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Ushida looked like he didnt want to talk about it, ushida had alot of pride and talking about his bother drop him nuts. "Lets put it this way, he can kick my a** most the time. He poses a threat because he is in my home and I want him out."

One thing Ushida didnt tell anyone, is that he infact lived through the falgaian revolution. Stopping off at a small hut outside the city he looked back to killey. "Make yourself at home. We leave tomarrow. Get some rest, prepare yourself, or do as you please" with that ushida walked further into the hut, pushing a curtian to the side he walked into his room and the curtian fell back into place covering up his room.


The hut, consisted of nothing more then a run down room, with had 2 doors, one led to the bathroom, the other to ushida's which wasnt a door but a curtian over the door frame. Inside the room, an old couch a broken tv, and abunch of old swords, most of them broken. Also, a bloody set of robes hung near ushida's room. The blood dried, the cloth covered in bullet and sword holes and burned in many places.

ushida let out a long errant yawn and laid down in a large pile of blankets that constituded as his bed and went to sleep.

[pretty tired and needed to take my turn. sweatdrop ]

From under the blankets, ushida's 7 tails waved about abit as they poked out from under the blankets. Letting out a long monsterious yawn, he rolled over on his side. his eyes open just enough to see the blurry outline of everything infront of himself. Rolling onto his stomach, he placed his hands on the ground at his sides and pushed himself up and ploped down in a sitting position, stretching yet again and yawning.

As ushida finally got his lazy a** out of bed. it was around 7am. normally it was light out by then but it was still slightly dark out, but the sun rising was visable. But dense fog covered the air outside the hut. Ushida stepping out from his room. Sported a pair of hakama tied shut at his angles with leggings and a short sleeve haori top. His geta sandles with mithril platting at the bottom of them. The twilight edge over his back, and 2 other swords at his side, not to mention pouchs surrounded his belt. filled with several items. Looking down at killey "ready?"

Ushida gave a half hearted smile. "We wont be smiling for long. The two of us might not be enough" Walking forward he waved his hand in a fallow me motion as he walked into the fog.

Ushida's fine ears twitched, he could hear the vaccum of air between the two surikens. Swinging his sword much like a golf club, he knocked both surikens upward. Jumping upward he then slipped his blade between the locking loop that allowed windmill surikens to fold out so large and used it to propel the suriken back into the fog from which it came.