After an entire year of travelling fairly often throughout Europe, Nahlahla had finally decided it was time to spend a little bit longer in one location. She did enjoy the experience of meeting new people and sharing new experiences, but unfortunately, sometimes it all passed her by. She'd been recommended by another fellow traveller to visit Japan, alongside other East Asian countries. After hearing very briefly about it, and after also reading a backlog of TerrorTours columns, she had decided to take the plunge.
Though this time, she wanted to really indulge in the culture. She planned to travel up and down the country and soak in the atmospheres of all villages available to her. The first stop, as recommended, was Tokyo - the capital of Japan and home to some of the most incredible magical culture around.
It was only as she was making her way down the colourful streets toward her living quarters for the next few days that she spotted a vaguely familiar face. She furrowed her brows, pausing in her step and looking at him, wondering if he would recognise her if he met her gaze. Although, why wait to find out?
With that, she strode forward and approached him.
"Hello, " she began, her voice slightly tentative, but still lulled with a certain calmness. "I believe we've met before, have we not?"