☯ Like most usual days, when there's no missions, no dates, no family event, no spending times with friends at food diners or danger rooms, there was always something that one man would do. That, in itself, is relax. Whether it may be inside a house, on a rooftop, by a fountain or even under a tree out in daylight, Isuma Mirai, the son of the Yondaime CEO and the twin brother of Lacie Mirai would always find a day to simply be to himself and just chill out. He's been like this since probably the day of his birth, always calm and collected and "chill" since escaping the womb of his late mother. Though he's not always like this, when it really matters Isuma will be strictly down to business...though its just a way for him to get whatever he needs to do much quicker so he can simply take a nap. This, is Isuma Mirai. Also known as the Zaibatsu's Intelligent Slacker. Why the intelligent though? From the previous description he seems more of a laid out chill person. Well there's a simple answer to that...Isuma, out of everyone in his graduating class, even to some of his higher ups, he actually the smartest. Gifted and honed his knowledge with an IQ of over 200. In classes, he always scored the highest regardless of what particular area of subject. Though on the flip-side of this particular coin, Isuma is also known to be a serious slacker. If he needs to be somewhere or needs to get something done, if it doesn't entertain Isuma even a little he would literally put off that particular clouds just to relax and stare at the sky or sleep. Which explains why his attendance record at the Academy was always the poorest of everyone else. Heh, well that basically sums up the background of this kind of person...who know's you may be surprised about this guy's backstory...
On a beautiful day such as today, it's really a great idea to be out and enjoy the day. Some would check out shops, some would eat away till their bellies get full, others, well they're probably sparring against one another trying to hone their skills and become stronger...for Isuma, well let's just say this is perfect kind of day to catch up on some naps that he was surely overdo. Laying down under a tree in a shade by the fountain that's located in the center of Zaibatsu's City Park. Laying on his back, with one leg straight out and the other pointed in a angle with both arms folded behind his very head and even a long piece of grass stuck by the grit of his teeth and closed mouth, Isuma Mirai rested himself peacefully with a slight grin on his face. It was a good day for him, he came home safely from an overnight mission, got his pay and now he got to relax without much of any disturbances that usually happens. Laying gracefully, not being bothered except by the peaceful breeze that overtook the park, making everything motion together in synch in such a graceful visual. His eyes gently and softly closed, picturing the park just by him imagination alone keeping him at bay. "......" All you could hear was complete silence from this man as he let himself be at ease... ☯
[ Sound Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Ink Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Precogni ti on ] ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ-ᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ sᴡᴏʀᴅ...ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏs, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇs. ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏʀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴛ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ᴍᴇ? ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟʟ: ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ , ᴘᴜʀɪғʏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴀɪʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs: ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ... ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☣━━━━━━━━
The suns embrace was a gentle and welcomed warmth against her skin. It danced with the gentle breeze that teased her skin with a mildly cool chill. She would never deny a moments of recreation if the opportunity happened to arrive. Her mother had been called away with work, whatever that was. She had never bothered to pry into what her mothers job within Zaibatsu was. Truthfully, Meiying never really cared enough. In her mind the woman was always away on business. The same with her father who always seemed to be gallivanting about whimsically in another land far from his family. Her sub par will to actually perform in any endeavor outside of her interests has led her to be among the poorest of students for attendance and even performance in school. The only reason she perhaps is not the worst would be her mother quite literally escorting her to and from classes when work isn't summoning her away. Fortunately, on a beautiful day such as the one she had been graced with, her mother was busy as per the norm. It seemed the entire park was at peace while the city bustled around them with life.
Meiying had found comfort sitting in the lower branches of an well aged tree, unknowingly above Isuma. She sat in a rather childish criss-cross manner with her back partly hunched as she scribbled imaged onto the pages of her notebook. Mei had lost herself to her artwork as she continued to create a scene of cherry blossom petals and butterflies on the page. Her eyes never removed themselves from the page as she switched between pens to add a little color to her art. It did not take long for her to draw something so simple. She had grown used to the basic shapes of simple objects when not using her abilities. The female shifted backwards and leaned into the trunk of the tree. The gentle breeze was aiding the ink in its endeavor to dry. There was a special fact about her sketch book that many knew. It was almost always empty unless she was putting a lot of effort into a drawing. She would wait about five minutes before lifting the notebook just below her lips. She inhaled softly and then released the breath causing her drawing to spring off of the pages. The cherry blossoms fluttered down to the ground beneath her as the butterflies sprung to life and flutter gracefully around Meiying before travelling on a small journey around the tree and back to the artist who had created them. Mei couldn't stifle her laugh as one seemed to find its way down to Isuma and land on the blade of grass protruding from between his lips.
☯ As time passed by, Isuma enjoyed the silence that nature was providing him. However things began to shift for Isuma as the wind began to brush over the area, providing the company for Isuma and someone who was actually relaxing above him that he was unaware of. All Isuma felt besides the cool breeze was a odd, cold, and kinda pointy texture that he could feel over his mouth. At first he kept ignored it seeing that it must've been a leaf or something, until the wind made the same texture flutter around his nose. His face went from a calm expression into an agitated one forcing his nose to twitch a lot. Isuma sat up swiftly as he let out a large sneeze. His eyes slowly opened as his vision was a bit blurry for a few seconds before rubbing them. What in the...I was having a good nap to.
Looking not too far off, he noticed a cherry blossom, colored by only black and white appear on the ground, in the same distance where Isuma sneezed. They don't look that color though. He turned around behind him to see if someone came by to visit him or something. Looking around from side to side, Isuma could find nobody. Letting out a huge sigh in disappointment for waking up to a black and white cherry blossom. Man what a drag. Isuma just sat up and rubbed his head in confusion for the meantime. ☯
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The intense ripping sound was breaking through the air as the body was floating in a flying like motion. The bandages couldn't keep still while his body began to descend from the high altitude. The trip was around half an hour of just pure air. His hands began to flap lightly as he seemed to try to slow himself, though as he got to a point where could land, his arms went over his chest and bursted to a stop. His body began to go into a straight descent and his eyes glew with excitement as he looked down to see the many lights of an urban jungle he had been away from for so long.
His descent was then interrupted as a bird hit his face while he checked out the scenery. His body spun while he made a slight grunt as he plummeted into a tree a couple of fauna from the sleeping boy. His body laying on a branch with the bandages half on his face.
[ Sound Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Ink Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Precogni ti on ] ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ-ᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ sᴡᴏʀᴅ...ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏs, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇs. ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏʀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴛ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ᴍᴇ? ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟʟ: ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ , ᴘᴜʀɪғʏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴀɪʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs: ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ... ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☣━━━━━━━━
Meiying had dropped from her place in the safety of the tree branches and landed rather close to Isuma. The female didn't bother to explain her sudden arrival as her eyes fixed on a certain orange-haired cretin in her life; her father. She froze for a moment in sheer anxiety and rage. Meiying had no idea what she wanted to do. There was a part of her that wanted to run over and make sure her father was alright. But, then there was another part of her that had the strongest desire to 'assist' him to the ground. It had been nine years since her father left without so much as a goodbye. Mei looked at Zhao quietly for a moment. He was the one person that could get her apathetic demeanor to break. That being said it didn't really effect her laziness as she sat back against the tree and hugged her knees to her chest.
"Hey, i'm not here if that guy over there asks. Thanks for the help!" The females blue-green heterochromatic gaze fixed on Isuma for a moment. Meiying did not bother to wait for a response from her voluntolding. She grabbed the corner of his cloak and yanked it to hide her figure. Mei hadn't taken into account that it might have strangled the poor boy as she acted. In truth, she was more concerned with hiding at that moment. The last time her father had seen her she was still in pigtails and running around pretending to be a great warrior. Meiying was not that little girl any more. Her arms were covered in full sleeve tattoos that stretched along her sides and down her legs and the there was her back tattoo. That one covered her back, her a**, and the back portion of her legs where the other tattoos failed to reach. She had no need to be found before she could hide her tattoos. Hell, if he did find her there was a good chance one of the dragons would launch right off of her skin and attack him.
☯ Due to these uncanny occurring events that really took over Isuma's nap, he had no choice but to wake up from the noise and ripping sound of air flying around. Not only that he felt something land on him in the process. Looking to the eyes of a female who seem to be hiding from someone. She hid behind his cloak as is she were hiding from the man who just appeared out of nowhere. Wait a minute, who are you? Le--Let go of me! Isuma stated trying to shake her off of him ☯
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His dazed expression slowly faded while he closed one eye and pulled himself from the branch, dropping himself onto the ground below with a hand on his stomach. He sighed, letting his bandages blow while walking forward and wincing. "Damn, that almost knocked the wind right outta me. I must be getting rusty." He then put a hand on the back of his head while letting a laugh come out joyously. And before he took another breath, he looked over to the rustling of the boy and his cloak. It was a slight hinder to the nostalgia he was feeling. His mouth let out a sigh under the bandages while he stepped to the young man with a cross on his arms. He closed his eyes while he spoke up to get attention from the young man as he said, "Excuse me sir. Are you experiencing cape trouble at the moment?" His hand went to the tree and slightly nudged with his finger, leaning it into the ground. His display was sort of an accident while he looked at the tattooed leg of a second person under the cloak.
His hand reached to the cloak while saying, "I hope you don't mind if I see what's under the hood." He called out as he lifted and looked down at the young girl, who looked like a triad. His crystal blue eyes opened while he kept a jovial demeanor in his look. She had a familiar look on her as he looked and awaited to see what she would do.
☯ Isuma continued to move his body around trying to get the girl from behind him back into the open. Who was this girl and why does it seem like she could not be around the man who approached him. I mean yeah, he looks weird due to all those bandages but he can't be all that bad. The man approached Isuma in a regular, ordinary manner however his first question made him sound like he came off an advertising commercial. Yeah, apparently it happens every now and then. Why? What're you selling, cause if it doesn't work I'm gonna want my money back.
He asked if he could see whats behind the cape then without even waiting for a response, he lifted up Isuma's cape. It's not even a cape... He grabbed the end and yanked it like tablecloth showing all 3 people out to each other. I take you two may have met in the past life or something? ☯
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[ Sound Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Ink Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Precogni ti on ] ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ-ᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ sᴡᴏʀᴅ...ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏs, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇs. ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏʀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴛ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ᴍᴇ? ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟʟ: ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ , ᴘᴜʀɪғʏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴀɪʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs: ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ... ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☣━━━━━━━━
Mei had been exposed and the situation only seemed to get worse in her opinion. "Gee, thanks for the help genius." She grumbled under her breath and looked up at the bandaged figure before her. "Yeah, no he's my father." She paused and struggled to find words as her tattoo quite literally melted off of her arm and reared back ready to bite Zhao. It was an action done more based on her surprise and lack of desire to see the virtual stranger than being actually afraid. Meiying would've continued speaking but she was too busy trying to reign in her own tattoo at the moment. Well, that and attempting to plan a quick escape.
She paused for a moment and looked Isuma over for a moment before shifting her attention to her dad. Well, it would definitely be a way to escape and would definitely cause enough of a distraction. Especially if she remembered her dad's personality right. "Which is...really bad for you." Meiying grinned as she pat Isuma's shoulder and turned her attention to her father. Meiying totally intended to frame Isuma for something that was completely untrue just to get away from the situation. "Dad meet boyfriend. Boyfriend meet dad. Have fun you two! I just remembered that mom wanted my help today aaaand I should get right on that!" Meiying managed to keep a completely straight face throughout what had to be the biggest lie in that moment. She didn't bother to say another word as the tattoo that had sprung to life in a hostile manner completely melted off of her arm and taken on its full dragon form. "Catch ya at home dad! I'll let mom know you're here! Try not to kill the boy." She grinned hopping on the back of the creature as it prepared to take off by first gaining altitude. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☣━━━━━━━━
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The man's chin lifted as the man made a reply that made a light chuckle escape his bandaged face. Though looking under the sheets made his hand reach up to pull his bandages from under his eyes to reveal a bit more of the innocent glistening optics. He saw his baby girl. His only child and she was covered in tattoos. The next comment was muted as he was caught in the moment of seeing her once more. A smile would show if his bandages weren't loosely grasping his face. Though, as he looked to her and heard one phrase come from her lips. His fist clenched as the air distorted and his eyes closed while he laughed lightly. "Hehe, I don't know if I heard you right Mei~." He said cheerily. His body bending to the side , stretching, and repeating before he held one hand out. His middle finger pushed against the inside of his thumb while it seemed an immense pressure around his hand. The dragon seemed prepared, though Zhao might prove it wrong.
The man flicked his finger, slightly over the shoulder of the boy, infront of the dragon's path. The Flick created a large pressure wave. In which he made a mess of most of the area and created a crack in the ground, around 3 meters deep, and across the park. His left eye was open while he looked to the young girl who was on the dragon and then to the boy infront of him. "Did you say the 'B' word?"
[ Sound Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Ink Ma ni p u la t io n ] [ Precogni ti on ] ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ-ᴇᴅɢᴇᴅ sᴡᴏʀᴅ...ᴏɴᴇ sɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏs, ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇs. ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴏʀᴅɪᴀɴ ᴋɴᴏᴛ, ᴡɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴏʏ ᴍᴇ? ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴀʟʟ: ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ , ᴘᴜʀɪғʏ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ғɪʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴀɪʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡs: ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪs ᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ... ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ sʜᴀʟʟ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙᴇ ғʀᴇᴇ. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☣━━━━━━━━
Mei gritted her teeth as the dragon dissipated and returned to its rightful place on her arm. Mei would have hit the ground had she not been paying at least a miniscule amount of attention to her training in the early days. " What? Boyfriend? Yeah, sure did. Have fun you two I really need to go talk to my mom now. Ok, thanks, bye!" Her voice was steady despite the fact she was quite literally falling out of the sky for a moment before a shrill ringing sound could be heard. It filled the air until it reached a lower tone that was no longer audible and keeping her in the air. It took the girl a moment to adjust her position. Meiying would've been able to do it with ease but her sound manipulation was not exactly something she was often forced to use. " See you around!" Her chipper tone and deceptively calm demeanor became more evident. Well, if her grimace as she realized just how bad of a situation she had thrust Isuma into was not the hint. Then her cheerful waving mixed with a nervous laugh as if the devil had just been awoken did. Meiying was not going to stick around to see what happened. She wasn't nicknamed Lucky for no reason, the girl did have an incredible amount of luck. Such as how easily she managed to blast off away from the park with a sudden powerful burst of sound waves that left ripples in the ground behind her. Granted, this was more of her blasting off than flying gracefully towards a not-so-controlled landing zone off in the distance.
☯ Isuma's face legitimately said everything when Mei said the word "boyfriend." What in the world was going on? Boyfriend?! They literally just met. The man who was confirmed to be her father seemed to be smiling though, not smiling in joy but in denial, which caused a severe air pressure that damaged the area only a bit and the dragon that turned itself back into a tattoo. Isuma kept silent as he kept short notes about this entire situation. Tattoo Art abilities, air pressure abilities. This family was surely just insane, there is no other way you can look at it. He looked back to the father who seemed ready to strike at any given moment. Look, I may not know you, and I definitely don't know the girl but she is not my girlfriend. Isuma jumped back causing some distance as he scanned the man as he remembered the moments where the bandages escaped his face. Something about his body stature and even his hair color and tone of his chuckle couldn't escape Isuma's thoughts. They were similar in memory but no clue to pinpoint. If anything, he had connections with Isuma's own father, the CEO. That's some raw power you have there that's for certain. If anything, it can be Admin worthy power. Isuma crossed his arms as he continued to maintain dialogue with the man. It would be much better to just keep dialogue and distance than trying to flee away which really may be for no reason. ☯
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2015 12:26 am
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His finger stayed in the position it was in as the girl fled the scene in a nervous rush. His eyes calmed a bit allowing the bandages to slowly fall from his face to reveal his rosey cheeks. He looked no older than 22 from his face, though it might be the chinese blood running through his veins. His body moved forward and he listened to the boy's words. He had the close eye'd smile he always did. It seemed that he was apart of the Zaibatsu. It would be troublesome to deal with a angered Admin so soon, and it would make things a bit hard on her. "I love my little girl. And I don't know you at all,also I am dumb." He told with a jovial chuckle following, "But I am no moron." His eyes squinted as he lifted his chin standing beside the crack he made before putting a hand on his hip. "My stunning daughter's boyfriend would not fear or deny defending her. I must assumed she told me a tiger lie in order to escape her father's clutches."
His arm went to his back and drew his umbrella, lightly placing it onto his shoulder. "So, I will let you off with a small warning, giving you the benefit of the doubt. For I, Zhao Chen, The Eater of worlds, am I understanding soul." He said while turning around while his mouth lessened it's smile while turning around, "I have a feeling this won't be our last meeting." He told before walking away from him and the park with a sway in his walk and a whistle in his mouth.
sʜúғāɴɢ , xᴜᴇ____________________________________________ ╔════════════════════════════════____________________________________________ ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀xxxxxxxT h e R e d L o t u s [ғᴏᴜʀ]_________________
“Doushite nigeru no, Watashi ga kirai na no...?"__________ "Sonna no kimi janai, Damashita ano hito no sei?”
Zhao would make it only about two dozen steps before Shúfāng would melt out of the shadows. Her form did not walk towards him but instead she opt'ed to instead jump and slam into him with her knees colliding with his chest. Her speed was uncanny hell she wasn't fully visible until the collision with Zhao. Perhaps the scariest part of the event was that she did not produce a single sound to signal her arrival. " Zhao?" Her eyes grew wide as the two went towards the ground. She had the tip of her arrow no more than two inches from his face and ready to be loosed. " Do you know how long its been? I should loose this arrow just so you can't leave for a while!" The words were spoken telepathically as she kept the bow drawn for a moment. If Zhao knew her then he wouldn't have to worry about his wife launching an arrow into his face. Then again, she had been having an interesting day and pinning an arrow in the ground next to his head for the scare might've been worth it. Shúfāng glanced at her bow Tiāntáng zhī cì for a moment and loosed the arrow anyways. The object didn't have far to go as it pinned into the ground barely grazing past Zhao's cheek.
" Goodness, look at the park. I suppose that ringing was Mei? Well, at least you didn't kill her." Shúfāng commented once more telepathically looking at Meiying's trajectory. " Well based off of her speed and trajectory she'll be crash landing in the arena or lake any time now. Just depends on the wind really. " Her words were stated aloud this time. The woman could only assume her daughter had been causing trouble that she would undoubtedly have to clean up. Again. It was becoming a problem and would likely start affecting her job if the girl didn't straighten up. "Well then, welcome home. "
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