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 Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2017 12:17 am
First door on the left lead towards the Prison, the door leads downstairs down a narrow pathway with several cells facing each other. The inside of each cell room is fashioned with a bunk-bed lodged into the wall, there is no mattress and as such one will find themselves sleeping on a cold piece of metal. The inner structure of the wall is tattooed in strange symbols, symbols specifically designed to restrict access to Chakra, releasing a violent jolt of electricity into whoever attempts to manipulate or alter their chakra. Guards are always present, providing food and making sure that the prisoners are kept in line, the one in question, Muramasa's and Original's.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2018 10:38 pm
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Harbor towards the Shinto Castle wasn't entirely a difficult or long trip, the Squad along with Takuma and Chaigidel simply walked for a few dozen meters before they entered an oval-shape warp. A clear Space-Time Ninjutsu, though neither individual present had their Chakra activated to that point. Much like Teleportation, the entire surrounding shifted to a mere eerie-like environment. The Squadron brought Kyoki downstairs, they hadn't covered his head but made sure to properly restrict his arms with a tight lock behind him. Takuma followed after the four that guided Kyoki, Chaigidel glancing from the back as he stood in the doorway. "Don't take too long, Hound, with this information gather your Tengu and replacements.... We'll be making plans for Hallowed Winds for the upcoming time, do not disappoint." The Masamune weakly glanced behind him at the male, his body was visibly in tatters but not many external wounds were visible aside from a few droplets of blood still leaking from his abdomen.
The door closed leaving the rest downstairs with the prisoner, Takuma's magenta eyes seemed to slightly glow due to the dim light... He pondered about it for a brief moment, was he even physically capable of taking down four Absconditus alone? The boy himself wasn't entirely in good-shape, so how was he going to even pull this off? He certainly couldn't allow Shinto any easy access to Goddess or remotely any beneficial access to anything, if Kyoki was a method of hindering them then he should find a way to help out... But still, Chaigidel being back in the Castle brought more question, were the rest back as well? The Masamune pondered as he followed after the Absconditus, each individual cell was occupied by either one or three individuals at a time, while some had similar features other seemed to be prisoners from across the world, Ex-Konoha, Suna, Kumo, Kiri, Iwa, even some outside of the Five Great Nations could be spotted as they each were marked with their respective Village symbol on the forehead.
A single lone room was picked out for Kyoki, the ones who held him captive violently tossing the boy inside the cramped and foul-smelling cell. Silently they nodded to each other before closing the door, the locking mechanism wasn't entirely physical as one weaved a series of seals causing the door to emit a bright pink light. Various symbols immediately started glowing all throughout the room, the walls, the ceiling, and even the ground were filled with strange dialects similar to what Chaigidel's Pocket Dimension displayed. With a final nod of approval, three of the four Absconditus left the basement leaving one to guard the door against the right along with Takuma who stood directly in front. The Masamune glanced down at the boy with an aching expression, he continued to ponder about his own general conflict.... Himself against not only a Government but his people all for the sake of some "Good" he didn't entirely see.
Were his choices correct? Going through with the attack on Unity even if he had gain aid from the Muramasa Branch.... Attacking this kid and allowing Chaigidel of all people to interrogate, allowing the kidnapping of Maguro and lea― s**t! Takuma's eyes immediately widened as he took a step towards the cell, the guard beside him glancing curiously for a brief moment up until their eyes met. The Masamune's tone was filled with a sense of haste as his hand weakly clenched the cold bars. "Kid, what wer' ya' goin' ta' do if ya' found Maguro? Wer' ya' really going ta' let some guy get killed for ta' sake of gainin' power from some yer' don't even know?.... Is ta' how ya' value yer'self?" He at the very least wanted a bit of insight towards the boy's eyes, while Masamune's gain their own beneficial strength through external forces, they individually strengthened and evolved them alone... Expanding on their arts and body was a prideful thing for a Masamune, to find someone who had skills still seek power through an easy method wasn't strange as much as it was interesting.
The kid definitely had spunk, he had style and a fire that pushed him towards victory... He was definitely a fighter and as one himself, Takuma certainly couldn't understand how a Martial Artist sought to improve his strikes through augmentation aside from further training.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 12:14 am
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xx Kyoki paid close attention as he dragged his feet while being escorted by the guards, he wasn't going to assist in his transportation to an unknown location. There were more questions now than before, if that was possible. An oddly shaped oval appeared before the group and seemed to act as a doorway to yet another new place. This was beginning to be something more aggravating than exciting as it normally was to venture to an unexplored place. The boy looked at the dark dank cell block he now found himself in, pretty predictable move of the enemy to make, not that he could have prevented it. His eyes narrowed as the leader spoke up to Takuma, he was stupid to have answered any questions. As he was led down the hallway he cared not to look down at the other lowly people in the cells, he kept his eyes on how many enemies he spotted as he passed by. So far they hadn't taken any weapons from him or tried to seal away his chakra, this was a strange prison.
*Twitch*
Kyoki was escorted to a room by himself, what a luxury, then tossed inside like a rag doll. He did nothing to prevent himself from being slammed into the ground, it wouldn't have made much a difference at this point in time. His eyes were sure to catch how the cell door was locked and what sort of hinges held the door together. It was constructed of steel with strange foreign symbols that glowed along the walls and floor. Perhaps this was how they were going to keep him from escaping, but he did still have weaponry on his person. The boy propped himself up into a seated position against the center of the back wall. Takuma remained behind with a single guard, seemed like low security after the huge welcoming party he had received. Then again, the Pirate King was enough of an opponent to stop him the first time when he was in better health. His eyes glanced down at his hands, looking over the extent of his wounds from the previous battle. He dug into his side pouch and began to wrap his wounds with the bandage he carried with him at all times. The area that needed the most attention was his head, he had taken two very solid blows to the skull and the fresh blood was there to prove it.
*Twitch*
Kyoki glanced up with curiosity as Takuma Muramasa addressed him directly through the gap of the cell bars. His expression glimmered with a familiar, childish smirk laced with insanity.
"This Maguro sure has a lot of people after him, to be honest I figured it would be an easy fetch mission. But it seems I've stepped foot into some sort of dog fight."
The boy took a pause as he finished wrapping his head enough to stop the bleeding. He placed his full attention on Takuma.
"I desire power beyond my capabilities, how it is obtained does not matter to me. Even if I am given something that isn't mine in terms of a technique or ability doesn't mean I understand it completely. It isn't mine until I have mastered it in every way and can fully control it. Knowledge is the only true power and I will gather all of it one day to use at my disposal as I see fit."
Kyoki put one of his hands firmly against the wall of the cell and began to push himself to his feet. At first he winced at the pain but as he straightened out his stance his eyes flared with pure excitement, it was almost the driving force that kept making him move, not the adrenaline. He put the bandage roll back into his side pouch and looked the Pirate King in the eye.
"No matter the outcome, I won't find anything out sitting here in a cell block!"
Kyoki raised his hand outward aiming his index finger forward, curling the other fingers back and perking his thumb upwards. If he couldn't use his chakra would spirit energy work? Being a Chiyura had its benefits and this might be one of them. The boy contorted his face in a mix of insanity, excitement, and rage as he prepared the spirit gun. A purple aura cloaked the tip of his pointer finger and fired off a laser beam of spirit energy at the lone guard. It was stupid to try and pull a jail break this early in his captivity but there was no way he was going to waste anytime and rot away here!
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 9:01 pm
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Guess he really couldn't understand it, after all, there wasn't an actual connection between both individual... Least, not one that Takuma understood. The Masamune took a few unstable step back as the boy moved to stand, his eyes once more displayed those same flames as their earlier battle but this situation was favorable at least not for Kyoki. The Masamune didn't move as of yet, he silently watched Kyoki raised his arm in a similar fashion as that pellet shot from before. The kid wanted out to capture Maguro, it was understandable but that would easily put him at death's door against all Shinto's Military, he was practically at their Home at the moment. Still.... Now wasn't the time for senseless violence, his body still hurt but he shouldn't simply stand idly and observe. Takuma moved at his best speed, swiftly snatching the Absconditus sword from beside him, the guard turning towards the Masamune with a conceal expression of confusion.
Contortion of insanity from Kyoki's side would be met with a beaming blade aimed near his right cheek, the weapon in question wouldn't cause lethal damage but be close enough to cause a slight cut on the boy's cheek. The blade stopping as it slid easily into the wall. "Stop before ya' end up dead.... Besides, I still gotta kick yer' a** uncontestedly." Not only was his tone different but the atmosphere around him seemingly grew chillingly cold, Takuma knew he couldn't waste too much time down here and if Kyoki sought to force an unplanned escape, then he was more than welcome to do so despite the warning. The Masamune turned his back to Kyoki as he made his way towards the exit, the Guard released a muttered sigh as he returned to his position weaponless but far more on-guard than before.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2018 10:03 pm
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xx Kyoki was about to fire off the spirit gun when he noticed Takuma move. His expression changed entirely as the sword came flying into the cell and striking through the wall. The sword grazed his cheek with a sharp caress, gracing his pale skin with another cut. In comparison this was nothing, though the language behind it meant a lot more. The Masamune could have killed him so many times and yet he still spares his life over and over again. In a place as this it was odd to have an enemy show such restraint.
*Twitch*
The boy dropped his hand back down to his side, his head lowering down against his chest as well. It was pitiful to call himself a warrior when in a place such as this as well as failing so miserably at a simple mission. Who would have thought a powerful man as the Pirate King to be merciful? It was something he couldn't understand.
"You could have killed me, multiple times, yet you won't. But you want to fight me? I don't understand."
Kyoki watched as Takuma began to walk away. He looked at the sword and wiped the small trickle of blood from his face. As the Pirate King was leaving the boy called out to him.
"Who is Maguro and why is so important? Is it because he's a so called vessel or is it because of this satellite?"
There were too many unknowns in this equations. It was driving him crazy trying to wrap his head around the idea and how all the pieces fit together. If he didn't get his answer now, he would eventually, even if he had to go to extremes to achieve it. Kyoki grasped the handle of the sword and ripped it from the wall violently. He looked at the blade and scratched lightly at his neck with the other hand. In the shallow light of the cell block, the dim glow of the steel was captivating. Much to his dislike, he followed Takuma's request and sat down on the floor of the prison.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2018 9:36 pm
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Takuma paused for a brief moment as Kyoki called out to him, his confusion was understandable... Even Takuma himself found it difficult to cling to Yuno's teaching. The Masamune glanced over his shoulder at Kyoki, why was he doing this all for Maguro? Muramasa sought to stop Shinto's advancement and Tengu was simply a Military Force that held little strength to rebel against Shinto... Not to mention the number of personal followers on Takuma's side was limited, him against his entire Military Forces wasn't a difficult battle, but Shinto themselves held strength beyond his imagination... Still. "We've all made mistakes in our lives before, we all deserve a second chance at redeeming ourselves. After all, we're only human." Word for word he repeated the same thing she had told him long ago, his tone fitting the words as he smiled at the boy. Briefly deleting that sensation of malice he carried around with him. "Pick yer' battles wisely, learn what yer' fighting for and you'll unda'stand how ta' gain real strength....All ta' knowledge won't mean jack if ya' can't use it properly, all ta' power will crumble if yer' fighting fa' nothin'." With his final words the Masamune exited the prison leaving the boy with his thoughts and that single sword, from there on his choices will be his own... Await for Takuma's return or attempt his escape... Which path will he choose?
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xx Kyoki watched with anticipation from his position on the floor, staring at Takuma like a lost child. The words he received as an answer made sense, though he never had to apply them to his situation before. It was odd to be on the other end of defeat, it wasn't a normal experience. For the first time the Masamune smiled to the boy, not a smirk, but an actual smile.
*Twitch*
And in that moment Kyoki found himself alone in the prison, his hand still clutching the hilt of the sword as the cold floor held him gently on the surface. Fighting had a purpose other than fun and knowledge? What other meanings could one want from such an experience? He sat there and turned the blade over in his hands at a slow pace, examining every inch of it as well as where the drizzle of light gleamed over the steel. With a quick hand the sword was shoved point down into the floor of the cell as the boy dug for his bandages in his side pocket for the second time. Since it would seem he had some time to kill he would finishing bandaging his wounds as he thought about the wisdom given to him just moments ago. The familiar tightness of the bandage coiling around his body allowed for some of the pain to be more bearable. It had been awhile since he had even looked over his flesh as a part of him instead of just a canvas for practicing medical ninjutsu.
"Find a meaning for the power and be granted more strength. Knowledge is useless without purpose."
Kyoki rattled off the words aloud, a slight echo coming back to him, bringing his attention back to the lonely position he was still in. Because of his arrogance and lack of power, the Island was now at risk. He came here in search of an unknown in hopes of being given power but no knowledge to go with it, meaning there was no meaning for all of this. But what would have happened if he hadn't fought the Pirate King? He couldn't just leave after what he had set in motion. Then again, why would he have been put into such a position? He was a strong fighter but not enough to take on a whole military force. There wasn't enough information to paint a full picture at the moment. If the Goddess knew about the Land of the Moon why not send someone stronger? The boy finished with cleaning his wounds and wrapping them, giving him a bit more ease of motion, he needed to be able to heal but risking ninjutsu wasn't a good idea while still in the cell. For now he would wait, for what, he was unsure. Kyoki had caused enough damage and needed to live to fix the mistakes made. Perhaps for now that was a good enough goal to strive for, to fix his mistake of putting the Island in danger. There had to be a way of warning someone or getting back first before the attack was executed.
*Twitch*
But for now he had a sword. With narrowed eyes he took to his feet once more, removing the purple torn cloak from his body. In his other hand he took out a kunai and threw it up at the ceiling where it stuck so he could hang his jacket up. This would block the guard from viewing what he was about to do. The boy took hold of the sword's hilt in both of his hands, removing it from the ground with careful observation. He had seen kenjutsu wielders in battle before and was sure he could imitate it enough to learn it. After all, he had nothing but time to spend working on it.
*Twitch*
Kyoki placed the sword at his waist, holding it as if he had it in a sheath. With a flick of the wrist he would pull the blade forward in a swift motion and then place it back to the starting position. The air cut with the bust of speed caused a swiping sound to emit into the air. He had to be careful that the guard didn’t notice him practicing. There was a new fire lit within him as he ignored the pain in his torso from the sudden burst of motion. He had to get the repetitions faster in order to compete with Takuma and the other forces. The boy side stepped this time as he slashed at the air behind the cover of his cloak. Each time he tried again it was becoming easier to feel the power behind the blade. It was about precision and speed rather than raw power. The swift, controlled sword would cut through anything he willed if he got the technique down. In a blur he would leap into the air, pull the blade from his side out in front of him in quick succession before landing, returning the steel to the starting position. Using one hand was not ideal when using a sword in this manner, it wasn’t as controlled or fast compared to the striking force of both hands. To add more to his training, he would dart at the wall, swing the sword, kick off the wall and repeat the process back and force a few times in a row.
*Twitch*
Kyoki continued his endeavor for quite some time, the exact amount was unknown due to the lack of input from the outside world. His brow held droplets of sweat and the bandages around his chest showed signs of blood seeping from the wounds he had received. These things were a small price to pay to improve one’s self for the better. The skills he was learning would be handy tools from the upcoming battles. His hands used to hold a sword but now they held an extension of himself in the form of steel. He had completed the training he had desired and was prepared to conquer the struggles he had created. The boy reached up and removed his cloak from its hung position and put it on once more. He dug through his pouch and removed a spool of wire, the next stage of his determination was about to play out.
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⋙xx OOC: Training included in post: technique learned: Instant, as well as style: Iaido
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2018 8:56 pm
ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔯𝔞𝔷𝔶, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇
Click, pull, you're on my sight. ⦻ Don't run, to freak, you'll stay on my mind.⦻ Now look, smile... ⦻ Your time is about to end... ⦻
In 3.... ⦻ 2....! ⦻ 1..! ⦻ Bang!
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Weapon: Standard Sword
Doujutsu (Mode): Seigen no me - 制限の目
Location: Prison
Company: Kyoki & Prisoners
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2018 6:25 am
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xxThemexx⋙xxBattle Themexx⋙xxActive Jutsu: N/Axx⋙xxTitle: Sunagakure Jonin Commander Rank Axx⋙xxStatus: 15% X
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⋙xx Kyoki had barely finished his training and pulled the wire out of his bag before a ruckus was coming from outside the cell bars. He quickly rushed over, he hadn't been paying any attention to the guard or anything else while he was training. Though it would appear as if someone was attacking the guard since the poor unarmed guy now held a lone arrow in his hand. His lips curled into a smirk, perhaps he wasn't out of luck just yet.
*Twitch*
And just like that a sword sliced through the guard, leaving nothing but a corpse in its place. The boy looked shocked, this wasn't what he was expecting to see. A bloodied blade led up to a female whose clothes and tattoos he couldn't identify. She was outside Kyoki's cell a moment later, her behavior quite different than he anticipated. Her attitude was almost bubbly as she smiled and waved at him, all he did was sigh at the friendliness, this wasn't something he knew how to interact with. Even her choice of words was out of his realm to deal with, but if she was here then there's a chance he could escape using her help.
"Who are you?"
Kyoki asked with a tilt of his head. He remained on alert in case she wasn't truly here to be an ally. In one hand he held the fallen guard's sword and in the other was a full spool of wire. Both no longer had a target anymore since the girl made short work of it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2018 2:04 pm
ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔯𝔞𝔷𝔶, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇
Click, pull, you're on my sight. ⦻ Don't run, to freak, you'll stay on my mind.⦻ Now look, smile... ⦻ Your time is about to end... ⦻
In 3.... ⦻ 2....! ⦻ 1..! ⦻ Bang!
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Weapon: Standard Sword
Doujutsu (Mode): Seigen no me - 制限の目
Location: Prison
Company: Kyoki & Prisoners
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2018 7:47 pm
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xx Everything about this girl had Kyoki caught in a stupor, he just couldn't figure her out. The way she presented herself didn't match her skills and her personality was too dense at first sight to even desire interaction. His eyes stared in wonder as she performed a wild technique before him. How was this possible? She absorbed the seals holding him in the cell from what seemed to be a form of kekkai genkai? Either way the door was now open.
*Twitch*
Kyoki gripped the sword in his hand tightly as he slowly took a few calculated steps toward the girl. He didn't want to startle her or make her feel threatened, he was in no way capable of fighting another opponent so soon. She was an odd one, either way he could use her help since she seemed willing. When addressed if he possessed any time-space techniques, the boy bit his lip.
"One day I aim to gain that type of skill but today is not one of those days. But I do have a plan."
Kyoki looked down at the dead guard and began to undress the outer layers of clothing, most importantly, the helmet. He removed his precious purple, tattered cloak and draped it over the guard to replace the clothing he had taken. Then the boy dragged the body into the cell and took a standing position next to the girl after the deed was finished. The appearance wasn't fool proof but it was better than prancing around in his flashy attire, at least this way he could blend in somewhat.
"I remember the path I was brought in, we could attempt to tread lightly in that direction."
Kyoki whispered to the new ally he hopefully had obtained. Though he was grateful for her assistance, his personality would not allow his voice to praise her. This would be a difficult task even with both of their skills combined, especially with the people he has met in this place so far and it could get even worse.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2018 9:19 pm
ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔠𝔯𝔞𝔷𝔶, ℑ'𝔪 𝔫𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔩 ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇
Click, pull, you're on my sight. ⦻ Don't run, to freak, you'll stay on my mind.⦻ Now look, smile... ⦻ Your time is about to end... ⦻
In 3.... ⦻ 2....! ⦻ 1..! ⦻ Bang!
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Weapon: Standard Sword
Doujutsu (Mode): Seigen no me - 制限の目
Location: Prison
Company: Kyoki & Prisoners
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2018 9:53 pm
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│-----⋙ Kyoki Chiyura ⋘-----│
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⋙xx Kyoki straightened up his attire a bit, brushing the dirt off and tying to smudge some of the blood from the sweater. He hated the idea of leaving his cloak behind since it was an heirloom but he could always fashion another in its place or make a point to come back for it later on. He placed the helmet over his head and faced the girl once more.
*Twitch*
The boy felt the warmth of her touch through the clothes he was wearing, quite honestly a bit startled by the sudden contact. If he wasn't in such a sour state or trying to blend in he probably wouldn't have allowed it. This was a special circumstance. Upon mention of a name followed by Code:Awareness made his blood boil. Instantly the name Chaigidel was burned into the past memory of their encounter, he'd never forget it now. His eyes widened as the seals from before suddenly were crawling onto him. At first he anticipated pain but soon realized none came. She really was helping him, but why? Luck was certainly shining on him in this moment and he couldn't waste it. A war was on the horizon and it was his mistake to fix, this girl was granting the chance to stop it.
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Kyoki nodded to the girl and was prepared to leave when a familiar name was dropped. This girl knew Takuma Masamune? In regards to them as people the girl and Takuma were polar opposites, how strange. So it was the Pirate King who had sent her to free the boy from his cell. Now he definitely had to return to the Land of the Moon, not only for his cloak but for the much anticipated rematch. Under the helmet a cocky smirk found his way onto his lips once more, a driving force to start his adrenaline pumping.
"I shall, I won't make that mistake a second time. Thank you, for everything, to you and to Takuma. The next time I step foot on this island I will be a different person."
Kyoki stated to the girl, her identity was still unknown but she was a very recognizable individual so it wouldn't be too difficult. Though giving thanks wasn't usually something he did, it was well over due to the Masamune and hoped that it would find a way to his ears. Even if it was delivered in a strange way be an equally strange girl. Without waiting for anything else to happen, he had a war to stop and thus took off down the hallway in a sprint. Though the boy couldn't reach maximum speed due to his injuries it was still a brisk pace. The gloves he now wore on his hands concealed the white knuckled grip he had on the sword down at his side. The prison cells whizzed by as the familiar hallway laid out in his memory matched the passing scenery. Using the seals given to him, any cloudy spots were filled in for him, another technique he would have to learn from the Land of the Moon. Kyoki made his way carefully, his stead fast pace was quiet, stealth was just as important as how much ground was covered. There was no way he could allow this opportunity to go to waste, and with that, he exited the prison.
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