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Yue would slowly fade her pout away, when Kenji finally decided to call her by her given name for once. Nodding her head, she would listen to him explain about how it was better to not bring about the rebels if she would like to tag along. And in general, she would want to. She love to see who the Emperor is like in these lands is. It was the best for her as well, so she can get a air about the leader of this island. And to see if there could be even more stronger possible trade routes in China. Meaning she could send some herbs from here back, and even special herbs from China over to here. She would tap her chin for a long while as she thought about it for a long while. Then again, she already made her decision, she was just making it go out for long. Until she was suddenly clung to. Yue let out a loud yelp as she was soon pushing at Kenji's face. While the Chinese were only a SLIGHTLY lack in skinship acts that Europeans and others in the west didn't mind doing. Yue, deep down, was also partly of Japanese as well. "YOU HANDSOME! YOU HANDSOME TOO! NO TOUCHY! TOO CLOSE! FACE TOO CLOSE!" Her face was even blushing a deep red as she said that.

In truth, while Kenji had his fun under the sheets. Yue herself, was still classified as a virgin. She hadn't been married off young, like her grandfather should have. Considering she was a b*****d child, he didn't care. And even when she did finally get into the business once more, she still pushed it off. And more, and more. In a sense, Yue would have to be the oldest non-married Chinese girl. That was also a virgin.

Yue scowled as finally he moved away. Pushing herself off as she reached down to easily pick the medicine cabinet up by one of the straps. As if it didn't weigh a thing. Though in truth, it felt like carrying a bag of cement mix if anything. But it was nothing to her. Yue turned her red eyes to Kenji was she gave a sly like smirk to him. "I go. I curious of this Emperor. Never had I seen one of high standing up close before." She said with a grin as she was soon moving to leave with him. Giving a soft chuckle as she tucked her hands under her long sleeves. Grappling her gloved wrists as she spoke up, feeling the tips of her weapon strapped to her arms, hidden under her clothes. "I hope this one is no a**. Would be good if he be nice."

Uruha's eyes had followed Hitomi until she rounded a corner, was out of sight for a moment, then re-emerged alone, effeciency. He guessed guard duty was over, as was Kivlo's conversation with not one but two possible recruits. The tension in the air seemed to dissipate, though Uruha still needed to blow off some steam. Training was always good exercise and he wasn't the best swordsman, the least he could do was train to keep his current skills sharp. He took one last look at the busy street to see if there were any possible enemies to keep watch on before deciding that all was well for the moment and left his post.

On his way to what he liked ot think of his own personal training grounds, he spotted Kivlo with the boy, Ling, Uruha had a difficult time around children, especially this one. Toshi, Uruha's son, would have been about the same age if his life hadn't been taking so soon. The Emperor was truly maniacal to order an assassin to kill his whole family. Not that Uruha was a saint, he knew he had done despicable things in his time working for the previous rebellion, but he never killed children. Seeing Ling was a constant reminder of what he'd lost.

He sometimes wondered, during painful sober moments, whether or not he would have been dragged into this rebellion anyway if his family had lived, if he would have moved them into the city to keep them safer. If Toshi and Ling would've been friends. Maybe he and Kivlo would be training the both of them in that field, preparing them to survive, defend themselves and one day protect others. But that could never be... Uruha gripped his katana tightly, newly kindled rage filled his heart and burned along his veins. He remembered his place and bowed before Kivlo, and nodded to the kid with a polite smile before continuing on.

Like many who trained he found a kind of solace being in his element, fine tuning his skills. He trained for several hours before returning to the Inn to pass out. The next day he was out in the field again. He reached the quiet part of the hills that edged the grey forest, Uruha drew his sword and closed his eyes. the breeze ruffled his clothes and long, unkempt hair. He thought back to when he was picked up off the street to serve in the rebellion before this. the only reason he joined was for food and shelter, nothing else mattered at the time. looking back, he pitied his sensei for having such an unruly student. It took a lot of patience and guidance to keep the little thief in line, focused, but it paid off in the end. He hadn't been the best soldier but he was reliable and got the job done, he didn't have many weaknesses. No need for money since he knew how to survive without, and hadn't lived with much to develop a desire for more. Now he was in service yet again, he needed to keep training or order to remain a valuable asset to the cause. He visualized his teacher in his mind, instructing him... and started in with balanced attack and defense, interspersed with the agile dodging that was his specialty.



[[OOC: Wrote this a while ago, had to revise due to the time skip so if you read it and it seems weird, just know that it's because I was simply too lazy to rewrite a new post.]]