{Ichigo and Mairon|Private RP} A Stamp of Approval

At this hour streets were quiet and dark, the only light coming from lanterns that were placed at irregular intervals. The kirin walked down the street avoiding the light where he could. He hated that it had come to his, him running errands at such obscure hours when the entire city slept. But that was precisely the reason he was out, everyone else was in, there was no one to gawk at him or stop him for a series of suspicious questions.

He scowled up at the dark windows of the buildings. If he had it his way, he would be walking boldly down these streets in the middle of the morning rush with everyone scrambling to get out of his way and kiss the ground as he passed. The delightful fantasy was short lived as the kirin rounded a street corner and spotted his destination, the only shop on the street that was still lit. He sighed and hefted the small silk bag he carried. Inside were two ornate wax stamp seals he had been commissioned to create. It had been an unchallenging and inglorious task but the kirin couldn’t turn down an opportunity for paying work. After all he did have to eat and pay for the many expenditures of running a forge at the same time.

Upon reaching the door he pushed it open and stepped inside, taking in the many pieces of paper and the prevailing smell of ink. It took him a moment to spot the mare behind a writing table, once he did however the fact that she was covered in black ink became glaringly obvious. He tilted his head as he appraised the mess, a pale eyebrow rose in disdain. “I just came by to drop off these wax stamps.” He held up the bag just in case this mare was a complete simpleton.