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 Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 3:53 pm
Not from the Entrance to the Kansai headquarters, nor too far east of Cinema village lies one of the many hotels in Kyoto among the numerous shops and tourists attractions. In the Nishinotoin dori district, the hotel there may fortunately be known one of the cheapest among Kyoto, but sadly it’s also known to be nothing more than a 2 star hotel at best. It’s a good place to go to if you’re in a bind and far away from the Arashi Mountain hotel to make it back or need to rest since it’s easily affordable even to the students, but not as cozy for such a price.
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2008 4:09 pm
[Tatsumi arrives last night from the Kansai Headquarters Entrance with Chigusa and carrying Konoka] Last nights rest was.... sub-par at best. The hotel rooms were pretty small which although is quite normal in Japan; it wasn't as comfortable since he had to spend it with two other people. Worst off though was how it wasn't clean at all. The walls were in urgent need of some paint and the carpets looked like they needed to be cleaned or changed. Thankfully, the bathroom was clean though, but do to how small the shower was and how low the shower head itself was, it was rather... difficult for someone of his height, nearly reaching six foot-three; he told himself he'd just wait for tomorrow morning to use it...
As well, there were only two beds, but fortunately for Chigusa and Konoka who had been still unconscious upon arrival, Tatsumi was kind enough -despite how blunt he said it- to tell her this; "I'll take the couch." Since he didn't really have much feeling in his body, comfort was only on a mental level to him, and his body had no trouble with adapting to sleeping on the couch that once again was an issue for his height; seeing as how he was longer than the two cushion seat. But Konoka's comfort mattered a bit to him since she was still a student and a child. And Chigusa... well, she was a woman after all, and as they say 'ladies first'.
The whole night seemed to go off without a hitch. Konoka had been restrained for the most part so even if she awoke in the middle of the night, she couldn't escape. Her lips were sealed, and her hands were tied at the wrists, as were her legs by her ankles. He didn't feel remorse about her having to spend the entirety of the night and the upcoming day like this, but he did wish there was a more comfortable way she could be restrained. Ah well... Otherwise, it was easy getting in, the person at the front desk easily buying their story about being a family of three and their 'daughter' being tired from so much fun on the vacation they were having as they told, and when they got to the hotel, Tatsumi didn't exchange many words with Chigusa, deciding to retire only a few minutes after they got there, resting in a light sleep on the couch.
But, do to how he went to sleep a little earlier than Chigusa, he ended up waking up quite a bit earlier as well, and probably by the time Chigusa would be waking up, she would hear the distinct sound of the shower being on, and Tatsumi -as well as his case- both missing, leading to the easy conclusion that he was washing up.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 4:07 am
[OOC// For simplicities sake, I am going to say that she followed. My internet crashed and I was invited to a World of Darkness two day campaign at my friends. We committed Genocide on a small British town and I desecrated the church. xD ]
Chigusa was pleased that the progress had gone along so very well and how naive the receptionist really was. Though it was a slight shock to see that there was really only two beds, one of them was for Konoka and the other was for whoever slept on that one. Tatsumi however was the gentleman, which made Chigusa happy because she didn't have to share a bed with him.
She had retired to bed much later, choosing to shed most of her clothing apart from her undergarments; a pair of black lacy panties along with matching bra and over that was the white shirt that went with the uniform she had to 'borrow'. She awoke to the noise of the shower and rose her head only slightly, reaching for her glasses as she did. She pushed them on before raising out of bed, heading straight for the coffee machine as she did.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 10:53 am
(( Nice xD At least you’re back now. =D )) The shower had been going for a much longer time than most people would, having been nearly twenty minutes until the water finally shut off. Due to how different his body was, simple things like cleaning himself was a bit more of a challenge then to most. He was used to it though, having been this way for quite a few years now, and after his shower, Tatsumi proceeded in at least getting himself halfway changed before walking out of the bathroom, carrying his shirt, trench coat, belt, gloves, and headband all in one small pile in his left hand, while having that case of his in his right.
 As the bathroom door opened, there was no steam, in fact it seemed rather cold coming from in there. Since Tatsumi had no feeling in his body, temperature was another thing he had no sense to, and whether the water was scolding hot or ice cold, he could never tell, nor did he care as much either. But when he emerged, he was wearing only his dark blue pants and nothing else, casually toss his remaining cloths by the couch he slept on, not feeling it was necessary to get himself fully dressed just yet. And it seemed that Chigusa didn't feel that way either. He briefly clenched the cross and locket around his neck, placing them against his lips silently for just a moment like it was a daily thing he did, and then approached the woman as he released them. Seeing her as she was, it almost made her look more... vulnerable. And he had to admit, she did have the looks that most woman would kill for. But there was no sense of desire or lust in him, he had promised his dedication and love to just one woman, and she was already long gone. Had he been able to cope with the loss, he may have made a comment or even had certain thoughts or desires about Chigusa, taking in her beauty for how she was. But since he hadn't, Tatsumi saw nothing more than the woman who hired him, that was all...
If Chigusa turned around to see Tatsumi, his appearance would cause quite a shock. It became obvious now why he chose to keep most of his body completely covered, showing as little of his pale flesh as possible. That was because of the scars, all over his body from the neck down, he was riddled with deadly markings that showed he must have experienced some massive trauma years ago. The scars were only a little faded, showing they had probably been somewhere from five to ten years old at the most, and they all appeared to be similar in the time they were inflicted, the color, and the type of scars they were. They didn't sink in like cuts or deadly gashes; rather... they just seemed like discolorations, even protruding a bit like small masses of flesh. If she looked hard enough, she could see they weren't from cuts, but more like burns. They were in all sorts of different shapes and sizes, and pretty evenly spread out, but there were just so many it was impossible to count. Oddly enough though, the single scar on his face didn't seem to match them, looking a bit different in color and mark, but all the same, he was still covered with them. It was so bad that on the left side of his hip, there was actually a metallic plate, the flesh seeming to heal over it a bit, like it had been there for years.
Overall, the scars looked like something a normal person could not have survived, but as he stood here, he didn't even so much as find his own appearance strange at all as he cleared his throat to get Chigusa's attention, speaking quite brief as he requested something. "Make me a cup as well. Black." He said simply before turning around and walking to the couch, showing that on his backside the markings were just as bad...
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 7:23 pm
Chigusa nodded as she started the process of making coffee, which ironically was black. She had two cups ready, she had a feeling that he would ask for some...hell anyone who went thought what they did last night would want a coffee...sleep last night wasn't easy after all, even if Konoka didn't make a single sound. As she finished up, she poured the black liquid into the two cups and grabbed them both. Turning around, she raised an eyebrow at the scars on his back...curious as to where they would have come from. He looked like he had just mauled by a Great Wyrm.
As she came around the other side of where he was sitting, she got the chance to examine his scars more, not identical to the one on his face but they were nasty scars alright, though she was examining great figure more then his scars now. Slowly she sat down on the couch beside him on the far end. She placed one of the coffee cups on the table in front of him and then held onto her own with both hands, crossing her legs as she laid back into the couch.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 9:33 pm
There was something nostalgic about this... especially when Chigusa had sat at the other end of the couch of him. He was a little surprised she was comfortable with being close to him, not many people were, but around her he didn't seem to keep up as cold of a front all the time, which made it an easy task to be near him. Taking the cup she offered him, he leaned forward, his arms on his legs as he seemed unable to relax back on the couch, his head turning away from Chigusa, as he was unable to really look for her. Which that was saying something, seeing as how he had such an attractive woman, practically half nude sitting next to him so casually. It must have been wonderful to really be so comfortable with your own body as she was, personally, he hated his own body, which was quite obvious to tell.
"Thyria..." He muttered softly, probably being the first time she had heard him speak with a brief sense of weakness as the word could barely be heard from his lips as he felt this whole situation being familiar to the earlier days, almost bringing a sense of sadness to him. He pushed that aside though, not letting any reminiscing thoughts get to him as he looked over towards Konoka's sleeping form on the bed while he spoke, doing so to change the subject in her mind. "I'm going to see about causing a diversion with the students this evening, so I might be a bit late tonight. It would be best if you tell me what the plan was now while I have a moment." Even in the calmer times like this, he still sounded stern and to the point, having the 'all business' persona as he tried to think of what could be done to make tonight’s mission easier. He would have to do something to ease the students when he returned this morning, something to keep them less on edge and give them a better advantage in keeping them from interfering with tonight.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 10:58 pm
Chigusa then couldn't help but feel arkward...both were half-naked and sitting beside eachother on a lounge and apparently both thought eachother were attractive physically. She took a small sip from the cup before placing it down towards her lap and she stared down at it for the moment, deep in thought about the plan. When he mentioned something she looked back up, though she didn't really hear it. When he asked the plans, she said. "You ever heard of the Ryōmen Sukuna no Kami?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 11:12 pm
Despite how the cup itself was scolding hot, he held no qualms in holding it in one hand by the cup itself, and not its handle, once again having no feeling despite the fact that his hand was probably mildly burning just a bit. Taking a brief sip as well, he kept his eyes fixed on Konoka for the most part, telling himself that the moment she showed signs of waking up, he needed to go. Her seeing him would cause his entire mission to be placed in jeopardy. Fortunately, it was safe to say she would be asleep for awhile longer, but just how long was the question.
As she posed that question, he finally turned to face her, only then meeting eyes with her after she too looked away for a moment in thought, and he then realized how close of them the two were. Not embarrassed, but beginning to feel that same awkwardness as Chigusa did, he casually leaned back just a bit, not feeling too comfortable in being this... close to her. He wasn't the type to get flustered or bothered by things, in fact he always seemed so taciturn and emotionless, but he did show minor signs of being hesitant at this proximity with her. Still, he managed to speak, recalling a bit of a legend about this name that was spoken. It was quite popular in Kyoto, and having been here before, he had heard it. "Something about a demon who came to this land centuries ago and fought with the... 16th emperor I believe? It was said that Sukuna was a four armed demon, two blades, two bows, and brought massacre to the land. He was defeated by the emperor and his loyal guards and sealed away. At least, that's what the legend says, but it seems like nothing but an old wise tale if you ask me."
Though Tatsumi enjoyed history, he always found legends and myths to be farfetched and pointless. He preferred the facts, not fiction. Though he was guilty of reading fantasy like novels occasionally, just as Nodoka had noticed. Still, what did that have to do with anything...?
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 11:27 pm
"Well...I'm sure you can figure that one out." She said, taking another sip from her coffee before placing the coffee down on the table and slowly she navigated to the bed where her clothes were. She picked them up and slowly advanced her way over to the bathroom. "Since your finished, I'll be taking a shower now." She said, entering inside. It was moments later that the sounds of the water running were heard.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 11:38 pm
Now she had sparked his interest... Just what was she planning exactly? He needed as many details as possible here, it was important to his mission after all to be well aware of his surroundings. But unfortunately, Chigusa wanted to play a little game and keep him guessing. An unwise decision, but he was certain she would tell him soon enough. Hopefully sooner rather than later though...
When Chigusa got up and headed for the shower, he too stood up, promptly dressing himself up well enough now since he felt he had dried off enough. By then, he could hear the water running, and assumed she was obviously taking a shower, giving him the opportunity he needed. Making his way over to Chigusa's bed, he looked around for a moment, seeing if he could find a certain something in particular. But with no luck, he could tell that what he sought out was probably with her cloths, and he cursed under his breath when he realized he blew his chance.
Still, with one other thing he needed to do, Tatsumi quickly took out his cell phone and dialed Negi's cell phone. There were still so many little loose ends needed to tie up, but this was all going to work for his advantage. He just needed to cover his tracks, seeing as how he was playing both sides. Fortunately with Negi, this would be easy. As he dialed, he kept his senses aware, making sure the shower was still going on as he spoke, knowing he needed to do this now while she was away.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 12:00 am
At the sound of Negi's voice on the line, Tatsumi slowly headed over towards the open window, leaning close to it as there was a slight breeze. It helped add to his 'illusion', making it sound like he was outside rather than at the hotel. It was annoying having to fake this concern as he spoke to Negi on the phone, but he was incredably convincing, even the best of liars or con artists probably being unable to see through his guise or sense his real motives.
Maybe that was because, deep down, he really did have just a bit of concern. Somewhere within that cold heart of his did lie a bit of regret for having to hurt some of the students, Negi included. But this was all a part of his job, and money always overpowered emotions.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 3:16 pm
I expect this to be explained in further detail before the night comes, I don't want any surprises like yesterday. I will be with the students for the most part today, so send a Shinigami to my hotel room, and I'll be able to pick it up in the early evening. Don't do anything to Konoka that may harm her either, otherwise I'll make sure you regret it. Until then, be careful, they know your face, and if any students see you... well, I'm sure I don't need to explain what then. Stay sharp, and good luck. You're going to need it...
Not wanting to confront Chigusa right now, allowing her to have her privacy nor wanting that nostalgic feeling to arise that he always seemed to have around her, Tatsumi wrote a note to say the final things he wished to. His handwriting was quite elegant and in cursive, left there on her bed on the back of one of the papers that he had planned to use for keeping track of more information on the students. If Chigusa looked on the back though, she would see something quite disturbing. It was a rough sketch, but nearly drawn for the short time it had been done, styled in a darker, macabre horror in the way it was. The drawing was a picture of Chigusa, cowered in a dark corner, practically in a fetal position. It was a little tough to make out her face since it was drawing so quickly despite it's skill and the shading seemed to darken her face, but judging by her cloths and figure, it was definitely her. And she was blanketed in a shadow of what seemed like a person with a sharp object, like a blade of some sort. Overall, it seemed she was cowering from a man who had cornered her with a blade, letting her say her final prayers. And on the bottom, written in that same, elegant style which caused a bit of irony, there were a few words of warning.
"You would be wise not to betray me..."
Before he left though, Tatsumi glances at Konoka one final time, and though he didn't know what compelled him, he began to walk over towards her. Standing at her bedside, he watched her for a moment, seeing how she was doing while she slept. And then, he moved a bit closer, his face by her side as he whispered something into her ear. "I promise, I'll make sure you get out of here safely." He said with a more comforting tone, knowing that even if she was still asleep, somewhere in her mind she must have registered those words. But with that done, he quickly turned around, grabbing his case and adjusting his glasses briefly before he made his way to the door. It was time he played the other side now...[Tatsumi exits to go elsewhere]
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 11:45 am
Konoka awoke to the sound of a door opening or closing she couldnt tell.
She was about to get up but reilized she was tied up. Trying to scream but it was muffled, her mouth being covered with tape. She heard a shower running and looked around. Where am I? And why am I tied up?! Then it came to her. Kidnapped?What for? But like she really cared about her sick captures plan, but she sure didnt want to be tortured! What do I do?! She thought frantically.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 5:55 am
[OOC// May wanna edit your post there, Konoka is tied up and bound. Gaff tape over her mouth and rope bound to the bed. Hehehe...bondage. xD ]
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 9:30 am
[OOC//you sick people! gonk lol j/k XD thx]
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