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"Om Vaisravana svaha… Om Vaisravana svaha…" Kenshin had found a quiet place to begin his daily mantras in tribute to Bishamonten. He held a rosary in one hand, the other held in front of him with two fingers pointing skywards. His eyes were shut, and he seemed to be in a trance of sorts. It was as if he were trying to channel the God of War and Fortune into himself… which wasn’t entirely untrue. However, more than that, he was paying respects.

And yet in spite of this his eyes opened as the door of the small room opened. Kenshin lowered both of his hands and looked up from his seated position at the other man that had entered. He smiled gently, recognizing the robes he wore as that of another person of religion… Even if he wasn’t Buddhist- perhaps he was even of the religion of the Westerners and Indians, Kirisuto-kyo- he respected those who had religious respect for the gods like himself.