Day One

Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

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When they had gotten to the village, the others were happily placed to doing work, and Kichi was placed in the hospital. It was all she could do to keep herself awake. After they healed her up, they allowed her to sleep. With the bruises gone and the various cuts and broken bones healed, she presented a beautiful figure. The healers would find a simple tattoo on her shoulder, an intricate design of a coiled dragon. No bigger than the palm of the hand. Other than that, the woman was not even known to those with her. Although they told the tale of a wandering man, who helped them escape and of his prowess with a sword. Even Kichi could agree that his swordsmanship surpassed her own. The tales of the man in the straw hat varied and were always over done by those that had been there, but still the only one that had gotten close enough to him had Kichi, close enough to see the blood lust and to understand that he was after revenge not necessarily out to rescue them. Although she hoped to see the man again. Something about quiet displays of power turned her on.

When kichi awoke, it would be evident she would need new clothing and could not afford to pay the healers nor anyone for the clothing, the bandits having already used her items and such.

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On referencing her domestication skills, Rin would chuckle, “I like the sound of that…” He answers her, “I suppose stew isn’t bad. It’s not on the list of things that I don’t like.” He would tilt his head as he watches her walk towards the door, simply enjoying the view in the process, especially when she leant over to pick up the second basket.

The nurses in the front would look up as Kichi was heading out and would smile and thank her on a job well done today. The kind and gentle smiles would turn into very different looks as she leaves and the nurses begins to gossip between themselves as to what type of woman she was by the way she carried herself and due to the fact that she was younger and prettier than them.

As evening approaches, the women of the village would be finishing their chores for the day and would be doing various things such as standing by idly talking to one another or walking along the road on the way home with or without children in tow. Some men would be packing up constructions sites in order to continue tomorrow. The merchants would be looking for their final customers before it was time to close down shop. The street performers would be finished and looking for something to eat and the village would be in the process of winding down.

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Kichi offered a bright smile to those she passed on her way to whatever was considered the market. It was almost closing time, so she quickly just made selections of whatever she find for the time. Enough to make a quick stew. When she made it up to the merchant, she paid for her items and placed them carefully in the basket. She had enough to offer a breakfast in the morning as well. After paying the merchant, she slipped her arm through the basket handle and brought up her arm to hold the basket close to her body. Still she glided through the door and through the streets to the place she was going to be calling home for a bit of time. Upon making it back to the house, she would set up everything for a hearty rabbit stew. Since rabbit was all that they had left for meat. Various veggies were also thrown into the pot, along with carrots, wild herbs, potatoes, and few others.

Before the doctor returned, she had enough to time to even get a small pot of stewed apples with sugar that had almost caramelized. A dessert for after dinner. When he was finally able to come home, the smell of food would greet him long before he made it into the house. A mouth watering scent of delicious, savory stew and sweet apples. When he entered, Kichi out be bent over the fire pit stirring the pot of stew. The fabric of the garment clinging to her hips and forming over her shapely rear end.

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Supreme Mystic Rep! : 56 Location : California

With closing time having come, the doctor would finally be relieved from the day he had gotten a late start on. He gives a soft sigh and packs up his things in the ‘office’ portion of the hospital before reaching into his jacket and taking out a small flask. He brings the tin flask to his lips and then takes a swig before wiping his lips with the back of his head and putting it back into his coat pocket. Thinking about what awaited him at home made him smile just a bit, and with that thought process he decided that he would probably bet e move on. With everything finished here, he leaves the hospital, the last one out since the nurses had already come into the back and told him good bye. Of course the night nurse would be passing him as she would be coming in to watch over whatever patients were sleeping over night and to be on call just in case something happened. Of course Rin’s work was of the type that he was only officially off at the moment; if there were an emergency his hours would shift to be more of the 24 hour type.

After one stop, Rin makes it to his door and presses it open. As soon as he does, he’s able to smell the sweet scent of food within his humble abode. Along with the smell of food, Rin sees Kichi’s rear end greeting him as well when he comes in. “Well, hello there,” he would walk over to her and place down what seemed to be a packet on the table next to her. He smiles as he walked into the Yurt and began taking off his coat. He curls up his coat in his arms and walks over to the place where most of his clothes went. After sitting down his coat, he would speak, “maybe I need to figure out how to make this situation more permanent.” The packet that he had set down would be a female’s black lace night gown that he had picked up after work for her. He explains, “I figured I would at least get you something comfortable to wear inside…”

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When she heard the door open up, she lifted her upper body, straightening out her back, and looked over her shoulder. She greeted the doctor with a soft smile. Her red eyes followed him to the table as he set down a package. Her head tilted in question as if asking if it was hers. Moving over to it, she left the wooden spoon in the pot. Steam rising from its contents. With slender, delicate hands, she opened it, revealing the black lace night gown. It was obvious what he was thinking of and wanting as she held it up in front of her body. Her soft smile turned into more of a come hither look as she glanced up at him. "Thank you." Gently she folded it up and walked to the bed. Setting it down upon the blanket, she turned and raised an eyebrow. "Well, turn around and close your eye, so you can be surprised."

After the doctor was turned around, she would slip the course white clothing off her body, folded it and settled it on one of the barrels, and slipped into the little black night gown, a hum of pleasure coming forth at the feel of the lace instead of the original fabric she was wearing. "Keep it closed" The young woman moved over to the bowls on the table, picked up one and spooned stew into the bowl. Grabbing the smaller spoon, she began to walk towards the doctor. "Alright, Rin. Now you can look." He would be greeted with the sight of her ample bosom halfway encased in black lacy and pushed up as if her chest was offering a bounty for his delight. The gauzy material would hang down and swirl about her body as those hips sung from side to side, in a rather seductive fashion. It was apparent that she was not wearing anything under the night shirt. When she reached him, she offered him the bowl of stew and spoon. "What do you think?"

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Supreme Mystic Rep! : 56 Location : California

Rin liked the prospect of a surprise. Happily, he turns around and offers his back as he lowers his head and closes his eye. For a moment he thought about turning around and taking a glance at her, but her order to keep it closed kept him at bay, only causing him to wince slightly wondering if she had the ability to read thoughts. As she offers the bowl and the sight of herself, the doctor would speak, “it looks… delicious…” He wondered how she thought that he would want to eat anything right now when she was looking that good. After taking the bowl, he would set it on a table to the side and then take a step towards Kichi.

Suddenly interrupting their private time, there’s a knock at the door with some sense of urgency behind it. Behind the door, a hoarse voice calls into the Yurt, “Doctor Rin-san… are you there?” Rin’s gaze shifts to the door with a ‘you’ve got to be shitting me’ look on it. He was in the process of gaining an erection. “No…” he grumbles under his breath before the male continues, “Rin-san, the village leader is requesting your presence by the barracks.” With this, Rin knew that he had to go. “Fuck…” he would curse beneath his breath before offering Kichi a forced smile and speaking, “one moment.” Moving to the door, Rin sees the man standing there, Henry from the worker’s guild. He would ask, “what is it Henry?” The stout man would offer, “He’s having an officer test. He needs you on standby to heal the candidate.” Rin sighs, “I have to patch up another fool…” Henry would smell the food and look into the interior of the house speaking, “doctor, I didn’t know you co…” His words would be cut short at the sight of Kichi. “Oh,” he begins, “sorry to disturb…” Rin would calmly answer, “don’t go jumping to any conclusions.” Henry would smirk, “you’re a young man, doctor…. At any rate, I get to go home; I’ve passed the message along. I don’t feel like watching a one eye’d man get beaten down tonight.” With that, the guild leader would take his leave and Rin would speak, “enjoy your night, Henry-san…” He murmurs as he closes the door, “I wish I could do the same…” Moving over to his coat, he would offer, “this should only take a moment… why don’t you come and watch; you like swords, you may get a kick out of it. We can take some bowls and have a show with our dinner before the real nightly festivities begin?” He would wait for her, suggesting that she could just slip her day clothes over the nightgown and it could be worn as underwear.

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Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

His voice and his eye said everything prior to him placing the bowl back on the table and taking a step towards her. She had not expected him to want the food after she had changed, but it was the look she was going for. A woman offering up a meal, mirroring offering herself up as that meal. One delicious bounty for another. It was was a way of saying, all yours. And the effect was exactly what she expected. But then a knock on the door came and she rolled her eyes heavenward. What a bucket of cold water that was. The man at the door eventually got a full look at her and she smiled knowingly at the man, as if saying.. see what you are missing out on. Then a look of speculation appeared on her face. A one-eyed man going for captain. There was only one other one eyed man that she knew in the village. It only made sense, he was talking about a new employment opportunity.

About this time the doctor finished and closed the door. She looked up at him and nodded. "That sounds great. Maybe I should bring the pot, and share it?" She was mainly teasing, but if he said yes, then it wouldn't be that difficult to carry. And she would enjoy watching the fight. Kichi had seen what the one eyed man in action, so she was betting on him. Quickly she moved over to the clothing on the barrel and pulled it over her black little night gown. At least he would know what was waiting under her clothing, the whole time she was sitting there watching.

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Supreme Mystic Rep! : 56 Location : California

The doctor gives an unsatisfied, “heh” to the joke with the pain visible in his eye that he didn’t want to leave this spot, but luckily he has the luxury of Kichi living with him, so as long as she didn’t mysteriously get a headache between now and the time they came back, or got too sleepy and went to sleep, then he figured that things should still work out in his favor. She would have time to get more clothing on as he would proceed into getting a small bag with a leather handle that seemed more like a medical satchel than anything else. He would make sure he had various things in it such as needle and thread, gauze and ointments before losing the bag and zipping it shut. After he was done, he would walk over and pick his coat back up and pull it around his arms before walking over to the bowl that he had set down before and picking it up, sipping from it as it if were a cup of some sort. “Damn…” he would comment, ‘it is good…” He would offer to just put enough for them to eat in a carrying basket with a spoon for each and they should be fine. He wasn’t about to go sharing his dinner with a group of men after being disturbed in this manner. With that, he would wait for Kichi before opening the door and heading in the general direction of the barracks. In the distance, he could already tell that there was a gathering of sorts because there was smoke rising up from that area, signifying a bon fire with the distance sound of men’s voices wafting through the village.

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Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

Following the doctor's instructions, she placed just enough for the two of them in her basket. Placing a towel over it to keep it warm. There were spoons, half a loaf of bread, and the small bowl of stewed apples. It would be a picnic for them as they watched the fight. She wondered if there would be real swords or practice ones. Either way it would be good to watch. Slipping the basket over her arm she headed out the door with the doctor. Her arm slipped through his as they moved onto the barracks. The bonfire would be a welcome sight since the evening was growing darker by the moment. Her movements were just as sexy as they usually were. It was a part of her, she enjoyed the attention sure, but most of the time she didn't realize she was doing it.

She would follow the young man to wherever they would be sitting, and then settle down to serve up their dinner. The knowledge of what she was wearing under her normal clothes enough to cause to her to give him a sultry smile, her tongue coming to lick her lips.

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When Kichi was ready, Rin would lead the way towards the place of entrance, her lip licking coaxing dirty thoughts as he would give a grin and nod with his head in the direction they had to go. It was a pity to him that he could potentially be inside of her at this very moment.

The transition would shift from the residential district to the municipal area that held the trade schools, temples and barracks and such. The barracks and the temples would be around the same area with a central court yard between them. Sitting on the porches and standing in front of the barracks and temples, an audience consisting of workers, interested civilians and Kautuka’s soldiers would be facing into the central area that would serve as an arena of sorts for the time being. It could be gleamed from the talk upon arriving to this place as well as a brief explanation from Rin during the trip there, there had been a few other men who had attempted to answer the village leader’s call to become a captain; the only catch was in order to become a captain, you would have to land a successful strike on the village leader. Apparently none had been able to accomplish this just yet and the only captain thus far was a female warrior by the name of Lightning who was in close cahoots with the village leader’s secondary right hand man.

Battousai would be standing, arms folded, next to the man that was known as Takeo. The village leader would be wearing loose fitting cargo pants, a white tee shirt and the haori jacket that he typically wore around the village with ‘taicho’ written on the back of it. Takeo would be in a purple and red patterned kimono with a black haori coat worn over it and his straw hat on his head. Both warriors would have their blades at their side, with Battousai having two and Takeo having one. The two looked as if they had just finished talking about something. Concluding whatever they were talking about, Takeo would speak, “is it really necessary to have all these people? It would be pretty embarrassing for you if I were to defeat you pretty easily.” Battousai looks over to the male and speaks, “that would actually be the best case scenario.” Takeo pauses for a moment before he grins and chuckles looking towards the center of the ring, speaking, “I guess from your position, that’s a good out. Still, I’m glad I’m the underdog here.”

Someone would announce the arrival of the doctor as he would seem almost like a celebrity among the men, well respected for fixing them up after they break themselves with work and training. In a village such as this, the head healer was a highly esteemed position.

Rin would approach the area where Battousai was standing with Takeo and would greet the village leader with a simple, “good evening, Battou-sama. I’m here as requested.” With a nod, Battousai would speak, “thank you for your presence, Rin-san.” Takeo would look to the doctor, but quickly his eye would catch Kichi as he sought to lock eyes with her giving a small smirk as if to say, ‘hey I know you.’ Seeing the basket, Takeo chuckles and asks, “having a picnic doctor?” With a kind smile, Rin would speak, “if this lasts long enough.” With a nod, Takeo’s eye shifts from the doctor back to Kichi as he speaks, “Kichi… a pleasure to see you again.”

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Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

The doctor seemed like a celebrity, which only gave her center of attention as well, since her arm was hooked into his at the present moment. As they approached the two males speaking to each other, Kichi's eyes would take in the sight of Takeo and then the male from the meadows. So her first assumption was correct he was a leader of sorts, but not just any leader. He was the leader of the village. Well that was easy enough information she wasn't able to gather the last time she was here. A single delicate eyebrow would arch in question before she offered both a bright smile. Still holding the basket with the stew upon her arm, she gave a bow to the two of them. All three of them cut a good figure, but she couldn't tell about the one from the meadow's face. He wore a half mask. As the doctor approached, she let her arm slip for his.

When Takeo locked gazes with her, she returned his slight smirk as if saying, 'what are you going to do about it' one hand on her hip to help convey this. When he finally spoke to her she offered them all the same kind and bright smile as always. "A pleasure. Again thanks for the help with the bandits." Kichi wondered if this man could actually win against the leader of the village. She had seen him practicing out in the meadows and well that kind of power was difficult to beat.

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Supreme Mystic Rep! : 56 Location : California

The doctor would look in an interested manner between Kichi and Takeo as he realizes that they must have met before she reached the city. He would think along the lines of ‘it’s a small world.’ The doctor would reference, “you have a knack for running into one eyed men.” Battousai would only watch this for a moment before he would step forward and proceed into the area where they would be sparring, speaking to Takeo, “let’s go.” After this he had things to do, well not really him, but since this may count as training for him and he had trained earlier, Jyn would be in control of the body after the battle was over, provided Battousai was in good enough condition to simply walk home after this. On him signaling that the ‘audition’ was about to start, the doctor would nod and speak to Takeo, “good luck, stranger. Hopefully you won’t have to see me after this.” With a coy grin, Takeo would speak, “maybe… though if I take out the village leader, that’ll make you busy and give me plenty of free time.” He would leave the innuendo vague and like that, but now he had a sub objective in the fact that if he could wound the village leader, then not only would he get the job, but he would give the doctor something to do while he could entertain Kichi in the meantime. Folding his arms in the sleeves of his oversized jacket, he would grin to himself, “not a bad deal…”

With the two men talking to the ‘center ring,’ Rin would look to Kichi and speak, “it looks like the show will be starting soon.” With that, he begins to walk towards the porch of one of the barracks. Making it to the porch, they would have a place to sit down and eat while watching the show. Though, for some reason he wanted Takeo to lose, he still didn’t want him to be too hurt as that would put a hindrance on his later plans.

The two men would be in the center of the buildings and group of spectators, with about seventy heads in attendance of varying types. The atmosphere would be filled with talking and cheers to both the village leader and the new guy who was striving to be a captain among the village ranks.

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Kichi smiled to the two men that seemed to be have a mild pissing contest over her, and mentally she shrugged it off. She would see what happened. Apparently Takeo was interested in her. His body language screamed it. But so did the doctor. Hmm such a nice thing to have at least two men interested in her. Especially cute ones. As she sat on the porch with the doctor, she opened the basket, after setting it down. Pulling out the bowls and spoons, she handed one to the doctor as the other two males stepped up to start their fight. "Sorry about that. He actually showed up and helped us escape the clutches of those bandits. So I am amazed he was here. He is a very good warrior."

With that she would slowly eat her stew as she watched the fight. "So what can you tell me about the leader of the village. I saw him training out in the meadow earlier today." Her tone left the fact that she was making sure he was nice and just out there in the open without being said. The stew was awesome. She had outdone herself this time, the smell causing a few others to turn their heads. The few that were close to them.

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Supreme Mystic Rep! : 56 Location : California

Making comfortable on the porch, Rin’s legs would hang over the ledge as he peered towards the center ring for a moment before turning his attention to gathering together the stew and bread that had been prepared. With the mild apology, Rin would wave off that it was no big deal and would comment, “ah, is that so? That sounds like something an honorable person would do.” He wouldn’t go so far as saying that Takeo seemed honorable since he had just met the guy. With the question of the village leader, Rin would answer, “he’s a quiet man… seems even tempered and principled. The only talk I’ve had with him has been brief and to the point. He doesn’t seem to be the type that lets people in. His brother on the other hand, seems to be the total opposite.” Rin would assume that Jyn and Kautuka were Battousai’s brothers given the fact that they were both in leading position in the village and due to the fact that they both had similar features such as their trade mark white hair. With the stew on his lap, he would begin eating from his bowl.

Positioned in the central area with plenty of room around them, as the crowd was back and away to offer a range of space to move within, Takeo would stand with his arms folded into the sleeves of his kimono and haori. Looking towards Battousai, he would smile, “please take kind care of me, village chief.” With a nod, standing about five or six step away, Battousai would shift his body to the side and place his hand on the hilt of his sword, speaking, “I dislike drawn out battles, please come at me with your full force.” Looking over the white haired samurai, Takeo would observe the stance taken and Battousai’s grip on the hilt of his sword among other things as he gives a chuckling, “that goes both ways.” With his sword sheathed on his left hip, Takeo’s hand would reach over his body and take the handle of his blade. His left hand would hold near the top of his sheath as his right draws the silver metallic curved blade from its sheath making the sound of metal sliding against the scabbard. When the sword is fully drawn, both hands would come to its base and it would be held in front of Takeo towards Battousai with the tip vertically up.

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Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

She had sat down beside him, allowing her own legs to hang off. Scooting closer she let her shoulder rub against his as the talked and ate. "So what is the proper titles for those living around here. I would hate to step on toes my first week. That can some times get you killed." She would ask as a way of entertaining him and focusing on him, or at least making him feel like he was being focused on since he knew so much more about the village than she did. She would listen as she continued to eat and every so often watching the fight before them. She couldn't hear much, but it looked like right now they were about to start at each other. Secretly she was rooting for Takeo. He had said he was hoping this would work out for him. And she felt a connection to him, not just from him rescuing them, but during those few moments, it had seemed like they could work well together. Puzzle pieces perhaps, that could easily fit together, but may or may not be of the same part of the picture.

Breaking the bread in half, she handed him a portion. "So you will have to heal both them most likely if this goes over well? You must be powerful if you can do all that from earlier, and still have enough stamina to heal the fighters... and" she pitched her voice low as she leaned to whisper to him. "handle me tonight"

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Rin would think that this wasn’t so bad. He would much rather be having sex, but getting to spend time with Kichi outside of work wasn’t too bad, though he was pretty bad with commitment himself. Still, he would enjoy their closeness while they ate. “The proper titles…” his voice trails off, “I wonder. It’s not terribly formal around these parts. The village leader doesn’t throw around his title, but people still call him lord, leader, chief, etcetera. It’s safe to call someone by their occupation.” He would take the bread from her with a thankful smile before dipping it in the stew and them biting it. His eye brow lifts with the whisper and he responds, “if all goes well, I won’t have to heal either…” Looking over her body, he speaks, “I can’t wait to get you out of those clothes though…”

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The crowd’s volume would lower just a bit as the fight begins. Battousai had already given the go ahead to Takeo to come at him, and with the drawing of Takeo’s sword, the battle would already be under way. Battousai would not draw his sword yet, but his right hand would remain on the hilt of one of his blades that rests on his right side. Looking at him, Takeo would have seen his type before. He pegged Battousai to be either a bandit leader or ex mercenary that was pretty decent with a sword and got people to follow and believe in him. In a calm voice, Takeo would speak, “…Shinsuke Takeo, attacking first.”

Takeo’s mood transforms as he shifts from his laid back mannerisms to business. A gleam is in his eye as he crosses the distance between himself and his side stance holding opponent. Only a few quick steps are needed before it seem that his blade is almost instantly slashed downwards at a diagonal aiming for Battousai’s upper body with the blade coming in on his chest side. In response to the slash, Battousai pivots his stance, inverting it, and takes a step back as Takeo’s blade cuts a white line in the air. In a flowing and fluid follow up to the diagonal slash, Takeo’s blade would slash horizontally towards Battousai’s midsection and right side. Where it would seem as if the strike would hit, there would be the sound of metal clashing as Battousai holds Takeo’s sword at bay having pulled his blade just a few inches up from its sheath to block the strike. Takeo would look from his blade to Battousai who was looking at him. The clash is broken as Takeo shifts back. Battousai takes two steps back as he pulls his blade out fully, using the hand on the same side, and rotates it in a flipping manner to bring the tip of the blade upward holding it normally in both hands. While drawing his blade, Takeo continues the attack, rushing Battousai with thrust followed bout a pivoting slash and then another slash. The sound of metal rings in the air and the shifting of feet shuffling across the ground take the place of the verbal noise that was now hushed with the battle underway. Takeo would be putting up an impressive offense against Battousai.

After evading a slash, Battousai counters with a slash to Takeo’s shoulder. The one eyed samurai evades and lifts his blade in time to defend against Battousai’s second strike. He grunts slightly feeling the power behind the white haired samurai’s blade, but endures blocking another strike that comes in. The tides seem to shift as Battousai seemed to be pressuring Takeo without exerting noticeable effort. As Battousai goes on the offense, Takeo would get a gauge that the village leader’s strength and reflexes were pretty impressive. The swords clash and Takeo pushes Battousai back. Takeo slides forwards with a spinning one handed slash where his blade strikes against Battousai’s guard. Concealing his sheathe in his other hand, it disconnects from his hip and comes around to strike Battousai. The sheath is blocked and Takeo keeps on the pressure striking with his blade and then sheath in a rotating manner before thrusting forwards. Battousai shifts to the side of the thrust and counters. Takeo blocks, with the counter sliding against the sheath and then the blade is pulled down into a slash. Freeing his blade, Battousai blocks by striking against Takeo’s sword. Keeping on the pressure, Takeo strikes with his sheath in order to lock up Battousai’s guard and then sees the opening to strike. “Got you!” he would call out as he pulls his blade down and toward Battousai’s chest. Battousai’s eyes would narrow and his body would move with an accelerated speed, four times faster than the average man, in a counter move that ends with him behind Takeo with his sword out.

Casually turning around, Battousai looks over his shoulder with his blade held in his right hand. Takeo would look over his shoulder as well. The blade that he was going to use to attack would be down and across his body as he would have blocked the attack at the last minute. A cut forms on his sleeve and it falls freely down his arms, over his sheathe and to the ground. His body turns around fully as he takes another look at Battousai who casually resets his stance. “Oy oy, village leader… that’s a dangerous technique…” Takeo takes up a dual wielding stance with his sword and sheath like before, crouching slightly as he thinks in his mind, ‘what type of monster is this man?’

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Mystic Elder Rep! : 49 Location : Greenville, SC

Kichi allowed herself a blush as the Doctor looked at her as a starving man would look at food. The black lace nightie under her current clothes, giving a sort of taboo situation. As normally she would not have worn such a thing in public. Although, who knew with this man, what he might want. Some men were into that sort of thing, the acts in public just out of view, the sense that they may get caught doing something naughty. She had seen slave women being taken like that before. Had stumbled on a few of those scenes in her young life. Setting her bowl down, she looked into her eyes and bit her lower lip. Leaning in she released the lower lip to whisper in his ear, "Fantasizing about what's under my clothing?" her cloth covered breasts, brushed against his arm, bouncing as she pulled away. Then she turned with a small smirk to watch the fight.

The fight was very interesting, both men were showing out to be powerful. Just when she thought Takeo would have actually gotten in a strike, the leader blocked. and then the technique used on him in the end was indeed dangerous. But somehow Takeo was unhurt. He was wielding his sheath and sword in a strange fashion and she couldn't help but smile at the strangeness of it. Takeo could handle himself it seemed. Very well, but Battousai was stronger. He just pulsed with restrained power. Seriously... her eyes narrowed and she shook her head. That would be one brave woman to try to gain that one's eye. Kichi thought about trying just that, but maybe at a later date. He could be looking for a woman that could beat him in battle or at least give him a good run for it. Or he might be more interested in the softer female. The one that was more his opposite. Strong in other ways than battle. Now Takeo on the other hand had shown interest, and if he were to get this position, it might be good for her to slip in between his sheets. Alas, these were just all fantasies of a woman the loved displays of male power like this. For now she was content with the Doctor, but who knew what the future held. She still owed him for his help and the services of the hospital.

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“Of course,” Rin would speak in referencing the comment about his thoughts, “I just hope this doesn’t take long.”

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From the over-shoulder looking gaze, Battousai would hear the words that were addressed to him and would notice that Takeo had been able to block the passing slash without taking much damage in the transaction. The white haired samurai’s eyes hint slight interest in his gaze since the attack weathered was supposed to be the one that brought Takeo to his knees. The fact that Takeo had been able to block the attack meant to Battousai that the man had some amount of caliber to him that the other’s had not possessed. Battousai’s eyes locked upon his current opponent; he would note the dual bladed stance being taken and knew that his opponent was now a bit more wary of him. Battousai’s body turns around so that his front is facing Takeo with his hands to his side and his sword held down, parallel to his left leg, held in his left hand. Deciding to begin thing once more, Battousai would speak with his calm voice coming from behind his black lower-face mask, “Keirosuki Battousai. Attacking now…”

Battousai’s frame leans ahead and lowers slightly, taking his blade into both of his hands before he bursts forwards, crossing the distance between him and Takeo with the same speed as which he had performed the previous passing slash. Instead of his speed being an isolated burst, it now seemed to be more constant as Battousai entered into Takeo with a barrage of slashes starting with a downward slash. The down slash is inverted the opposite way and then comes down again. During the slashes, Takeo is forced to defend against the attacks using both his blade and his sheathe in order to protect his body and keep up a constant guard against Battousai who seemed much quicker than himself. Blocking a slash, Takeo locks up Battosuai’s blade against his defense, holding his blade and sheathe in an X manner with Battousai’s blade in the middle. Sparks emit from Battousai’s body and wind shifts just a bit as his Ki is channeled and then pushes out in all directions causing a dome like force to be emitted from his body and push out in all directions. The force breaks the guard of Takeo who stumbles back. Battousai chases forwards and slashes diagonally downwards. Takeo catches his footing and retreats back, still, he is not without injury as is evident when the top portion of his Kimono is cut and splits. Thought he had retreated backwards, Battousai is able to speed to flank Takeo before he is able to stop his backward momentum. Seeing Battousai’s slash coming, almost in slow motion, Takeo’s body twists and he pulls about his blade just in time to deflect the strike, receiving a cut instead of a gash. Turning around, Takeo would thrust an offensive counter towards Battousai who would strike the thrust blade up and away. Takeo would follow up with the sheath, aiming a thrust with it at Battousai’s sternum. The thrust sheathe is deflected down and Takeo’s guard opened as Battousai sees and opening. Takeo would wince, ‘shit’ but it would be too late. Battousai would strike a clean hit in Takeo’s mid section and spin with it. Takeo would lower his elbows into his midsection. During the pivot, Battousai’s foot would come around and strike Takeo’s guard in the same place and kick him back and to the ground. After the kick, Battousai would stand upright and look over to Takeo to see if he were ready to give up.

“You did well,” he would speak to Takeo, who crouches on one knee trying to catch the wind that was knocked form him. Takeo coughs and then begins the process of standing up. “Heh,” Takeo speaks, “what are you talking about?” He grins, realizing that Battousai had used the back of his blade for the clean slash to his stomach, which was why he was still in one piece. The straw hat samurai warns, “you’re going to regret holding back.” Battousai would understand that Takeo wanted to continue, and without a word, he would continue. Battousai dashes towards Takeo who lifts his defensives stance once again. Battousai is on the attack for about five seconds with slashes that spark against Takeo’s sword as the straw hat samurai defends. In a turning point, Takeo feigns a block but pivots around to Battousai’s flank and goes on an all out offensive. He calls out “sakura dance of three” as he performs two arching slashes and then pivots using both blade and sheathe in a double slash. Battousai guards against the attacks, but steps back as Takeo continues the pressure. “Cherry blossom strikes of four…” would be hailed as he leaps into the air, spinning a two strikes with a three sixty diagonally twirl causing out metallic clanks against Battousai’s guard before he performs an inverted spinning slash where his blade would travel from the ground aimed up the length of Battousai’s body before he would turn around and perform a dual weapon dashing strike. His blade strikes against Battousai’s who steps to the side to avoid moving back further and resets the positioning of the ring. His feet sliding in the ground as he turns back to face Battousai, Takeo drops the sheath and takes his blade in both hands. Energy would emit from his body which would also radiate heat. Battousai would move towards him and as he gets closer, Takeo steps forwards and growls, “ikai kasai-ken!” Fire manifests from the heat energy causing a bright and loud burst around Takeo who channels it into his blade which he lifts up and then slashes down in a wide arcing motion. With the slash, a wave of fire is rushed to and slams into Battousai with an explosion of fire and dust. Flames linger on Battousai’s position and smoke clouds the area.

Tired and exhausted, Takeo’s shoulders would slump. He would release the blade with both hands and just hold it in his right as he leans his head back and takes a breath before looking over to Rin and grinning, “you’d better get to work doctor.” Takeo’s chest heaves as he turns his attention back towards the flames and grins, “…sorry to have to do that to you boss…” Suddenly, Battousai dashes out of the flames and smoke and past Takeo, pulling his blade through the man’s side. Takeo’s mount opens but no voice cries out the pain he feels. Planting his feet to stop his movements after getting behind him, Battousai slashes the opposite way from Takeo’s back to his front on his other side before sliding to a halt slightly in front of Takeo. Turning around to face the straw hat samurai, Battousai flick his blade to the side and then pulls it about and sheathes it. Racked with pain, but refusing to fall, Takeo’s body would swag slightly as he looks to Battousai who stands before him. “Heh…” would emit from the defeated man before blood would spill from his body. “You’re a monster, aren’t you?” Takeo would joke before lifting his finger and pointing to Battousai, “looks like I got you.” Curious, Battousai’s brows would raise. He lifts his hand up to the side of his face and feet blood there. He lowers his hand and looks at it to verify that he had been stricken somewhere in the battle aside from the large blade of flames that also struck him head one. Clothing singed, Battousai would fold his arms at his chest and nod, “good… you pass. Get some rest and we will speak in the morning.” Takeo grins, staggering to stay on his feet, “sure thing, Taicho.” With that, Battousai would walk away; tending to his wounds would be unnecessary since he would be returning to Jyn’s house as Jyn. Lightning was more than capable of healing him if it were needed.

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With a sigh, Rin begins to stand while picking up his bag, “it looks like I’m up…” He would place down his now empty bowl into the basket that Kichi had brought their food in. With that, he would begin towards Takeo. If Kichi were to talk with him, their path would take them past Battousai who would be passing them. Rin would simply nod and speak, “good fight, Taicho” knowing that he probably wouldn’t have to heal Battousai.

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Kichi watched the fight with amazement. The blade of flame was issued, and she thought that Takeo had won. Long before that, she had set her bowl into the basket to just take in the rather short battle. They were so strong. The flames, she thought would have killed the leader of this village, but then from out of them like a phoenix, the village leader arose to come after Takeo. A gasp was all she was able to get out, before the sword cut the wandering samurai. Her hand went to her mouth as she watched the blood stain the clothing and drip to the ground. Then she saw the warrior leader, reach up and wiped blood from his cheek. Takeo had done it. He had actually cut the leader of this village. She felt like jumping up and dancing to that, but she remained outwardly calmer than that kind of display. As Rin stood up to go to the fallen warrior, Kichi gathered the basket and followed suit. As they passed Battousai, she wondered if he was going to be alright. But the cut didn't look to bad. Plus, Rin would have stopped to heal him first. Kichi didn't know much more than cleaning the wound and dressing it, most of which any warrior worth their weight knew how to do.

So the young woman passed by him, the scent of honeysuckle and morning mist following in her wake. Her scent, a calling card, a wild untamed scent. The scent of the meadow clinging to her, the scent of someone that spent a lot of time outdoors. The moment slowed at the point of their crossing only to resume as her eyes turned from him to Takeo.

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Battousai passes Rin and Kichi, giving a modest nod to the doctor and taking an observational glance at the pheromone inducing woman. Without much else, he passes beyond them and continues along his way. As Rin makes it to Takeo, the samurai would still be standing. Turning to see them approaching, Takeo would obviously be in pain, but wouldn’t say anything right away. “It might be easier if you lay down,” Rin would grin as he comes to Takeo’s side and places his bag down. Takeo smirks in a pained manner, “I’ll lay down when I die…” Chuckling at the resolve of the new captain Rin would speak, “congratulations, Captain.” Takeo looks to Kichi, not really wanting her to see him like this, but still attempting to grimace through it before responding to the doctor, “thanks.” Rin advises that it would be best to look at his wounds here rather than having him walk back to the hospital. Some of the men offer to carry the new captain, but Rin would advise that wasn’t necessary. He asks Kichi to help by taking off Takeo’s jacket and Kimono so that he would be able to address the wounds as he gets together needle and thread to stitch him up. After Takeo was topless, Rin would hold one free hand towards the samurai and lower his head and close his eyes. A green glow would emit from Rin and transfer to the wounds where the magic would work on cleaning the wounds and partially healing them. After that was done, Rin would then crouch at Takeo’s side and begin to sew up one of the two large cuts that had been placed on his body, teasing him to try not to cry during the process.

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Kichi was willing to help in anyway she could, and concern was apparent on her features as she gazed at the hurt Takeo. When she is asked to remove the mans upper clothing she did so with a soft, gentle touch. Not wanting to hurt him further, she was extremely careful. In his ear she spoke, "Isn't this strange, usually the man strips the lady" She was joking and it was there in her voice, and the need to just say something as she worked. Even if it was a gentle tease. She she was done baring his upper torso. "I'm glad your employment has panned out. What do you plan on doing after getting healed?" She watched as Rin worked, with thread and needle, with magic. Again it was a fascination with the healing arts that she held. More the physical side than the magical.

Her eyes caught Takeo's while Rin wasn't looking and she flashed him a half smile that was more akin to a smirk. "You need to be more careful next time, don't count your chickens before they are hatched. And I bet, you are going to tell me I need to wash and patch these thing up for you." This time her voice was rather like a mother talking to a child, admonishing them for doing something stupid while at the same time being concerned. But the smirk was enough to let him know that she really was being playful.

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Though the pain, the side of Takeo’s gaze would be on the woman who spoke into his ear. She picked a good time to keep the mood light. Answering her question with a slight chuckle, he speaks, “drink and rest.” Aside from gaining injuries, he had just finished a pretty intense battle; the rest of his night would be geared to relaxation, as much as possible based on how well he’s patched up. Answering her second comments, he would give her a smirk and nod in agreement with what she was saying. Takeo winces as he feels the needle go into his skin as the doctor proceeds in stitching him up without the use of anesthesia. During the process, however, he is surprised by the lack of overall pain he felt as the pain from the earlier wounds had started to dull into background pain rather than ‘I think I may die’ pain.

After finishing with one side, the doctor would move over and stitch up the second deep slash that Battousai had landed. At the end of it, Takeo would still be standing, a bit bloody, but alive and well, surprisingly so. The doctor packs up his bag and stands up as Takeo look to him and grins, “not too bad” while rotating his arm before wincing in pain. Takeo warns, “don’t bust a stitch. If you rest for a few days, you should be as good as new. I’ve cut a few weeks off of your recovery, but don’t push it.” With a nod, Takeo would understand and ask, “what do I owe you?” The doctor would smirk and advise, “you work for the village now; you don’t have to be in a rush to pay me. Plus, it was an order of the village leader.” Takeo would understand, “ah, so is that how it works. Fair enough.” Rin would nod and comment, “well, we’re done here. Enjoy your night.” Looking to Kichi, he would signal that he was ready to go. Takeo would nod and speak, “see ya doc” before looking to Kichi and asking, “ah, are you leaving too?”

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Kichi watched the warrior taking it all in stride while still standing. That was a testament to his strength and his abilities. Kichi watched the Doctor do his work. Her red eyes taking in everything and analyzing it. Takeo was for certain a bit over zealous and macho, but most men were like that. Was part of that just for show? Was he grandstanding for the doctor's sake? If so was it because of her? Did the new captain also want her? Now that was a fun thought. Happily she would have seek him out, but there was still the debt to pay to the Doctor. Plus to leave him wanting like that would be akin to leaving a man in the desert with half a glass of water. It gave false hope. Plus the Doctor was also cute. Choices were hard.

At the mention of owing the doctor something, and working for the city, Kichi found herself a bit envious. She had to pay a debt while Takeo got fixed for free. But at least the debt wasn't hard to pay. And could turn out to be rather pleasing. As Rin packed his bag and started to leave, calling after her, she smiled to Takeo. "Yes, I am leaving. Unlike you, I have a debt to pay since I don't work for the village." It was said good heartedly, but she shot Rin a look at the same time. Waving him to go on. When he had gone a few paces away, she said low enough for only Takeo to hear. "And you can't risk busting a stitch by doing any kind of activity."

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“Heh,” Rin would emit seeing where he may have made a mistake in his statements. Modestly, he adds, “well, the chief’s basically taking his tab…” since he was the one that messed Takeo up like this. Either way, he would get the good hearted reference and chuckle it off. He had been caught a bit off guard when Takeo asked if Kichi were staying, since that would destroy his plans for the night, but the uneasiness was lifted when she advised that she would be leaving. Looking towards her with a grin, Takeo would lift two fingers to the brim of his straw hat and give a outward chopping wave goodbye speaking, “ja ne, in that case.” Feeling messed up, but better than dead, Takeo would begin the process of putting his shirt and upper garments back on as a few of the men of the village would approach to speak to and congratulate him. Having overhead him mention something about drinking, there would be many offers for free drinks due to his victory in the challenge.

Walking away from that, Rin would be heading back in the direction of his house casually with his bag in hand. Turning to the side, he would shift his attention to Kichi as he asks, “how’d you enjoy the fight. The village chief’s pretty tough, isn’t he?”

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Kichi smiled and helped Takeo get his shirt on before she turned to leave. Her hand squeezing his shoulder gently, an uninjured part of him of course. A squeeze that was meant more as a promise. "I hope to see you in the tavern soon, or well, anywhere. Captain" She smirked and walked off. Giving her hips a practiced swing to them as she walked, just for him. Then she teasingly blew a kiss to the others around him over her shoulder, before stepping to catch up to Rin. "Yes, he is very tough. I am so glad I'm not the one that was up there in the fight." Her arm snaked through his as they walked back to his home. "Are you still thinking about tonight?" She asked in her sultry voice, as she pressed against him. The black lace night gown still under her normal clothing.

Back at the field, Takeo might take notice that Kichi had left her basket sitting there near him. Perhaps a reason to visit her later. If nothing else Kichi was a woman who knew what she wanted and could find a way to get it.

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While amongst the company of the men offering to buy him drinks, Takeo would look down and see that Kichi had left her basket. His gaze would look up to see the rear of her frame as she walked off, too far to call out and say ‘you forgot this’ but close enough to watch walk away. With a grin, he leans down and picks it up making a mental note to return it to her before turning his attention to his current entourage and hailing the arrival of a round of drinks. ‘What the hell?’ he would think, ‘I might as well drink with others.’

Rin would comment, “I think that’s everyone’s thoughts…” to Kichi’s first comments, answering with a content smile on his face. His mind would be drifting about what was to come, or rather who, as he was glad Kichi didn’t seem to be tired at all. As her arm takes his, he is reminded of the softness of her body. Looking down and over her body, he smirks and speaks, “don’t take too long getting out of those clothes when we get back.” The house wouldn’t be too far away, still the anticipation would be rising in him. He comments, “I won’t matter who’s at the door, I’m done answering any calls tonight… so you’ll have my undivided attention.”

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The young woman smiled up at the doctor as they finally made it to his house. She let him open the door for her, and she moved into the one room building. She moved about the room, lighting a few lamp/candles so that they could see one another in the gathering darkness. Turning to face him, she waited until the door was shut and locked. Her hands trailing down her hips, she began to undress for him, taking off the normal clothing, to reveal the black lace that rested against her soft ivory skin. Folding the clothes, she placed them back on top of the barrel. Her black hair adding color and contrast to the black lace. Those tresses like a black waterfall falling around her shoulders and down her back. They gleamed in the soft light as she watched him for a moment. Slowly, she did a turn around so he could view the entire package. There was even a little black ribbon that formed a bow in between her breasts. Drawing the eye to that hidden valley.

She then began to move towards the man, a sultry walk, hips swinging to an unknown beat. A provocative picture for him, and all for him. When she made it to him, she stopped, leaned up on her tiptoes and molded her body to his, placing a soft kiss upon his lips. She was all womanly softness and beautiful sexuality, all wrapped up and waiting for him.

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She allowed him to deepen the kiss and nipped his lower lip a little in a lover's nibble. Then she pulled back and lead him to the bed, stopping to undress him, in a slow sensual act that had her mouth worshiping certain areas of his body when they were freed from their prison of fabrics. Kneeling on the floor, her hair falling around her in a soft cloud, those red eyes lookin gup at him as she swallowed him to the back of her throat. It made such a beautiful, breathtaking moment, her tongue dancing around him, until she left him wet and breathing hard. Climbing into the bed she motioned for him to join her and enjoy her charms.

The night would be a mass of entangled limbs, heavy breathing, and hot, steamy sexual heat. The young woman was feisty and more than a handful for someone to handle. Kichi was untameable as the wind and just as hard to hold onto. That much was evident in her lovemaking. She was wild and free, and shared herself with such passion as to set a man on fire. With that night, she showed the young doctor what it was to be free, her body tight and slick, her mouth obliging.

The morning light would bring him around to an empty bed, but a smell of breakfast cooking. A very homely atmosphere is what she had hoped to create for him, a sense of relaxation before he began his day. She would be nude for his enjoyment as she cook, a playful smile upon her face........

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