Saiyuri room starter post

Throwing her bag over her shoulder, Saiyuri furrowed her brow. Shutting them for a moment she managed a series of sneeze. Squeak squieak.. Oh and squeak again. Her hadn held over her mouth in an attempt to prevent flying germs and spit from spewing at one hundred miles per out from the launcher that was her face, she looked down. Rubbing her hands quietly together. The fire magus was carrying what appeared to be a large thin bag, like something one would use to carry a bamboo sword or , bouken in when heading to and from a dojo.and over that she had her backpack. Typical university student. She shuffled through the small crowds, the streets no so busy, the day already past it's peak. She heaved her shoulder a bit and managed a sigh. "Do I wanna go to the junk yard... "She softly mumbled. Unfortunately for Sai, she hadn't had the 'luck' of meeting any other magus within the city. Why? Well normally her family stayed clear of the association and the church. Did they respect the[c]
	rules and expectations of them? Sure. Better to be uninvolved and unnoticed then, be involved and in a mess of trouble. She hadn't responded to events recently, why? Lack of opportunity? She recently got a servant. And than again... She only just did so... Well ti was funny how that worked.[e]