Walking into Gion was.. an experience, he couldn't lie. The buildings everywhere, with the courtesans looking around everywhere to entice their next customer and lover for a measly hour. Ryoma had fallen victim to this more than once, but now he was on a mission to do.. something. Todo Heisuke had called him out to Gion to do something, but Ryoma had forgetten and was now roaming around the streets. He was naturally curious about this place, how could he not be? It harboured courtesans, good food, and courtesans! What else could he want??

He paused, looking over at his right. There was a tall tree, and behind it was some buildings. Each of them had conversations and their own worries to care to. His eyes landed on the floor, watching as the wooden floor moved and shifted into dirt and dust coloured ground. Within the alleyway of those buildings, there was a cat, meowing and begging for some pets. However, everyone walked past it, wrapped within their own life and disgustingly so. His eyes flicked back up to the building, the lanterns giving the place a red glow. Then, he looked back at the trees.

There was a woman there. She was rocking and swaying her body, looking for someone to help her. Her eyes eagerly scanned the crowd. Who could help her in her time of need?! That man by the geishas looked like he would have it, but too small. What about the guy walking past her?? Nah, his is definately too dehydrated and too thin. Her eyes finally locked onto Ryoma's form. Perfect.

He began to approach her cautiously. Ryoma looked at her. He looked at her shoes, to her flowery kimono and back up to her face. She was attractive, very much so. Ryoma admired her makeup skills and her silky hair for a few seconds before she had spoken. Her body was still wriggling and squirming.

She smiled elegantly, "My goodness. Hello there, handsome. Do you have a moment?"

Shifting his position on the pebbled road, his hands had relaxed into an eased ball. Ryoma stared down at her with a look that could kill, but in a way that seemed like he didn't mean it. It was because of his natural sneer that he had looked so.. unapproachable. He opened his mouth to speak, taking a soft inhale before finally forcing out his voice.

"Hm, can I help you?" He asked. His voice was deep, silky and refreshing from the squeals of everyone else she had asked for help from.