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 Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:00 am
As Maha changed a familiar figure watched candidly from a small window outside her room...
The lurker let off a malevolent stink that could only be described as foul and perverted...
((Not an ACTUAL scent... a feeling))
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:13 am
Not noticing eyes were watching her, she had skeptically scanned through all the clothes provided for her until she had found a few she liked...
'No... this one's more of a... 'casual' type of thing. Definately not for this occassion... Ooooh! This one's dark~! I love the color. But... too plain for my tastes... hmmm...'
Finally, she had found it. She was quite high on expensive tastes and exotic, uniques styles that suited her dark, comely looks, so the one she picked was sure to bring out her sultry looks.
As she had changed in the bathroom, she had looked herself over and smiled, smoothing out the silk as she brushed her hair and put earrings on.
A little make-up wouldn't hurt too, right? It had been a long time since she worn it... Looks seldomly counted when it came to being a ninja...Maha Theme
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:17 am
Hungry devious eyes watched her. No longer just a malevolent onlooker- the spirit had teeth and wanted to consume her by nights end...
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:20 am
"GAHHHAAAAA! NO! NONONONONO! STOP!" Warui cried as his battle with the shower continued. He was scrubbing furiously with the soap. It's bubbly wrath could not be escaped!
"YOU b*****d!" He suddenly yelled and tossed the soap against the wall.
Panting he glared at the soap with eyes that could burn a hole into a person.
"I suspect THAT is the last I will see of you..." He said, perfectly proud of himself.
"But now... I face your mast'a! Shampoo... you devil. You killed my father... now you will pay..." He said holding up something yellow and small.
Squeezing his fist the battle cry of the rubber winged yellow one ushered forth Warui's fury!
"Squeek!~ heart "
~Waruis Theme~
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:25 am
She then placed dark colour of lipstick upon her lips and brushed back her now glossy, voluminous hair as she searched for perfume.
'Alright... let's see what we got here... hmmm...' she pondered, looking throught the bottles and differents scents as she smelled them.
She had finally chose one and dabbed it on her wrists and neck a bit before looking herself over (again) in the mirror.
This was fine, right? It looked good...
... Too bad this was only a one-time thing, though, she thought bitterly as she turned and began looking through the shoes they had.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:33 am
"TO MUCH TO MUCH!" He yelled in sheer terror as the lathering commenced. The frothy wrath of the shampoo was everywhere!
"No... NO! I AM BETTER THAN THIS! I AM MOTHER F&^KING INKEI WARUI!!!!!!" He yelled, water going everywhere as he stood up and placed his head bravely in the water of the shower. The hot liquid purged the evil threatening to consume him and with it's assistance was victorious!
"Shower... you... you helped me..." He said in awe. "I thought... I thought you... hated me!"
Wiping tears from his eyes he stood up and turned off the water...
"Truly... you are a man of honor..." He added bowing deeply. "But... you are even more my rival now... I dream of the day we meet again..." He said walking out of the bathroom with only a towel on.
This was truly the bushi way to shower...
~Waruis Theme~
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:39 am
She then walked out of her room and looked around, her magenta eyes scanning for Zane or Warui.
'The hell is taking those two long...?!' she groaned, fiddling with her bracelet, 'Like it takes THAT long to take a shower... I don't believe this...'
She then stretched for a bit before deciding to walk over to where Zane was staying. Surely he'd be done by now...
And she didn't want to get bored and end up taking a nap and ruining her hair just when she had gotten it so silky smooth and shiny...Maha Theme
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:46 am
"Oi... Maha." Warui said leaning up against a wall.
"It's rude to keep zombie's waiting- they called us for dinner ten minuets ago..."
Warui was... nice looking? He wore a men's kimono styled in a regal fashion. His hair was more tame then before and he even smelled nice. He carried his sword in a Daishō fashion along with another smaller sword that he did not own. The scabbards matched well enough that would could hardly tell that they did not belong to the same set but it is the mere existence of the Daishō that heralds the status- not the continuity of the swords.
Warui's posture however was not regal. He was resting roguishly up against the wall with his arms crossed. They say you can put a monkey in a suit but he's still a monkey. I guess the same goes for Warui.
~Waruis Theme~
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 9:53 am
Maha took one look at Warui and smirked, "Nice to see you all dressed up and pretty looking... And here I thought I'd be the one looking for you," she said, tossing back her hair, "Now come on. Let's go. And will it kill you to straighten up?"
Well, this was a formal occassion. So this called for him (and her) to be on his best behavior. Make sure they didn't do anything stupid...
"You burp at the table, I will personally shove a salt shaker down your throat," Maha growled, crushing his arm with a firm squeeze as she walked off toward the dining hall.Maha Theme
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:03 am
"Oi! I don't think they'd find 'at very becoming of a zombie bride..." Warui grumbled in a low voice. What did she see in him that got her all flustered? He looked like he might have the gout...
Letting out a long sigh as he walked with her, he started to demonstrate some of the charm training he'd received growing up with his family.
Ironically, he knew the procedures, he was versed well enough in formalities from his youth to pass off almost as a noble. He just... didn't like it. His clan had once been a major player- serving as Samurai under Daimyo and that regalia hadn't gone to waist on him completely.
Straitening himself up he moved with power and even a degree of what might be mistake as grace as he entered the hall ahead of her. It was a powerfully big hall with a grand table lined with nobility and senior ninja alike. They were all standing next to their chairs in anticipation. As the two entered they all turned their heads in respect and gave a slight bow.
~Waruis Theme~
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:11 am
Maha raised an eyebrow at Warui's sudden change of formality and bowed her head too, smiling a bit as she sat down, crossing her legs as she sat up straight in her chair.
'Not bad... huh... guess I don't have to look after him afterall,' she thought, placing her hands on her lap.
... And what the hell did he mean by 'Zombie bride'?!
'Ugh, I swear to--! He is so weird sometimes...' she irked, trying to appear impassive and calm in her looks.
She didn't see NOTHING unattractive about Lord Raikage... maybe it was a guy thing.Maha Theme
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:17 am
Warui returned the bow,
"Don't get use to it... I am not exactly proud of the fact that I know how to pour tea..." Warui almost growled to her under his breath.
Returning the bow he approached his seat to the two to the left of the Raikage but did not sit down. Maha's seat was next to the Raikage and since she was the official guest she should have the position of honor. A seat was left open for Zane to Warui's immediate left but the formalities would be completed when Maha took her seat. The Raikage, at the head of the long table regarded them with a polite smile.
"Please, come and eat with us and we will talk of your treaty." He formally introduced with his hands at his sides and offering a small bow to her.
~Waruis Theme~
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:27 am
She immediately stood up and blushed, trying to keep herself from flustering as she felt a wave of embarrassment hit her face.
She didn't realize it be THIS formal...
Growing up with mercenaries wasn't exactly high-class. Not to mention her dead-beat daddy was never around when it came to her childhood--!
"Oh, Lord Raikage~," she blushed, hand in heart, "My apologies... I'm not used to be so formal like this... This is all so new to me," she said, bowing a bit before following him to her seat.
She'd figure she'd act cute and playful the way a geisha would at a tea house in order to slip out of giving a bad impression. Hopefully, it would work... it should, right?Maha Theme
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:48 am
Warui waited for the Raikage to sit before he followed suit. All the other guests took their seats and attendants galore rushed forth to swarm the table, crowding it with the finest foods and filling a small cup with the finest Saki. Without so much as a touch of class Warui tossed it back.
The stuff was good... cold in his mouth but warm in his stomach. He could grow to like this place...
~Waruis Theme~
"I must confess that I can't be the one to blame for this decadence. I am much more a man of simple tastes." He explained with infinite kindness. (Warui's mind: "Like flesh...") "The Daimyo of this Land is very gracious and wished only the best for this treaty. He has personally taken an interest in it. If you should need anything, he has instructed me to offer you it with open arms."
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 10:59 am
"Is that so?" Maha smiled, taking his seat next to his, "Judging by your attire, I'd say otherwise. You really do look fitting, Lord Raikage."
'Keep at it, keep at it,' she thought, displaying a polite but lovely smile as she crossed her legs, "You're too kind. Honestly, you're the third kage who's actually been gracious to us..."
She was starting to feel uncomfortable. Hell, even Warui knew more than she did when it came to these types of events... She didn't even know where to sit!
Honma wasn't too high on manners. Just respect.
Most of it was fear. It didn't matter what kind of manners they had. Just so long as they knew what to say and what not to say around the Boss...
Did that count as being 'polite'? She at least had restraint.Maha Theme
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