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 Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 8:20 am
Futaba Kongiku
Head of the Kongiku Family of Kyoto Futaba gracefully took the plate and smiled at Ennea again, "No, but I certainly wasn't expecting one so cute. Fufufufu~" Of course, considering the reputation she had, many didn't expect the Tyrant Nero to wear such a form, "Though I must admit, seeing the tyrant Nero in such a form is quite a pleasant surprise." A small smirk crossed her features again, "I assume you already know about me, yes? Might I ask what you were expecting? Fufufu~"
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 8:26 am
  Al Azif and EnneaEnnea eyed Futaba for a moment, then glanced over at Al. "...Someone smaller?" she suggested after a few moments, before popping a piece of tofu into her own mouth. "At least, they say you're one of the more relaxed members of our little family, and that works for me." It took quite a lot to make Ennea serious; she preferred to have fun with her life, after all. Meanwhile, Al was continuing to cook small pieces of tofu, apparently determined to see to it that there was enough to feed everyone.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 8:36 am
Futaba Kongiku
Head of the Kongiku Family of Kyoto Futaba looked down briefly, placing a hand over her chest as she did, her cheeks flushing the tiniest bit, before laughing again and placing a piece of Tofu into her mouth, "They do say that, don't they?" She said idly, "Well, they aren't wrong, I must admit. But there are times where civility is better than ruthlessness." She ate another piece of Tofu, "You see much the same, Ennea. Though I must say~ You don't seem the type to mind getting your hands dirty. Of course, Futaba, elegant and refined as she tried to be, didn't mind getting her hands dirty when she needed to, either. Those who underestimated her did often regret it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 1:29 pm
Sieg Shimazu
"Ah, here we are at last. See Izuru, I told you it wouldn't be too hard to find." Sieg turned and offered a smile towards his wander-worn nephew, trying to hide the fact that he hadn't been as familiar with the Okina area as he thought, and that he had in fact taken a wrong turn or two. It wasn't that unusual, he surmised, considering he came from the western island and wasn't very familiar with the area in the first place, but he'd like to at least present a more knowledgeable front to the young clan member. "We may be the last to arrive, but we'll see what sort of success the others had. It may turn out that our extra effort meant we did our job with much more quality than the others. Making a mess of a job is never allowed for a Shimazu, regardless. Remember that, dear nephew." Sieg led the way into the inn, and to his credit it seemed they had indeed arrived en masse already, reaffirming his assertion that they'd all probably rushed to gather. For this gathering, the Yatagarasu had called agents from around the world, even men who worked for different organizations with similar goals...it was truly a marvel, and it was no surprise they had hurried to gather and see the different types that would come. But he'd made sure they placed duty first, and so Izuru carried signs of their victory in a bag behind him, though they weren't nearly as course as the ones that the others had brought. He didn't know of their martial barbarity yet of course, but it was only a matter of time, and in due course they would reveal what they'd accomplished in the name of the Yatagarasu. At that time, he would show that the Shimazu were no slouch...and though other parts of the world may have been threatened now, thanks to keen youth like Izuru Kyushu would never be found slipping. That was an oath he'd make upon the blood of the Shimazu coursing through his veins.
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 1:42 pm
Al Azif and Ennea"Actually, I'd rather be clean." Ennea noted, chuckling as the resident enjoyed some of the food. She perked up a moment later as she heard some others coming into the building. Hooray, more friends! Or, you know, thereabouts. It was nice to see that so many interesting people were gathering, although Ennea had slowly realized something important... namely, what it really meant to be around people you cared for. It was a... nice feeling, really.
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 4:54 pm
 Dakota Curtiss
Dakota's grin didn't leave his face as Raven spoke, wiggling away, and apologizing. He let out a quiet chuckle, before nodding.
"Apology, Accepted." he called, listening to him talk about how he felt old around them.
"Yes, quite. Around some of these spry young ones...We can all feel our ages."
Futaba seemed to go talk to Nero, and the strange girl that had no real business there...Before he heard more of the Shimazu come in...And he could feel a presence with them...
Frouade.. he thought quietly, before closing his eyes. His lack of sleep was catching up to him, and he might have been a bit irritable..But either way, they were there for a reason, No?
"So, how did everyone make out?" he asked casually, trying to shift the topic away from the fact he'd seen one of his older mentors, and what he thought was a dead man. He didn't want to dwell on the past....nor think too much of the future.
Only what was at hand..The present.
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 5:29 pm
Izuru Yoshiyuki Shimazu, Ally of Love
"...Some day, love will find you! Break those chains that bind you...""My goodness, this place is certainly gauche, isn't it?! Do you imagine the innkeeper would mind overmuch if I should have some rose bushes delivered the lighten up the entrance, a bit?"
Another voice sounded behind the green-haired leader of the Shimazu as he made his successful entrance to the gathering of Clan Leaders at the allied headquarters in Okina; his was the sort of voice that had a person instantly picturing beauty, refinement, and a face that women would die for. What stepped through the door belonging to the voice fit that image rather perfectly too, with silk-smooth hair that looked practically radiant in the morning sunlight, fanciful, form-fitting clothing with a soft scarf cast around his lower chin to block out the dust along the road during the journey here, and of course, a chain and sickle kusarigama that remained attached precariously to a couple of hooks at the belt about his waist. It was the weapon of their trade, though it be a trade that Izuru...despite his prodigious talents...preferred not to indulge in unless the need was absolutely dire. In fact, he had been rather insistent upon not coming to this meeting of the Clan Leaders at all...Sieg seemed to have merely ignored him and enforced his coming anyway, taking some awfully big liberties with his temporary clan leadership if you asked the handsome young man. Alas, he was still quite fond of Sieg and loyal to his family, and it was only his family which held loyalty within his heart of any comparable level to his loyalty to women in love! His first thoughts stepping through the door, even, were to seek out the eyes of the ladies present and look within them for the emotional spark connecting them to another person inside the room...but seeing no particularly longing glances here or there...he sighed and moved towards the massive table in the dining room to the back of the lobby.
They had been here on a mission before, no more than a month prior before they had gone back to Kyushu for a spell, and he knew in an instant that the dining room table would be the only one large enough to accommodate the entire expected gathering. He moved with a flourish into the kitchen and set down the back full of mementos of his uncle's victory in front of a seat that would become theirs at this meeting, unzipping it to allow Sieg to unveil the trophies one-by-one. Personally, he found the whole comparing assassination tokens to be rather tasteless, but then, he had never been the type who took great interest in these sorts of encounters to begin with.
"On behalf of the venerable Shimazu of Kyushu," he began with a handsome curl of the lips, apparently becoming a bit more serious about their work when the situation called for a formal introduction, "We present proof of the completion of our initial mission. Of the other families of the Yatagarasu, might I ask which are present and accounted for?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2014 5:47 pm
Al Azif and Ennea"Business time. Stay in the room for a bit, okay? It's like Episode Thirty-Two." Ennea said, pushing Al out of the kitchen. The other girl looked like she was about to protest, but at Ennea's last words, she simply nodded and left without another word. "'Sup?" she asked. "I got roped into representing the Iyokono..." She didn't seem entirely sure how she felt about that - but the clan was still around, and they did still help the Yatagarasu from time to time.
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 5:55 pm
Jun Otsuka, Head of the Otsuka clan of the Sendai Region  The door closed behind him before Jun could even snap back at him for that last tease. And as he left, she couldn't help the amused chuckles rumbling at the back of her throat as she slid the pants up her curvy hips. Idly, she buttoned it and strolled to the other side of the room to find her shoes. Fingers brushed through her wild curls in an attempt to comb them into place, her mind going over the people that Froaude had mentioned just seconds ago. They were almost complete, and the meeting would start any time soon. The others were already gathering outside in the lobby, she knew... blabbering about their kills and the bingo book. Chatting and catching up, as if they were good, old friends meeting after some time. She...couldn't say she had any intentions of 'chatting up'. These people weren't her friends. They had to work together, yes, but... going as far to say she knew and got along with any of them? Alright, she did tolerate some more than others. There...she wasn't completely abrasive and unapproachable.
Amber eyes wandered to the tussled bed and messy sheets for a second, the ghost of a smirk on her lips visible only for a moment before the head of the Otsuka clan walked out of the door, locking it behind her. She walked down the hall, letting minutes pass between her and Froaude's exit, an irritated look on her gaze, not at anyone in particular but at the situation in hand. Not that she worried they might think they had been together. In fact, she dared them mention any of it...she knew few would try. Nearing the lobby, Jun saw the familiar faces, nodding at them shortly before leaning against a wall. She waved a hand at the Shimazu's question, "Jun Otsuka here." Then, turning to The Conductor, the woman crossed her arms, a frown on her lips. "The job got done. Two less nutcases in the world..."
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 11:19 pm
Futaba Kongiku
Head of the Kongiku Family of Kyoto "Futaba Kongiku, Kyoto." She spoke, bowing deeply. "Two bounties claimed."
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 2:38 am
 Raven GallenThe Forgotten Leader of the Gallen Clan It was good to see that Dakota forgave him but there wasn't much time to keep talking about the good old days. More people arrived to the gathering and questions were asked about bounties. Raven looked at Izuru, recalling how strong the Shimazu family was, and then noticed a certain woman. Jun really had grown up a lot since the last time he saw her, probably didn't remember the old man now after all this time. Oh well, it was time to re-introduce himself and all that fun stuff. "Raven Gallen, Echigo.. I took care of two bounties just the other night. Good to see you're all busy at work like always." Though it unnerved the brunette to see no one named their bounties.. There wasn't a way to ask about it without acknowledging a certain fact. How was Raven supposed to ask about the bounty on Sano..?
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Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 2:45 am
 Tear Hemels Songstress of Heaven "Tear Hemels, Bruges. Two bounties acquired.. I just got done turning over a Summoning App." Tear said as she walked over to the group. She gave a small smile to Fubata once she made it over. "Of course the main bounty was possible with Fubata's help. I can't take all the glory for myself." The woman looked at all those who were gathered so far. Jun, Futaba, Ennea, Izuru, Sieg, Dakota, and.. Raven? She heard he had passed on many years ago. Surely there was a reason.. That could wait though. Tear looked at Dakota, noticing he didn't answer his own question. "And what bounties did you get, Dakota? Get any new passengers on your train?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 10:34 pm
Jun Otsuka, Head of the Otsuka clan of the Sendai Region
[Room 110] The door to the room 110 opened with a thunderous noise, barely keeping on its hinges, almost as if hit by a truck. Or... a certain Otsuka Clan leader. Eyes locked on her target, and without a word, long legs took her to the other side of the room, where the owner of the room turned to look at her with bright blue eyes and a smirk that showed he knew of her intentions. Her blood was boiling, not only because it irked her so much how he could read her so well, but with a burning desire...a primal need. Other times, they'd enjoy their little game of cat and mouse...Tonight, she had her needs...and she needed him now. Her hand reached out and pulled the Fukushima Clan Leader from the collar, bringing him so close to her face, she could feel the warm breath; could take him his scent... and it was driving her insane.
"You. In the Bathtub. Now." If he responded, she paid his teases no mind, their lips crashing together almost violently, shutting him up for the moment. She moved without breaking the hungry kiss, fingers fiddling with his clothing urgently... the jacket dropped to the floor...her shirt... and so on.
Really, if they actually get to the bathroom, it'd be a miracle.
...Time passed...
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