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✯ Hey, would you look at that? Maya had won not one but two popsicles at this beach party game! She had come here over the promise of free food and hadn’t been disappointed so far. Those living in poverty must use every chance they have to attend to their basic needs. It’s one of the sayings contained in the Fey Manor’s ‘100 Ways to Save Money’ scroll.

✯ Of course, as gluttonous as she was, Maya didn’t need to eat two popsicles, especially two from the same flavor. So perhaps... she could share it? Yes, that’d do it! It’d fill her quota of good actions today and assure her a better spot at the afterlife, or something like that.

✯ (Now let’s see... Who here could be in more need of a frozen treat? Oh, that guy over here!) She soon spots what seems to be a hobo, for lack of a better term. He must be one, if he doesn’t even have money to buy some trunks for the beach. She approaches him from behind and pokes his back.

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" It's too cold. "

Muttering and grumblings came from the swordswoman as she kept rubbing her arms a little and gave a small sniffle. Why was she brought to this city only to have it colder than ever? If she knew of this she probably would have bought some clothes to keep her warm. Though then again, she had no money, or just little to none.

Right about now she probably would prefer to have some warm tea. Maybe some green tea, that usually tasted really great on a cold day. Especially since it was so warm, and then having something sweet to snack on was great too. Seeing all the shops for food though was a bit over whelming to her. For she had no idea what to choose, and what was good tasting or not.

The woman kept to herself as she exhaled hot air onto her hands and rubbed them together a little to make some heat. She just watched some people walk by her and didn't really pay that much attention to them. Though one person she did pay extra attention to. The item in their hand seemed like it was a container of sorts, but also had something hot in it. For she saw some steam coming out of it, and he was drinking it just fine. Did that mean there was something that was giving out hot drinks ?

It was a dark, cold night of winter. Most people were already at home, taking a sweet trip to sleepland. But not Samejima. Oh, no, he had an important thing to do right now. After all, his sense of 'person being of need of help' were alarmingly high, which he hadn't felt ever since he got into Hive City. This was certainly a job for a true man!

As he arrived at the scene, the place was in a compelte chaos. A bar, and people were brawling all around, raising their voices and fists against those they didn't feel like enjoying, mostly motivated by alcohol. And in the center of it, there was a lone man who didn't dare giving in to such a barbaric behavior.

His light blue beanie made it easy to spot him among the crowd, even with the pile of men, women and others who surronded him, weapons in hand. Now that was mostly unfair!

"Hey, you pack of idiots, what the heck do you think you're doing?" Samejima stood tall, trying to enter the circle to get on front of Phoenix. "I dunno what he did to you lots, but I'm sure you can solve it on 1 vs 1 basis. If you don't intend to play it fair, though..."