioning in which he would simply look at her in silence until the subject was changed.


"Its fine...I don't see it as jumping me, though next time as a precaution...Do tell me what recipe you are using okay?," offering her small smile he slowly stood up to help with the display cases. Looking around it for a moment he would tilt his head before smiling," Is Eva the one you usually have helping you about?," of course he didn't know her name committed to memory he remembered seeing another woman around the cafe. For a moment he would put some of their wares into the cases while doing a bit of organizing before sitting down. Kura didn't mind Erin in the sense that she wasn't boring nor a hassle, which to most they would be considered as such. Maybe it was the fact that he thought her to be a Kitsune which would have made him feel a little at ease, but he wouldn't quite ask about that...not now at least.