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.:Zetsumei Tsukaite:.

As Kain spoke, Zetsu withdrew his blades completely from their sheathes. Zetsumei flipped his blades to the flat causing a metal shifting sound. With both his blades now drawn, he began to mimic his opponents movement; circling the area, with light, graceful movements. He moved in this way so that when the time comes to strike or defend, the movement will be swift and direct. Even if they were simply tagging each other with the flats of their blades Zetsumei would still move as if it were real. "I give no advice," Zetsumei said readied his stance, which was both an offensive and defensive stance. One blade in front, with the other behind his back; Zetsu tensed up a little in his feet to get ready for a swift burst if his opponent broke the circular movement before he did. The moonlight had completely covered the area, as a result death eaters naturally emit a black aura from their bodies. As he circled, on the opposite side, his opponent, his body would begin to glow an even dark aura. Zetsumei had somewhat of a secrete, his armor made it look as if he had four eyes; because he was created with this armor he developed with this armor. So since the armor had four eyes, he did as well. The to pairs moved opposite of each other allowing Zetsumei to be completely aware of his surroundings and incoming attacks."We can dance like this until sun rise Kain; or we can make this dance a bit more interesting." Zetsumei said as he continued his movements and kept his stance.

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"I prefer the aura." Zetsumei responded as he swiftly side stepped to the left avoid the forward thrust attack. As he did, Zetsumei quickly used the flat of one of his blades and made a quick diagonal slash, aiming for Kain's leg. He was opposite of the arm that had tried to strike him. With his other katana, Zetsumei readied it in front of his chest, but it was angled so that it covered him from his neck to his waist; making it easier to push away any attack. "So, where are you headed after this place?"

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As his blade was knocked off balance, it wouldn't effect Zetsumei entirely to much, in fact, he used the motion to bend his body backwards enough to dodge the windmill shuriken that had been thrown at him. But of curse, trying to resume the upright position from that position would be difficult, so Zetsu improvised and performed a backwards somersault to regain his foot hold. He repositioned his swords back to to how he had the before; except he put one of his blades back into its sheathe. Zetsumei reached behind him and revealed a handful of kunai; one between each of his fingers in one of his hands, though they were backwards so not to harm Kain. With a swift swing of his arm, the four kunai would be flung at Kain. And because they all were thrown from slightly different angles within the swing, they would scatter but still remain directed at different parts of Kains body. Resulting in a hard to dodge barrage of blunt-sided kunai aiming for Kain's left thigh, right shoulder, right knee, and left ankle. " Well I thought we could have partnered up. But if you prefer that way, then do as you must." Zetsumei said as he waited to see if his attack was a success. As he waited he withdrew his other katana and resumed his stance with one blade in front and one behind.

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Honehime frowned slightly, her hands slowly moving to a folded position in her lap as she tried to think of a solution. Even though she had lived off the land for quite some time, she didn't have a pot. She hadn't felt the need for one, she had primarily lived on water and berries. Occasionally she'd have some nuts or herbs, and she allowed herself some of her jerky no more than once a week. She generally tried to eat things that wouldn't have a high number of complex carbohydrates or anything else like that, things that would require extra energy to break down, or that would possibly have an undue effect upon the certain things she'd ingest in regards to her vision seeking. So she'd never had need of a pot, and she'd never thought she'd be camping out with other people, either. An oversight, and considering she took some small measure of pride in her role as a seeker, one she would berate herself for later. For now, she would just do what she could to affect a more physical solution.
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Lieselote turned back to glance at Sakazuki when the Circe started to say she had a pot, then quickly recanted her statement. Considering how bold she had spoken before, something was a little off. But what? Normally, from what Sakazuki had said before, she'd think she would be all too happy to expose everyone to anything dangerous or amusing. So if even she was proving hesitant, it must truly be something dangerous. In that case, she better not try to get her to use her cauldron, the risks would likely be far too dangerous for her liking. They could just go hungry, rather than risk whatever it was about that cauldron that had Sakazuki so hesitant.
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Mei scrunched up her face in a cute frown as she tried to think of something to do. When Shuku asked if she could make a pot, she paused to reconsider. It certainly wouldn't be easy, but would it be possible? If they had metal she could use, reshaping it wouldn't be impossible. It would just be very difficult, but probably possible. If they didn't have metal she could use, it would be a lot more complicated. Probably the second most complicated transmutation she ever would have done. The first, of course, was the one that she hadn't actually performed successfully. Her own. The transmutation, the one she hadn't even fully understood, the one that had turned her into what she was now, with all of it's changes and peculiarities. That being said, she tried not to let the fear of messing up again throw her off, if that was the only way they would eat tonight, she'd try it. It was just an outside, material transmutation, even if it went wrong, it couldn't go that wrong, could it?

Then she looked up at one of the girls who'd just returned to camp. She didn't know why she had stopped talking, but she had said she had a pot, didn't she? "Do you have a pot? Can't we use that?" If she had a pot, they should just use that. Surely, it was a lot less of a risk than anything else they could try, right? So why not use it? She nodded, as if urging Sakazuki to agree, so they could hurry up and get their meal started. As if to further prove her point, her stomach gave a slight but still audible rumble. She blushed a little, looking embarrassed. If anyone thought about it, it'd be all too obvious, but she had yet to figure out just why she got hungrier than the average person, nor why she usually ate more than anyone she knew, either. Luckily, she didn't seem to put any weight on, unless you counted her chest. After all, all that milk had to come from somewhere, didn't it?
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And with that, the kid was gone without another word. Pity, he had been an interesting break in the monotony of this new world. Patting the mane of the shadow beast, Kain gave another chuckle as he mounted the shadow beast, which appeared to be a cross between a lion and a warthog; its body and mane housing that of a lion; but its snout-like nose and tusks certainly not a lion's. Either way, Sooba was a brilliant mount which had served Kain for most of his life; "Hm.... I suppose I could follow this kid, even if it is out of boredom. What do you think?" The shadow beast grunted without another word; unlike summon spirits it count not talk. "Yeah, I agree, too much of a hassle. He might take pride in his aura now, but unless he learns to restrain it, he's going to attract a mob sooner or later.......Oy, damnit; I really hate playing the rescuer role; but someone needs to keep tabs and make sure this kid doesnt get himself killed." The beast grunted again, and Kain kicked it in the shins as a warning; "I'm going to pretend I didn't pretend to hear that. C'mon you fat tub of lard, you need to exercise anyway. five hundred years without doing anything; you put on weight since I last saw you!" The beast make a chanting-like sound for a roar, shaking its body to flex the muscles before it too leaped over the wall; in hot pursuit of Zetsumei's trail.

Honehime looked up as everyone had apparently reached a decision. The girl did indeed have a pot, or cauldron rather, though she seemed reluctant to use it. She didn't feel any of the normal sensations that came before a vision, nor any portents made their appearance known. So she had no reason to think anything dangerous would happen. When Shuku told her to go get the gourd of water, she nodded, before getting to her feet and walking over to it. She looked at Sakazuki along the way, silently asking if she had the Circe's permission to move her gourd. After all, it was hers. If nothing else, there would undoubtedly be a river somewhere relatively nearby, if they could find it.
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Lieselotte watched as the others convinced Sakazuki to use her pot, unable to speak up with a valid reason not to do so. She watched with a growing sense of looming disaster as the Circe did a small act of seeming magic, making her cauldron and stand appear from nowhere. Interesting magic, but she had bigger problems to worry about! Whatever was connected to that cauldron that had Sakazuki nervous, it was something she really didn't want to find out. But it looked like she wouldn't have a choice in the matter. Even at this point, if she were to not eat, it would be suspicious, and she didn't absolutely know that there was something dangerous about the cauldron. Even so, she still knew.
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Mei smiled happily when she saw the cauldron appear. she didn't know how it had happened, but it was certainly something! She knew it wasn't alchemy, and she had yet to learn about storing things in scrolls. That left only one solution. Magic! She hadn't known Sakazuki was a witch before, but now she would likely figure it out. Eventually. But first, she moved to help Sakazuki set the cauldron up over the fire, lining the stand up first. At the same time, she started thinking about what the plan was for their supper. Everyone seemed to agree, a stew was the way to go. They had water, meat and herbs, which were almost veggies. But it seemed the stew could use a little bit more of something. But what? Then she realized what it was. blushing a little, she tried to figure out who would be in charge of the actual cooking. She was willing to help, and oblivious to a lot of the social norms, but even so, she was a little too embarrassed to just announce to everyone that she could donate some milk to the stew, if they wanted.
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