[@TheHangedMan]

Takumi was staring impassively at the scene from the sidelines. He'd arrive earlier, but a holdup saw to it that he had to stand around in the queues and wait. Takumi wasn't really averse to waiting, he was usually patient, but the growing discontent of the crowd-beast got on his nerves. 
Conflicts felt like brushfires. 

For a moment he debated whether to break the fight up, but then another student butted in, and Takumi settled for getting some warm-up practice done. He lightly tapped the hilt of his weapon and closed his eyes, soon opening them again, a slight metallic sheen on his irises.

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He became deeply aware of the social links and cues tying the crowd and the fighters, taking in glances, breathing and patterns of behaviour.
"I wonder, what are these two fighting about?"