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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 8:29 am
 A wealthy merchant, Matsuta Nagai, built a large house on top of the hill that overlooks the village. From there he oversees his business, making more money than the Daimyo. With all his money he pays off the Daimyo who only retains the title, for village and lands around are now the merchant's. Reinforcing his position, he has hired any ronin that comes his way. Supplying them with a place to live and whatever else they need. Leaning on the poor village, Matsuta rules with an iron fist. The ronin walk the street like they own the place. They do what ever they want too, they have became nothing more than thugs with sword skills. Abusing the villagers, forcing them to work harder, and taking their money has pushed fear and pain onto the villagers. But everyone has their breaking point. However, if the villagers storm the house and attack in the daylight they will be cut down. For those that truly wish to change the balance of power, they have to stick to the shadows. They have to become the chaos in the darkness. They must become...ninjas. (Ronin are masterless samurai. Not all ronin joins the merchant. Since most are going to be poor, the weapons and skills are more basic. This is more about the rise and them developing their skills as ninjas. Also, ronin can become ninjas if they so chose to.) Profile SkeletonName: Sex: Age: Day Job: Skills: Weapons: Appearance: Personality: Backstory:
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 6:56 am
Name: Hyori Lee
Sex: female
Age: 18
Day Job: Geisha
Skills: hand to hand combat, swordsmanship
Weapons: twin daggers, samurai sword
Appearance: (no tattoo)
Personality: sensual, tart, sweet, mischievous
Backstory: Hyori was scooped up by a Geisha house when she was sold into servitude at the age of 3 years old. Next door was an old retired samurai, whom she would sneak over to play with. He taught her to fight, which only helped her geisha skills of grace and balance. She worked well to hide any injuries and ensured her hands never took a beating by covering them with leather gloves she fashioned after coming home with her knuckles split open. That whipping had not been nice.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 4:09 pm
Appearance: Name: Natsu Seta Sex: Male Age: 20 Day Job: Farmer Skills: wielding the Kama, along with some basic hand to hand combat Weapons: Dual wielded Kama (Sickle) along with a Kunai. Personality: Quiet, resvered, loner, courtesy Backstory: Being nothing more than a poor farmer all of his life yielded little time for friends. However, growing up Natsu was good friends with another farmer's son. Together they taught each other how to fight and wield their tools like they were weapons. Then one day he lost his friend. No one knew how a fire got started late in the night, but it burned his friend's house killing all those inside. Now he just works in the fields and tries to survive, he still practices his moves in the morning before leaving for work.
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Posted: Tue Dec 10, 2013 7:13 pm
Name: Tethal Nothik Sex: Female Age: 22 Day Job: Priestess Skills: Basic banishing and healing spells, swordsmanship Weapons: Katana Appearance:  Personality: Quiet, strong, protective, and kind Backstory: Tethal was orphaned at a young age and was raised by priestesses. They discovered she was capable of magic when she was around 13 but isn't studious enough to learn more than just basic spells. She can't stand the way people are mistreated in her village and wants to step up and help but she knows she cannot do it alone. She is seeking out others to form a secret alliance to overthrow the powers that be and make the land peaceful once again.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 9:28 pm
Natsu moved slowly through the village. The sun was setting slowly, the sky was painted with a stunning array of colors. With his straw hat still on shielding him from the sun, he passed a couple of shops and buildings. Returning from the field that he tended to he still had his tools. Since the path he was taking was the shortest one to his house from the field, he took it practically every day.
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Posted: Wed Dec 11, 2013 9:42 pm
~Hyori Lee~
18 years old
District 1: Gion Kōbu Geisha House
Geisha Status: Maiko
Okiya: Haruka Kikukawa
Onee-san: Aya Momori Hyori was at the door of the Gion Kōbu Geisha House, one of the highest ranking Geisha House in the five districts, sweeping leaves from the grand steps before the politicians and businessman arrived for tea and entertainment. She shifted with an eerie grace, her footfalls silent despite the getas on her feet which should have made the soft whisper on the stones below her. She hummed softly to herself, the simple geiko of soft green silk hugging her curves, her dark hair pulled up from her face, the shadow of a healing bruise along her hair line of her right temple, hasty covered with a thin layer of make-up. Her dark eyes lifted from her last of the leaves falling on the farmer as he made his way down the clean bricked street. He was handsome but the dirt of his work coated his clothes and skin, his simple straw hat was enough to deter the women from his attention because of his status. No woman of breeding would look his way regardless of his features. While she was not a woman of breeding, she was a hangyoku, a bonded servant to her okiya and the House of Gion Kōbu, as a Maiko of the Gion Kōbu it lifted her status up above the norm. Hyori's eyes flickers to the neighboring house, which she knew like the back of her hand, a soft smile on her lips, her eyes softening slightly before they returned to the farmer. A part of her wished she had such as simple life. Cold dread crawled up her skin and into her veins, freezing her heart. She took a few shallow breaths to calm herself, her eyes closed and push the creeping thoughts of what the night would bring for her. Tonight was her debut, her erikae and her mizuage, two years early. She turned her eyes back to the man carefully memorizing the farmer's features to use in the night as a distraction, to make it more bearable. After tonight she would be truly a Geisha. EDITED
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 8:36 pm
Tethal took a deep breath to center herself before entering the household, in which the master of the house had been possessed by a demon. She was taken to the man's room, where he had been holding his only daughter hostage. As she entered she saw the girl covered in bruises, some of them obviously older than when the demon had possessed her father. A sadness fell upon her heart, it was not her place to step in, but she wished she could. She had some of the servants restrain the man and began chanting as she pulled out a scroll with a banishing spell upon it. She read the spell and touched it over his heart. The man fainted and the girl ran to her mother who began thanking Tethal repeatedly. "It is but the duty of a priestess miss. There is no need to thank me." She said to the woman, she bowed and took her leave.
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 9:21 pm
Natsu felt a soft breeze blow through the streets. On it the scent of cooking from different places. He lifted up his head and smelled the the various scents mixing together. Looking back down his eyes drifted onto the geisha that was looking at him. Naturally he could never afford one. She was alluring, but his stomach that growled softly demanded his attention. Inclining his head slightly towards her, he continued on his way home and could see some samurai walking down the street like they own the place.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 12, 2013 9:37 pm
~Hyori Lee~
18 years old
District 1: Gion Kōbu Geisha House
Geisha Status: Maiko
Okiya: Haruka Kikukawa
Onee-san: Aya Momori Hyori blinked realized the man had noticed her staring, her cheeks inflamed but she nodded back politely, noting his eyes flickering over the samurai who roamed the streets. Most were Ronin, caring for little but what they wanted, and excepting to get it immediately. She shivered knowing of at least two of said Ronin were coming tonight to her erikae to bid on her mizuage. It was a blessing and a curse, if one would win the bid then afterward he could not call on her again but the thought of one of the two winning the bid made her stomach clench in terror and her hands itch for blood. She had seen too many Geishas of the lower houses abused by the Ronins, too low to have any real power to stop it. It could have easily been her in their places had she not been taken in by such a powerful and respected House. She noted the Ronins' stares at her, obvious want but they noted her hair and its maiden style indicating her Maiko status, they all but pouted in disappointment but lust still shone in their eyes. A house of strength and power, if she lost her House, she lost her protection from the Ronins. Her Okiya's daughter, Kaname, and heir hated her with a passion and would do anything to rid of her, including messing tonight up. As it was the heiress had her in a tight blackmail, dangling Hyori's secret above her head whenever it suited the heiress' fancy or in order to gain something. Why she had yet to use that information against her was anyone's guess but Hyori did well to stay on Kaname's good side. A call from within brought her out of her musing and she moved inside to get ready, there was still much to be done before the men arrive. An hour later Hyori was in an elaborate kimono and obi of reds, oranges, pink and whites wrapped her small frame with high getas on her feet, her hair still in maiko style but that would change come morning. She stop by the sliding door of the selected room where the guest for her erikae waited for her presence. The door slide open as her Onee-san introduced her though the men knew who she was, as she had been shadowing Aya for years. She bowed to her guest giving them a shy smile which the men loved. Hyori slide into the room and it began. She entertained them with music, conversations and allured them with her grace, poise and movements. Other Geishas were in the room to assist but Hyori was at the center, Aya by her side, measuring her student's skill and eyeing the men and measure who would win the bid when it came time. EDITED
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:28 pm
Natsu noticed how the ronin were looking at her when he left. Once he got past a few streets and onto the one that held his house, he bumped into a few ronin that were drunk already. Since there was there of them and only one of him, they got a look in their eyes. Leaning on him one said, "Its a good thing that we're here to protect weak people like you." Smelling the alcohol on their breath Natsu sighed soft. "For all the trouble that we go through. We need payment." Grinning wide the one that leaned on him said. One moved behind him and hit his leg causing Natsu to fall to the ground and his tools to fall beside him. Laughing like idiots they took all the gold he had on him and said it was all for his own good. Cursing softly to himself, Natsu dragged himself to his feet and collected his tools. He had seen too many good people go through what he just had. This wasn't the first time it happened to him either. Moving with a quicker pace he moved to his house. Tonight he was going to make at least one of them pay for the way that they acted.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 9:47 pm
~Hyori Lee~
18 years old
District 1: Gion Kōbu Geisha House
Geisha Status: Maiko
Okiya: Haruka Kikukawa
Onee-san: Aya Momori The time passed too quickly for Hyori's liking as the men grew restless and distracted from the conversation. Aya noticed this and stood motioning for her pupil to come with her. Hyori politely excused herself from the men she entertained and exited the room with her mentor. "The time has come, go to the door and wait for the coach that will take you and the bid winner to his home. Remember everything I taught you. I know this seems frightening but all will be well. A coach will come for you in the morning at sun up." Hyori merely nodded silently, her stomach clenching and she dare not utter a word in fear of vomiting. She prayed softly that the night would end quickly so she could get it out of the way. Her hands shook with nerves as she played over and over in her head a scene of what was happening inside that room. How much was she worth was the ending results. It could make or break her career as a Geisha. She and heard of too many Geisha getting a low bid on their erikae night and the few men to sought their attention afterward and the House removed them, always. It was not good to have a Geisha in a respectful house if she could not earn her keep. The time she waited for an answer seemed like an eternity and a flashing moment but the moment came. A small child, one of the child maikos came to her, informing her the bidding was done and the winner was coming to get her. Hyori watched the child leave as footfalls headed her way. She straighten her shoulders, bowed her head and held her hands before her. The footsteps stopped and a hand grabbed her chin roughly, jerking her head up to force her to look at the man who would take her to his bed. Hyori's dark eyes widen as she looked into the Ronin's leering, triumph smile. He looked like a tiger ready to pounce and devour his meal. She forced a small smile despite the pain starting to rise up her jaw to her temples. "Come," he said simply, demanding, commanding, as he released her face and walked away from her and through the front doors. She took a breath before she followed, climbing into the coach with the Ronin, whose hand immediately found her upper thigh through the many layers of her kimono. Hyori tensed but said nor did nothing, she watched from the corner of her eyes as the Ronin's smile widen. Hyori wished for a dagger or sword to paint with his blood. Soon, she thought to herself. He will die....just not yet. All too soon they arrived at the Ronin's home where he dragged her inside, stripping her of her kimono before they even reached his room. Hyori was all too glad when the night was over.
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Posted: Sun Dec 15, 2013 10:15 pm
Natsu didn't have to look far for the stink and loud mouths of the ronins. Knowing that he would still have to work in the fields tomorrow he watched carefully and killed early in the night. Since he was drunk, they didn't notice Natsu until he was behind him and by that time it was too late. Using his kunai, Natsu slit the throat of the ronin near an alley. Once it was done he looked at the blood on his kunai and the dead man laying on the ground, the blood pooling around the body. He stared at it wondering what he had done. If it wasn't for the noise of people talking and walking towards him, then he would've stood there awhile longer. He went back to his house and cleaned his kunai and tucked it away before falling into a restless sleep that would hold him till the morning.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 8:39 am
~Hyori Lee~
18 years old
District 1: Gion Kōbu Geisha House
Geisha Status: Maiko
Okiya: Haruka Kikukawa
Onee-san: Aya Momori Hyori stumbled out of the Ronin's house, wincing, as she pulled the shreds of her kimono around her, trying to look graceful but failing miserable. The cough man looked concern and helped inside before driving away quickly back to her House. Once there, Hyori didn't go to her House but snuck down into the space between the two houses and slipped into a loose fence board and into the large garden and courtyard next door. A sigh escaped her lips as she removed her getas and walked barefoot on the short grass to the small pond with Koi. Here she sank heavily on the stone bench, wincing and bending over almost double in pain. She gasped trying to push it away, forcing herself to straighten. "Hyo?" said a concerned voice before the sounds of quickly moving feet approached her. "HYORI!?" the samurai said in concern seeing his pupil torn clothes, smear Geisha make-up and tears tracking down her cheeks, he sank before her, his hand cupping her cheek. "Who did this to you?!" he asked immediately. Hyori shook her head, "it was my mizuage, it is done. I am full Geisha now." "A Ronin.... ronin was your highest bidder?! Answer me Hyori!" "Yes," she said softly, looking at her trembling hands as her teacher stood pacing, anger in his steps which he quickly controlled. "He will die Teacher," she said softly, "not yet but he will die and at my hands. Teacher it is time. I am Geisha now. Give me my first assignment." The retired samurai turned to look at her, this is what they were waiting for, for her to turn Geisha so she could pick and choose her customers, so they could plot, arrange and kill the Ronin and the high politicians. Who better to get close to one without raising suspicion but a Geisha, someone would expect to be an assassin. He sat down next to her. "You are right it is time," he said before softly whispering about the first target. "I must head back now Teacher I will be missed, before I go however I clean up and change. I cannot allow anyone to realize the state I am in if I am to kill the Ronin in the future. The coachman will have to die, I am afraid. He saw and might tell others what he saw and when the time comes for the Ronin to die, there could be suspicion towards me though I doubt it, it is better not to leave to chance. It is a good thing he is unwed." The samurai nodded in understanding and agreement, "now it must be done now before he opens his mouth too much." "Yes, Teacher," Hyori said rising to entered the Samurai's house and change. 15 minutes later, she was cleaned, her make-up redone, her hair styled in Geisha style and in a new kimono she kept stashed here, a dagger hidden in the folds. Hyori ignored her painful body and slipped away from the two houses after her Teacher gave his blessing. She found the coachman easily enough, and waited until he was alone before luring him into an alley with her Geisha charms. It was a pity her first blood would be an innocent blood but she pushed the though away as the man pinned her again the wall his hands roaming her body, she pulled the dagger from her kimono and slide her hands over his back, his face buried in her neck, she rose the dagger and sank it into his flesh right in his heart. The coachman died with a gasped on his lips. Hyori pushed him away, rummaged his pockets and grabbed his money. She cleaned the blade on his clothes before hiding it one more and slipped away, dropping the money into a poor and blind's man cups before returning home. A robbery is what the murder was believed to be and what it was settled as. No one though otherwise.
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 2:47 pm
Tethal Had snuck out of her home with the other priestesses. In a rather unusual garb, black as the night surrounding her, clinging to her skin and following every movement. She'd taken this from the house where her parents had lived, it had been her mothers, though why she had such a garment Tethal never knew. She did know however it helped her blend in with the night. She had seen a man be robbed by three drunk ronin, and saw one of them dead later. She had also heard someone yelling in the geisha house a ronin had just left. As it turned out the ronin had left the house to meet up with the other two at a tavern. She watched them leave it and turn down a dark alley, too confident that nothing could happen to them. She threw needles into each of their spines, paralyzing them. She quickly went down and stole every bit of coin they had. She also took the sword of the ronin from the geisha house. She removed the needles and disappeared from the alley before she could be found. She left the sword on the windowsill of the injured geisha, and left the coin outside the house of the robbed man. She'd also made sure to give the abusive father a plague of nightmares. She may not be able to do anything as a priestess, but in this guise, she could do as she pleased.
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Demon soul catcher Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 3:26 pm
Natsu woke in the morning and frowned as he looked at the coin just outside of his house. He could only guess at who it was from. The ronin that robbed him yesterday had done it in the middle of the street where anyone could see. Opening it slowly and checking inside of it he frowned a little more. It was more than what they stole from him. After a light meal and collecting his tools he tucked what was his away and planed to stop by the temple. Moving quickly and with most still asleep in the early light he made it to the temple with little trouble. Pushing open the doors slowly he stepped inside quietly, he hadn't been inside there in a while.
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