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 Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2010 8:40 pm
 "HA!" A clawed paw swiped quickly though the air, contacting with rough bark and leaving a good few scrapes along the surface. Shizue pulled back to examine her work. A bit deeper than the last set. And although she had snagged a claw on that same last round, the little wound hadn't hurt that bad. She ignored it and kept training. There was still a lot of work to be done.
Father had told her there was no way to know if she had been born an accommodator or not, as it seemed like returning to this place he called the 'Black Order' had become an impossible dream. And he had even told her than just because she was his kin, that didn't mean she was any more likely to hold an innocence than anyone else in the world. Of course, it wasn't like he really told her all that much or even spoke to her that much...
However, born the spitfire personality that she was, none of that really mattered. Being an accommodator, using a weapon, none of that was important. She just wanted to fight, just wanted to train. Like an itch she couldn't scratch, she wanted to beat things up, especially her father. Too bad everytime he actually let her spar with him, he won.
Growling at the thought, she pounced away from the tree, dancing on practiced Kitsu legs. She wanted to fight with someone she could beat!!
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 10:05 am
 As the Black Order exorcist made his way toward the HQ, thoughts of his friend (though he would probably never admit it out loud, at least to his face) and battle companion Kanda suddenly flooded his head. He wasn't entirely sure why, because it's not as if he missed seeing the grumpy punk (secretly he may). But thinking about Kanda made him feel a little home sick. How was everyone at the Black Order holding up? He hoped nothing tragic happened while the two of them were here.
On his way, he saw what seemed like a sun-burnt-naked Kanda with no sword. For a moment, he was in disbelief. He knew Kanda seemed like a delicate flower, but he never imagined him to get sunburn to the point where he was bright red ALL over.
Upon further observation, whoever that Kitsu was, could not have been Kanda. First off, those golden markings could not have belonged to Kanda. Even though Allen was sure he had his fair share of scars on his body, they certainly wouldn't be this beautiful golden color. Secondly, the Kitsu seemed much more energetic. Dancing and prancing around swiping claws everywhere was not part of what Kanda would do. The last clue which gave away the Kitsu was the fact that there was no sword attached to his/her hip. Certainly Kanda was not one to part with such a valuable item. It was how he used his Innocence, and as an exorcist there was no way he'd part with it so easily.
Out of curiosity, he wandered up to the fiery Kitsu and yelled, "Hello there!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2010 6:25 pm
Caught up in her practicing, she didn't notice that someone was coming closer. It was something her father would certainly scold her for had he seen it. Regardless, she continued to dance, paws slamming down as if the ground itself was now her enemy. Her whip-like ponytail flew this way and that, sheering the air.
The femme let out a sharp laugh and threw her head back, feeling bit better than before. Rather refreshed, in fact. She even though to stop and take a break. That is, until an unfamiliar voice spoke up from not too far behind her. Eyes widened and her head shot around so fast that her neck complained with a slight pinch.
The sight before her was familiar in some ways, unknown in others. But for all the things that didn't register right away, the sight of the Exorcist coat caught her attention immediately. "Exorcist!" She shouted, not thinking to return the friendly greeting in any way. Oppositely, her expression was wild and challenging. She didn't even stop to think that this short, white-haired male was anyone that she might have been told about beforehand.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 4:44 pm
The Exorcist simply watched with curiosity as he watched her continuing her fierce "dance". To him it seemed more like she was trying to hit the ground until it was flat like a pancake. Perhaps she was venting some anger on the ground, but he tried not to judge since it wasn't his place.
When she called out "Exorcist" his eyes immediately grew wide with suspicion. How did she know about him in this place? Was he sent by the Earl?
"How do you know who I am?" He demanded an answer from her. Allen would normally just think of it as nothing, but he had been on the edge ever since he came to this world. There were just so many things swirling around his mind that his usual self wasn't expressed nearly as often as he'd hope.
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 8:01 pm
Her entire body tensed, readying for whatever movement her mind would order next. There was a surprising amount of silence between them after his question, but with each second that ticked by, her fur stood further on end. "Doesn't matter!" she finally bit back in response. The look on her face shifted into something of sheer excitement as adrenaline started to build.
"Just fight!" Shizue's lips snapped into a wild smile one moment and the next she had moved, bolting from her position without any extra warning. Her forepaws barely seemed to touch the ground as booted back paws scraped and pushed her faster. Contrary to what one might expect, the tread on her boots was perfect for running, not to mention she had grown up with them. She was a self-proclaimed expert when it came to speed (and everything else, of course).
"Here I come!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 4:49 pm
"Huh? What? Wait!" Allen was rather confused when the crimson-furred female lunged toward him. He didn't come here trying to pick fights with other Kitsus; he just wanted some answers and some hints as to his whereabouts and where his friends were. How in the world did he end up in this predicament?
Quickly side-stepping, Shizue barely missed him. A close call, for sure. Kanda certainly trained his daughter well. This was no time to admire his rival's daughter's skill in combat. He just wanted to carry out a normal conversation with her. If she was his daughter, perhaps she knew Kanda's whereabouts.
"Hey! Just wait a minute! I have a question for you!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 10:20 pm
A sharp laugh left her maw as all four paws were forced against the ground, slowing her mad dash. "You're good!" she called around wildly flaring hair. She could tell simply from his dodge that he was skilled. So far her father had been the only one to avoid her initial assault without so much as bumping shoulders. Albeit her other opponents had been trees and lesser animals, but that was a detail that didn't much matter to her. All she could see now was the Exorcist before her, one with decent talent, and that just made her want to bury him even more.
However, as her body tensed for another attack, her ears shot forward before her mind could catch up. What was that now? A question? Another laugh, louder and challenging, shook her.
"Beat me and I'll listen!" she called out, body coiling downwards. In a second, she had sprung up, hanging in the air only a moment before she began her heavy decent. Paws were poised out before her, waiting to crush her victim the very way she had pounded the ground before.
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