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In theory, Dev should be skilled at a game like this. She blankly eyed the blocks placed in front of her. Normally she would have been eager to begin the training exercise, but her encounter with the hidden lair still had the ghoul reeling. Dev had barely even listened to the explanation and only the foreign word Genji-mon registered any sort of emotion out of the student. She still felt the aches in her muscles and the fear from her near-disappearance like a twisted form of ghost pain. She appeared to have snapped out of her daze by the time Mea had attempted the exercise. She threw them a cautious look before leaning forward to grasp the squares.

She took the top one first, taking a few seconds and waving her hand above the square to waft the scent toward her. Dev was a canine. Canines had skilled noses. She should be able to perform decent with few problems, but throughout her entire attempt she kept staring into nowhere. The ghoul didn’t know if any of her friends or the horseman had realized it, but she sincerely hoped they didn’t see. A myriad of emotions flickered across her face as she contemplated the scenes. Nothing. Confusion. Frustration. Pain. Acceptance. Eventually, she placed the squares back into a pile and mulled over her decision. A moment of contemplation later she stacked it into a final pile and brought it forward toward the horseman.


2: hahakigi

Bongani was a little bit apprehensive about this scent testing. He figured it would be a good way to utilize a different sense other than sight, but his was so not going to be able to smell anything after he bombarded his nose with so many different scents. Bon looked done at the blocks in front of him, picking up the first one that was closest to his hand. He had a feeling he was going to be abysmal. Oh well, here went nothing...

At the end of everything, Bongani looked down at his blocks and then done at the ones of the instructor. His eyes widened slightly, his matched the instructors perfectly. If Bon was one for whooping, he would have done so. Instead, he bowed to his instructor, his confidence burgeoned once again for his success. Not having expected to come away so well off, Bongani left the table feeling a bit more happy than he had when he'd first sat down.

Utsusemi
(Shell of
Locust)

The horseman returned his stare for a long and harrowing moment, making Fallow's tail twitch nervously and his ears fold backwards against his hair. "Hmmmmm." He rumbled uncertainly, and looked down at his work again, frowning at the arrangement of the blocks. Had he done it all wrong? No, his sense of smell was fine. Slowly though, the clans member began to arrange his own blocks, without words, as though to show Fallow what he had missed.

And... well, he had only been one off. The instructor instead formed Chapter 22: Tamakazura. ( Jewel Garland. )

4 4 1 1 1.
( changed wildcard 6 to a 4 )

Fallow walked away from the Kumiko game quite happy, considering that his brain usually didn't work on things like this, and he'd done far better than he'd thought he would.

Scrunching her face together she felt a few tense moments pass. Brightly, her pink eyes felt full of confidence while she watched the slow, dainty movements of the other as they turned to reveal.




Tapping her feet she began to chew on her bottom lip, but shrugged it away and gave a small bow of reverence back towards her diligent attendant. She seemed to get little feedback from such a thing, but it seemed to be the typical well-mannered gesture that was expected.

Internally she was far more annoyed at herself considering how well she had done the previous day. "Hn, food has failed me." She put simply, folding her arms and glancing back towards the main building. All of that food she had shoveled down did seem to mess with her sense of smell, maybe tomorrow she would do better.

Placing a nervous finger into her mouth she walked off, kicking a small pebble as she went. Maybe she would drown such uncertainty in more tea house snacks.

Fallow grinned wolfishly at the new arrangement of blocks, watching nearly mesmerized as the horseman put them together in the same pattern as his, forming Chapter 9: Aoi. ( Heartvine. ) His tail flipped over in pleasure, and the Púca clapped his hands together and keened in amusement at the win. "There we are, see," He said with threat of pride in his voice, "much better today."

Perfect even.

She eagerly eyed the horsemen as he eyed her combination for a moment. Two moments. Then he reached out to begin arranging the scents. It was looking quite similar to Dev’s. Her ears twitched eagerly as she watched his every movement, waiting for him to finish revealing the answer. One block. Two blocks. Three blocks. Four blocks. Fiv—Four blocks. Dev’s expression turned somewhat sullen when she mournfully stared at the last time. It didn’t match hers, but at least she had been one off this time. She had improved compared to yesterday.



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