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 Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2023 8:38 pm
 Walking down a shadow cast hallway backstage, being it far from vendors and other money grubbing attractions of overpriced products. Emiko Sone, phone to ear, eye searching through the dimly lit corridor, she seemed uneasy in her brisk trek towards a destination unknown. "Yes.. won't be late. Just checking another spot.. no.. no.. ok. Nothin'll change, Always fo.. oh, I think I found him, see you soon. Love you."Catching sight of a few souls in robes lingering around, quietly speaking to one another, praises of Rex Kobra no doubt. Setting foot into a more spacious area, of what room was uncertain, what was, was the man beside a podium examining the position with pages in hand. The Defiler himself Rex Kobra, awaiting a full congregation to gather for his sermon, seeking the wisdom of their leader. Pausing a moment to inhale, swallow that breath of courage for this moment she had anticipated years upon. Apprehensively approached the near seven foot heavyweight, stopping short in respectful distance and lifted a hand out. "Hi, excuse me, I'm Emiko Sone and Japan in born.. I-I mean born in Japan." A bit flustered, face flushing lightly at the jumbled words in her anxiousness.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2023 9:12 pm
Rex glanced up from his papers and a smile crossed his face. In the shadows from beside him, his sister stepped forward. But he raised a hand. Emiko had bested him in a match once and the protective Ramona was prepared to enact the vengeance that Rex spoke of. Like he was planning against others. But Rex did not truly desire it in this case. There was something else at play here. Ramona gave a nod and retreated back into the dark. Rex shook her hand and looked into her eyes. "Emiko Sone. Of Japan. You know, Emiko Sone of Japan, I spent some time in Japan in my youth. Not really by my choice, you know. My father was a military man. He traveled a lot. And I had to go with him. I saw many a sight in Japan. Including this girl, if it wasn't for your eye color, I'd say...oh..." Rex stared harder at her, something about his gaze was intense. As if he was trying to peer into her soul rather than merely matching her gaze. He relinquished his grip and stepped back, resuming his leaning and gesturing toward her eyes. "But that is not your natural eye color is it. No. And I'm certain that you did not come to hear me talk about my teenage affairs in your home country. You don't seem like the boasting sort so I doubt our previous in-ring encounter is the subject of conversation. You were certainly talented and well-trained so I don't think you want in-ring advice. Tell me what brings you to my corner of darkness, Emiko Sone, born in Japan. Did you come to join my family?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2023 4:55 pm
Eye of Emiko went from Rex to Ramona's approach in a means at harming her, Sone stood her ground, hardening her body for some self-defense.
Thankfully for a welcoming Rex, she could feel a little more at ease, until Kobra imposed his charismatic gaze upon her.
Even Kobra's words were smooth and.. somehow captivating. Fortunately for Sone, this wasn't her first rodeo to be charmed over.
Despite a feeling of dazzlement, Emiko wasn't to be diverted. "No, a braggart is unbecoming of ones self." Giving a light shake of her head, creasing a smile.
"And no, my journey thus far has brought me into a family of Power, though an association I feel would be a good place to start.
Especially so.. since you did just confirm rumors and gossip, that led the Williams family to seek me out in my adoption into their family.
Of which, I have been ostracized from years ago." Unease edged away, as professional confidence fell back into place.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2023 7:48 pm
Kobra straightened up and stepped forward again. He walked around Emiko and studied her. There was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on. It was something familiar. That sight given to him by The Serpent wasn't giving him much. He could see the exile, feel that ostracization that she spoke of. But there was something about her. She didn't want to join his family. Not fully. An association. "You speak of association. Of rumors and gossip. I do not typically peddle in such things. I do not deal with gossip and rumors. I deal with certainties. Like how certain I am that there is something dangerously familiar about you. I don't gossip. I speak to the masses about the light of the serpent and the gifts bestowed upon me by his bless..." Something clicked in his mind and he stopped in front of her studying her face intently. There were a couple dozen thoughts that were spinning in Kobra's mind although he did his best not to let any of that spread to his face. "Tell me plain Emiko Stone Born in Japan and Cast away from The Williams Family, why do you seek me out in my unholy ground. Tell me what you came forth to say. There is something weighing on your mind although The Serpent does not tell me what it is."
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2023 8:20 pm
The confident smile that rose, faltered to lower in a surprise of Kobra examining her.
Criticisms raced her mind, Sone had a feeling this man's pride and ego kept him from the directing line up message in what she told him.
No matter, at least he was sound in mind, not to fall into wasted efforts and time.
Emiko did appreciate compliments like being dangerous.
Not minding a stare from The Priest in her lifted esteem.
Esteem that was fast stepped on by mention of being plain!
Brows lowered, smirk arising, ready to fire back and the moment was now!
"Why would 'The Serpent' not reveal to you, your own daughter?" Emiko gingerly gibed.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2023 8:54 pm
Rex paused. Staring into her eyes and studying her soul again. He was surprised certainly but he made certain that his face was neutral. An act that took a lot of effort on his part. He backed up and let out a loud, booming laugh that echoed among the space and brought his followers circling them out of curiosity of what had their leader in stitches. Ramona came from the shadows and stood next to her brother with a confused look on her face. "The Serpent wanted me to work for the information. No. He wanted me to see his power of bringing to me the boon that I did not know that I had. A gift for my faith. Japan. Yes. I remember your mother. A bright young woman showing a lost young man about town. Of course it had to happen before I had to leave. I did not know of your existence or I would have come for you sooner. Oh the damage we could have done." He strode to her and put his hands on her shoulders, a wide smile coming across his face. Ramona stepped forward as well and looked at Emiko with a canted head. It appeared as if she had a niece. That wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. "Oh Emiko Sone, you have grown into a fierce warrior. Yes. Whoever trained you did a good job. Emiko Sone of Japan. It was a privilege to fight you." He straightened up and stood back to allow Ramona to come in with a big hug. Kobra stood straight, folding his arms behind his back. "Tell me then, new daughter, wee python of mine. Is there anything that I can do to make up for my absence in your developing years?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2023 8:28 pm
Uncertainty crept in, Emiko remained her assertive poker face grin, perhaps it may not of been wise to doubt in an outnumbered room, before her match.
Soon she was washed in confusion and relief, dropping her grin for one of surprise. Sone could see by Ramona's expression, that she wasn't the only one.
Sone took note of his description regarding her mother, before falling into a fantasy of the damage indeed, their ventures of destruction..
Ruination to those that even dared lifting eyes against them and heavy hands upon her, rousing from a dark direful gaze, flittering away a sinister fantasy..
Words of praise and appreciation, nonexistent in her upbringing, later taught to be deception and distraction, truly learned by distress under Fox.
Honey words, that's all it was. Face grew taut, heart hardened. Her training did not solely consist of in-ring mental and physical aspect.
Emiko Sone under went stresses in a world of negotiations, broken covenants, gambling.. trust yet to be built, she refused to be swayed.
To only melt away from a hug by blood, her blood. Kin. Dewy eyed, at the forward act of acceptance, from what she aspired for so long, her source.
Sone tentatively brought up her own arms, reciprocating the hug, and within it, churned the inquiry. At parting with Ramona Tyler, she faced Rex in thought.
"There is no compensating for lost time.. and you hold no fault of your youthful affairs. If guilt plagues you, there is nothing to forgive."
Looking to Ramona, Emiko smiles at her Aunt, stepping in at being the one of giving a hug. "I am happy that I made it, to this moment."
Stepping back, "Let me not keep you from your work, I hope we can find time catch up."
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