Confident in his rehearsal, Degarashi finally makes his way onto the meager stage, settling himself onto the pillow at the center and assuming a seiza posture. Before him sat a simple cloth and courtier's fan, the only props he would use throughout his production. Degarashi closed his eyes, breathing, calming, drowning the outside world until all that remained was him and the stage. 
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Fluff Courtier (Rhetoric): 
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"People of Toshi no Omoidosu, today I provide you with a rare gift; a performance unique to the Shosuro Butei, not often seen outside the lands of the Scorpion!" He lifted his hands, spreading them out before him. "I invite you all to observe a craft passed down among my peers, my teachers, and those that came before them! Today I give you the art known as rakugo!"
He bowed low, as if in prayer, hands placed upon the stage before him, silent. When he rose, his eyes gazed out beyond the stage, into some distant place known only to him. 
((The performance is about to begin! Degarashi will wait to allow posts once more before proceeding with the first of his stories.))