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The Capital

Dark and Soma stood some feet away from one another. They were in the courtyard, and both held their swords at the other. Soma struck first, swinging over head, Dark twisted his shield colliding with the blue sword, allowing it to slide down the flat surface, his sword twisting in his hand and as Soma fell forward, Dark stopped his blade an inch or so away from the boy’s neck as Soma kneels beside him. “Don’t strike head first, watch your enemy, and be prepared to move in every different angle.” Dark spoke reposition him again in the beginning stance. Soma took his place again and again Soma repeated the over-head attack, but as his sword hit the sword he let go of his sword which surprised Dark.

Soma ducked, Dark’s sword swinging over his head, reaching for his own weapon he pulled it out of the air, his foot striking against Dark’s sword’s flat edge, and keeping it at bay, Dark let go of his weapon, it would only keep him in danger at that point and in time brought up his shield to block the blow from the blue sword. Sliding back from the impact, he caught himself and pushed himself upright. “Much better, again!” He said smugly, and breathing a bit hard, and grabbed his own weapon to put himself back into the first position.

Kei gave a shrug and looked down at his hand. He could feel it crackling with energy, but this was not a power that would sit well with his body, it was not his own but at the same time he couldn’t believe that such a power existed within Hokyo. “I got what Ah came for anyhow.” His hand burnt a little with the power but he lowered it as not to be so obvious, though he was sure the other red head would know. He wanted a taste, an idea of what Hokyo’s power was and how high a level it was at. With his copy cat ability he was able to do just that and what he found was not surprising.

When did he touch Hokyo one might ask, as physical contact is necessary, the point is he never did, Hokyo touched him. The whole point of this little fight, this little escapade, the game of tag, it was the easiest way. He placed his hands in his pockets and looked to the sky. They were in for a fight if his ex general friend was already strong to the point that his power hurt to be in Kei’s body. He could only laugh as he walked away, Hokyo would build his army, attack and well, now he knew how. It was time to go home.

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Ray opened her mouth to yell at the woman for using such a tone with her sister, after all, how dare someone command anything of Yune. She’d give that spiky haired, dark skinned woman a beating if she just had the chance, however the sun kissed hand of her sister rose and stopped the pale one from speaking. Yune smiled and gave a nod. “My sister and I are staying at a temple not far from here. The place has been pretty much evacuated due to the earlier battle that occurred here. The Priest gave us permission to stay so I am sure you would be welcome as well.”

While Yune spoke with the thief, Ray found herself looking down at the plush. She tilted her head, dark hair falling into her face as her violet eyes seemed to see into his soul. “You’re a cutie in there aren’t you. Probably turned down some pretty gal and got sucked into that form.” She placed her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand. Ray could see people’s auras, the color of their souls but this little guy was different. She frowned and lowered her voice a bit “say, between you and me, are you human in there?” She couldn’t tell so there was no harm in asking right?

Both girls looked up as a sound came to their ears, while one smiled, the other frowned and ignored the words. There was no point in the speech. But the first could only smile because of how wonderful it sounded to be part of something.

Kira could feel a fight coming on, no matter who it was. She herself was often the provoker of many fights, and it seemed just just had a talent for pissing people off and pushing the right buttons to make them go at her. This dark haired sister of Yune was no different. To be perfectly honest, she delighted in making others angry, although it may not be the smartest idea. Even so, it seemed she just got a thrill out of seeing other people losing their temper, especially when they were directing that anger at her. So, to be honest, when the blonde had made peace maker and stopped the other woman from speaking, the thief had to admit she felt a tad bit disappointed. It seemed this woman's stubborn, sharp tongue may be one to rival her on.

None-the-less, she turned to the blonde when she spoke to her. All of this talk of temples and priests... this place did not exactly seem like her cup of tea. But, most priests had allowed her to hide out in their confession boxes when she'd asked, and she had narrowly avoided being arrested many times by doing this. Perhaps she could give it one more go.

"Well, I guess that's alright. So, is this priest guy some old geezer?" She asked bluntly as she brushed back a few strands of hair from her face.

Suddenly, she's heard one of the men from before speaking loudly out at everyone, and she turned her eyes to look at him. Who the hell was this man, and what exactly were all of these people gathered here for. She hadn't asked, and to be completely honest, she hadn't cared at first. But ask this man continued to speak, from what it said,, it seemed these people were against Daton. This caught her attention, and she began to think.

These people were rebels. They wanted to overthrow this corrupt government. This government that had called for her arrest. This government that she had to run from every day of her life. This thought brought a smile to her face. The idea of beating up a few soldiers delighted her. Although, now that she thought about it, hat exactly would promt these people to allow her to join their little crusade? This people didn't even kno her, so who was she to intrude on their little party?

She looked back at the blonde in front of her, "Who are you people...?"

Meanwhile, the little plushie looked up at the dark haired woman who now knelt in front of him. His large eyes stared up at her as she spoke, and he felt a cord struck in him at her words, and his intense staring showed this.

How could this woman possibly tell what was beneath this little toy's exterior? Was it possible for her to tell, or was she guessing. Perhaps he had known her before the... accident.

As he stared at her, his head slowly nodded, and his body began to hover up to get a closer look at this woman. He hovered to the left of her head, and all the way around, all the while inspecting her being closely until he made it back to the front of her face. This woman intrigued him. He wished he could speak, because if so, he'd have given her a million questions. How? Why? When? What? Who? Unlike his thief companion, this woman seemed to have some bit of magic in her that could sense him.

Jirigo gathered himself fully into the mans tent. Like a predator hiding in the shadows waiting for his prey Jirigo watched and waited. He even began to gather pieces of the mans aura to be able to tell when the old man was near the tent. Jirigo found that the man wasn't as old and feeble as he appeared to everyone else. In fact it was an act, an act to put women around him at ease. The old man was very much of a pervert. Jirigo probably would have liked this man if he himself were human but now he simply wanted to kill him. The man came back to his tent intent on taking a nap before the council met once again. Jirigo watched and waited calmly making the tent extremely dark so dark the old man had to light a candle. And that was when Jirigo struck. He appeared in the dim light and made no noise but as the olds eyes adjusted he saw the demons true face in all of its horrifying demon quality. He collapsed in complete and utter fear his heart fighting in his chest to escape was to much. The man was almost out the door of his tent when he died of a massive heart attach. Then Jirigo disappeared leaving nothing of his aura or his presence.

Red Rebels

Hokyo had continued the little gathering of people and made a rather dance out of it, music played in the background and people became alive. He missed the celebration that they used to do in the capital and this was a time to celebrate. Sitting there he drank wine from his glass, as Ameena drank some type of fruit drink, he refused to allow her the pleasures of spirits. “They celebrate in honor of you My Lord, and your new Kingdom.” Hokyo said rather happily, though Ameena just sat there with a foreboding look on her face.

Soon a small girl came running up and the guards leaped into action, but soon the girl was presented to Ameena and Hokyo. She bowed a little and laid a white rose in front of the two, even Hokyo was a bit shocked. A white rose was a hard thing to find. The sign of the goddess of Shindi looked out over the land and those which were presented with it, were said to find her love and happiness around them. Though in Hokyo’s case, this was the second time he had been given one and those roses hadn’t saved that village he took with Daton’s men in toe. Ameena smiled and picked up the rose, smelling it deeply, a deep sweet moisture smell.

Yune smiled and slowly shook her head “To them we are nothing. My sister and I are simply mercenaries. Today’s fight was against the government and tomorrows? Who knows? But I have taken a fancy to these rebels, thus we might end up joining them. Well if Ray ever gets over the urge to kill that man we will.” She crossed her arms and then looked back to the thief with a tilt of her head “Sorry I answered your questions backwards but well it’s easier for me that way. As to the priest, no he is a young man actually.”

Slowly the woman turned towards the camp and flicked her blond hair over her shoulder “I’m going to ask to join them.” She decided. A strange light seemed to flick on in her head. She wanted to go because she felt a connection to these people, because she wanted to be close to these people and because she didn’t want to have to fight these people. But at the same time she didn’t want to leave the thief, because all those feelings connected to her as well. This past life business was beginning to grow confusing. “ I don’t know you that well, but they don’t either…. So if you like we could go join together?” the question hung out in the air because thinking back Yune didn’t even know if this person was one of Daton’s. she just seemed, well like she wasn’t.

Ray could only emit a little laugh when the creature began to circle her. She held still, unmoving, allowing the other to do as he pleased. “I see, and what would you say if I told you I know someone, someone who can help with your particular situation?” She knew someone alright. Her past adventures had put her in contact with many people and she had many companions. However from the looks of the magic, only a witch or a master of curses could undo what was done. Fortunately she knew both, but the master of curses would rather see her dead so the witch would have to do.

“He’s not to good at what he does, but he could at least give you a voice.”

Yunari bit her lip and even blushed a bit at how out spoken this woman could be. While she herself was raised as a lady and could never do such a thing, she found such a thrill in the mess of it. So of course she fallowed after the thief, why not? She reminded the blond much of Ray except that Yune felt the darkness in her sister, and not in this woman. When she reached her destination, she stopped and her mouth dropped open. Was it okay to speak to people in that manner? Who was this woman? And how could she be like her?

But none the less she stood behind the thief and poked her head out around the woman. “um, I would like to join as well…” One could almost see the large sweat drop falling from her head because of the out-landish and brash way that the woman before her had requested… hell it was a bit out there that she just walked right up to the guy and said such a thing. If she had her way, Yune would give this girl some manners yet.

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Ray slowly stood and brushed off her clothing a bit “I can just guarantee you’re not going to like him though. From the conversation you had with my sister, witches aren’t your kind of people. But well he’s a male witch…. Don’t hear of to many of them…” there had to be a drawback to ever situation and here was theirs. She knew from the earlier conversation that these two didn’t seem to care all that much for witches but at the same time the little plush had to know that his only hope of ever getting out of this situation was to go to a witch right?

Whatever the plan, what ever the situation, it was up to the little guy because Ray wasn’t going to go out of her way to help him if he wasn’t willing to bite back his pride and take on a witch. Besides Kohikri wasn’t that bad, a tad rude at times but by the look of that platinum over with her sister, it would be nothing new to this creature.