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"Ohiayo!" The morning was crisp.

"Daijoubuka? ... Miyagi-Chan?" A nod of the head and a smile for reasurance. Still not believing but pushing the problem aside for the moment her friend goes on. Though Miyagi only catches the last bit.

"-kimi ga iru tawagoto no fukoru!" Miyagi stops and looks at her friend in quizzical annoyance.

"Nani?" Her friend just laughs.

All around them people hustle on with thier own days. Heading down into the subways, onto buses, into taxi's and pushing their way through the streets. Miyagi is caught up in all of this, barely paying attention to her friend's chit chat. All the signs are in a different language, nothing really makes sense besides the random stop sign or exit sign above the doors. The currenecy is odd too. Green bills with old peoples faces on them, marked in numbers she's only barely fimiliar with. She's only here visiting her friend but she knows she should have brushed up on her English. Though her friend is fluent enough to get them both by, Miyagi feels lost in this strange yet oddly fimiliar world.