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 Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:46 pm
 Enju pouted sullenly, twitching his ears and wondering if he should apologize or something. He was growing curious of the drawing by the minute. He swallowed and winced, his eye closing out of pain. This was not a good position to be in. He swallowed, remembering he wasn't allowed to speak, only when he was adressed himself. That made the situation very akward. Finally he decided to ease this uneasy air, he'd play dead. Or sometihng close to dead.
His expression changed to blank as he suddenly fell delicately onto his side. He closed his eyes, a wing draped over his wound protectively. For all he knew, the Haka would get annoyed and kick him but he was hoping it'd stimulate him to talk at least or he would have been kneeling there forever. His appeared closed but one was open just the tiniest bit and hidden behind his hair, so he was able to see the Haka's reaction. He wasn't faking his faint too much, he did feel a little woozy but not enough to faint like a Haka who had just seen his favorite kimono ruined or something.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:33 pm
Reizo watched in slight confusion as the "scary" Gehaka suddenly fell...over. He blinked once, then twice, before his body settled into a more relaxed position. He might not know much about fighting, but he was fairly sure that you didn't faint that quickly, when you had been fine just moments before. Or...well...he thought.
After a moment, the Haka smirked, beginning to clap his hands in a slow, mocking manner. He set the parchment aside, pinning it down with the ink bottle so it wouldn't fly away before standing up and approaching Enju, peering at him. "Impressive performance." Reizo finally spoke, folding his arms over his chest. He did have a moment where he wondered if he should poke at Enju with his toe, and decided against it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 4:48 pm
Enju felt the pit of his stomach go icy. So the Haka hadn't fell for it. Impressive. Very impressive. Usually he was able to have any Haka fussing over him within a few seconds. He was strangely amused even though he knew he'd be reprimanded for it. He blinked, still keeping his facade up, and brought a hand to his eyes, his mouth in a frown.
He gulped and turned over, rolling away from the Haka and took a moment on all floors to try and surpress grins and laughing. It was a shame he wasn't allowed to act like this around people. You'd think having a good time should be all that mattered in life but no, their was rules and mannerism you have to abide by. He finally was able to straighten his face and get it into a a fairly convincing trouble expression.
His cut started seeping again, more so this time. That was not an act and following twitch of pain wasn't either. "Ah, performace, Honorable One?" An eye was slightly closed in annoyed pain as he averted ihs eyes to the ground once more.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:36 pm
Reizo had never fussed over a Gehaka in his life. It simply wasn't the way the artist operated. However...with this one's wounds, he might do just that. He was wincing on the inside along with Enju. Reizo merely watched him, knitting his brows. Hmm.
Finally, he was looking Enju in the face again. He ignored the question completely, looking him over, noting the cuts that he had not seen before. "Those wounds...they look particuarly nasty." It wasn't necessarily a question, merely an observation.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:49 pm
Okay, the charade was over, he really was starting to feel the pain now. He had opened the gash again with that little joke of a fall and now he was feeling shame and pain and that just wasn't a nice combination for him. Now he really wanted to leave, his ears pinning themselves back warily as he listened carefully to what the Haka was saying. He grinned ruefully, standing up straighter but still keeping his eyes cast to the side of the Haka.
"Ah, yes...its just some sparring wound, nothing..to worry about."
Every pause was a horrible little wave of pain that came pulsating through the gash. The other cuts that were hidden inside his wings were even more noticeable to him. He was becoming more agitated and held his hand forecfully against the cut, hoping to at least slow the bleeding, even though touching it was now killing him.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:14 pm
Ugh. He was going to get blood on his kimono, wasn't he? It was good, then, that he had put on a very plain one in anticipation of painting. Turning away for a moment, he walked back to the bench to collect his things fully - blowing on the parchement before rolling it up and sticking it in the bag slung over his shoulder, placing board, brush and ink inside as well. Finally, Reizo turned back to Enju, a stern look on his face. "Do you need help?"
If Shinji was with him, he'd have his brother help but...it was simply Reizo.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:30 pm
Enju kept his face straight, pressing on the wound, his nose wrinkling slightly. He wasn't a humble man. He was hurt and needed at least some help. He could pay for something of course but he needed some assistance, he felt like if he took one step he'd just double over in pain. Odd, he hadn't felt too bad when he had come here in the late morning, but then it wasn't a far walk and he hadn't been acting like a fool.
"Ah..well. Perhaps.."
He grinned at the Haka sheepishly, ears lowered in shame and amusement. He was hoping the Haka would choose to do something, help him or dismiss him so he could crawl back to his shop or home and get a new bandage.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:50 pm
Reizo continued to look stern, eyes slightly narrowed as he stepped up to the Gehaka. He wasn't...sure what he needed to do. Raising an eyebrow, his lips thinned into a tight line. "What do you need?" It seems that Enju had indeed gotten his sympathy, or at least his compliance for the time being.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:57 pm
Enju withheld his grumblings for later. Why in the world wouldn't this Haka just let him go. He usually never found a Haka actually interested in helping him with anything. He must either want him to suffer or just be extremely bored and had nothing better to do.
"I just need something to tighten this up, so it'll stop bleeding, honorable one."
His voice was feigning innocence, careful to disguise any irritation he had. He didn't feel like getting a beating with the wounds he had. He decided to stare pointedly at the Haka's picture that he had folded up before letting out a raspy sigh as he pressed onto the wound.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:37 pm
Obviously, what Enju didn't realize was that Reizo was offering to help him. Reizo sighed, rolling his eyes slightly. "Yes, so I figured. Do you need help out of the garden?" He looked up at Enju expectantly. He probably wouldn't be seen helping him down the street, but from here to the gate, he could do. From there, if the Gehaka still needed help, he could get Shinji to help.
The picture was rolled up, though one end was sticking out the bag.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 7:57 pm
(I'm gonna go paint c: my posts will be a little random, but I'll be around x3)
The poor Gehaka's ear was spazming, moving up and down, betraying his lack of patience. He couldn't help but let a small smirk spread on his mouth.
"If..you could...oh! I've forgotten my manners!" Again. "My name is Arehoudai Enju. Thank you for the offer but I wouldn't want you to subject yourself to any work. I can handle myself."
Enju was unconciously kneading at the wound nervously, feeling that light headedness again. Maybe having the Haka help him would be fun, even if it might be a bit shameful for him to be seen subjecting a Haka to help him, a petty young Gehaka. Oh well, he'd do anything for fun.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 11:01 pm
Reizo began to glower at the way Enju smirked, drawing away a bit. He didn't HAVE to offer to help - although the Haka probably didn't realize that perhaps Enju didn't want his help - and the other was mocking him?
The artist pulled on his more distant face, crossing his arms over his chest. "Akimatsu Reizo." The Haka responded to the introduction, tone curt. He was now torn between merely stalking away and continuing to offer his help.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 11:30 pm
Enju bowed happily and showing a bit of eagerness in having someone to help him out. The Haka still seemed standoff-ish but willing to help. Enju cocked his head looking innocently sweet.
"Well, Reizo-sama, if you'd like to help me you can walk me to my shop. It's just down that path..."
He was unsure about this. How could he repay him? He made himself stand honorably erect but his eyes respectfully downcast, wondering how he'd handle this situation.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 12:29 am
"Lean on me, then." He didn't know how much help the Gehaka needed, and so he trusted Enju to regulate said help. It would look terribly silly, a strong Gehaka leaning on a much more delicate Haka for help, but...well, what could you do?
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 3:16 am
"A simple wish in life, really." He murmered, sipping his tea again. He simply did not understand how many Gehaka truly did want that, he'd never want to be someones slave. Because that was all Gehaka pretty much were, except the lucky few who were paired up with the right Haka. What type of Haka will I be? He nibbled on his lip, cub held in the air midway from the table and to his mouth.
"Well then it is decided." He smiled and placed his cup down, hand slipping into the front of his kimono and when it slipped out he was holding a bracer. His mother had told him never to leave the house with out one, lately. She had said it was important if he stumpled upon some gehaka he particularly wanted. "We will be married." He placed the bracer gently around the other's wrist, smiling warmly at him, though he was uncertain how this other would feel about being married to a haka now. He suspected it would be alright, he almost seemed disappointed he hadn't been snatched up yet.
"Three days and we will be married." He said again, before picking up his tea and sipping.
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