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 Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:23 pm
((She isn't going to be too happy about him trying the machine anyway despite her disapproval.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:28 pm
Miyuki might be a bit surprised as strands of raven black hair descended before her. They were moving slowly, cautiously, soon revealing a forehead, and a right eye, the left being hidden behind a headband with a metal plate. Below, or above, that was a scarf that was defying gravity wrapped around the face from the nose down, or up. Because of this, she might not recognize her guest, but Keno ignored that.
"You disappear for months straight and then out of nowhere you're a warrior princess. I don't recall you ever being such a gifted fighter before, or at all for that matter." If it were possible to see, Keno was smiling as he spoke, hanging upside down in midair. With a shake of his head his hair fell, or rose, back behind his back as though gravity weren't effecting any part of him at all.
"It's been a while Miyuki. How goes life?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:37 pm
Even without actually seeing his face, Miyuki recognized the voice instantly. She let out a soft laugh, but stopped shortly when she realized it was a bit painful to do so. She opted for a smile in place of it, grinning up at Keno's form like there was no tomorrow. "Warrior Princess? I like the sound of that," she said with a bit of amusement in her voice, tilting her head up towards him more so that she could get a better look at him, and vice versa. "You'd never seen me fight. I had been talented in the last place I took refuge. But I've gotten better. Part of the reason for my long, unnecessary absence. The other part... Well, I'm not so sure about that, actually," she conceded in a shy tone, her eyes averting from his form to stare at the ground.
"That means you watched the match. What did you think of it? And to answer your question, life has been a bit dull, to say the least. And yours? I hope you've been doing more than I have, because if you're not, I do pity you."
Miyuki had such a childish grin on her face, it was a bit difficult picturing her as any sort of fighter. But she was proud of her skills, and did not care what vision she cast towards someone. Lifting her hand with a bit of difficulty, she brushed the few strands of her aquamarine hair out of her face, thankful to have the rest of it pulled back into the messy, spiky bun she had instantly gotten used to.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:38 pm
(Well they'll have to deal with it. It was something he wanted too do, and as his friends, and his wife they should understand.)
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:42 pm
(Well no they don't. Epithany thinks that removing Unks' dark side will make him weaker, when it won't effect him at all. I don't know what Keno thinks though.)
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:43 pm
((Indeed. He should have listened..))
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:47 pm
((Not just weaker, she didn't want him to get hurt. That and it makes Dark Unks wander around without any restraint.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:47 pm
"Well since I was here I decided I might as well watch it. You are the competition afterall." Regardless of that fact, Keno would have been watching anyway as was his nature. At this point, his presence was so common at Orion that he kept an eye out even when he wasn't around. The walls did indeed have eyes, but they were borrowing them from him.
"As for my life, hm. I've been training of course, taming wild monkeys, stalling the destruction of the planet, attending weddings, preparing for unclehood, and getting adapted to domestic living." He'd been busy after all. Moreso that he originally thought, and this was just the surface of his life. It was quite good to reflect, even for those few seconds.
He corrected himself and sat across from Miyuki, hopefully putting her neck at ease. He'd have offered to heal her, but he really couldn't heal at all. The best he could do was lend a bit of his Mineral for patch work, but perhaps it was better that she tend to herself for her own sake. "So are you gonna just let the pain beat you or are you gonna get up. I promise the lounge is much more comfortable."
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:51 pm
(Well it was something I wanted too do. Everyone has something for their own stories and I wanted Unks too have one and this is it. It may of been stupid for him to do it in the long run, but it gives him something to work for.)
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:53 pm
((Its the job of loved ones to worry regardless so, yeah...))
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:53 pm
Miyuki watched as he made himself go right side up, and was now in front of her to where she could recognize him just a bit better. "Unclehood, taming wild monkeys, saving the world... Wow, you've had it much more exciting than I. I must say, I am a tad bit jealous, but no matter. I'll be here much more often than I have been, so maybe I'll get myself started on something, hm?" she inquired, a soft laugh escaping past her lips before she let it falter off.
It was his next comment, however, that got her thinking she needed to move. With a sigh and a huff, she placed her hands flat on the ground and pushed upward, forcing her to go on her feet, crouching down. When she was at least that much off the ground, it took a bit more to get herself to stand completely. But soon she realized that after she made it all the way up, it was a bit easier from there. "I'm going, I'm going, no need to antagonize!" she chastised playfully, waggling a finger at him before turning to head toward the opening.
It took her a bit, but she was making progress across. As long as she took it slow, she wouldn't fall and could probably make it to the lounge. Some cushions underneath her and maybe a strong drink sounded very appealing to her at this moment. With a catlike purr, she continued her way, tilting her head back to see if Keno would follow her. "I hope that I make it to the next round. It would be a real bummer if after that fight I put up for me not to make it. But then again, if I don't, I'll just try again next time," she concluded, making herself feel a bit less nervous about the whole ordeal.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 4:56 pm
(Thats fine lol, but I think he is gonna be more scared of his wife than you. .And he is gonna have a huge headache.)
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 5:02 pm
"Maybe in the next tournament I'll be one of the judges," he said with a smirk, but being relatively serious. "Afterall..." he trailed off, catching himself too late to not speak, but soon enough to keep from saying anything wrong.
He noticed her slow pace, and decided to comment on it to continue the conversation. "You know, most times I fight, I usually get hit pretty bad. A cut here, numbness there, a hole somewhere. I understand how you're probably feeling being nagged to get up while in so much pain, but I find it useful in the long run. Lot's of people here watch before and after the fight. You never know how much of yourself you're revealing by expressing pain."
He smiled as he listened to his own words, something he did often actually. People were different, especially fighters, and each had their own methods. "Or maybe I'm just paranoid," he retracted laughing as the two inched forward.
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