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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 15:52:39 GMT -8
Ketsueki would be waiting in her tent, sitting up on her bed mat for now. When the pair poked their heads in she would motion for them to enter with a downward wave of her hand. She listened in silence as they were introduced and gave her praise... which, sadly, didn't sit well with her. In turn, her head tilts up and the pair of visible eyes rests upon them with an easy stare - her own weariness apparent. Her face and head remain covered.
"Hai. You're very much correct - the battlefront is no place for a shinobi of their art. And though I appreciate your kind words, they are ill founded. I was little help in that battle - my horse did the work rather than I, since he has the power I do not.
"And I can only hope to live up to Shintaro-san's expectations and keep up with his personal ninja force," she adds with a short huff of a chuckle - it appears the woman was capable of some humor. "Once I'm mended to where your Dimitri-san won't scold me for it, of course. Now, if I might ask..." Her tone drops to a low and serious one as she pegs both of them with a sharp leer. "I sense distress - perhaps danger. Generally, something wrong. More so when I picked up a few words from your meeting just moments ago."
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101 
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 25, 2016 16:50:18 GMT -8
Dimitri led Jou and Kasumi to Akiyama's tent. Satisfied that they wouldn't be too hard on her, he left to set up his own tent on the outskirts of the encampment. Once his tent was erected and stable, he placed his armor and weapon upon his bedroll, planning on a little nighttime hunt, away from everyone else. Waiting for the night hours, and the bonfire to start, distracting most in the camp, Dimitri would depart. Shedding his cloths within his tent and changing into his large Animal Form, bones cracking in quick succession, alerting anyone close by that something was wrong. Sniffing the air to make certain his way was clear, Dimitri dashed towards the border woods, his Azure Black fur coat providing camouflage as he moves at his full speed, to ensure he is not found out. <Exit to Fareen Farmlands> |
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Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 25, 2016 17:06:47 GMT -8
"Don't sell yourself short, someone had to bring that marvelous horse."
Jou quips with a amicable grin in response to her self deprecation. Akiyama was being far to hard on herself, it wasn't like he and Kasumi had done much better. Yes they had destroyed two golems, but that was only by working together. They had also caused some collateral damage. When she asks about what is going wrong he hesitates. They hadn't been ordered to keep it secret still giving out information... Eh, what was the worst that could happen.
"The giant suit of armor has a secret master that wants to meet with Nishida-Sama. Unknown reason, unknown motives."
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160 
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 25, 2016 17:15:29 GMT -8
Jou's response caused Kasumi to roll her eyes, and give Ketsueki a look that said, 'Yes, he does this all the time, you'll get used to it.' But then she shot her lover a fond glance when he couldn't see, one full of affection and mirth. Crossing her arms, she resumed her usual stoic facade when the other kunoichi asked about what was going on, and rather than respond herself, she let Jou do the talking. Although she did add her own opinion at the tail end of his explanation. "The general suspicion is that the construct's master wishes to use Nishida-sama as a pawn for whatever ends. We do not mean to let that happen. I hope you are healed enough in a few days' time, for you will be needed in our plan."
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Apr 25, 2016 18:39:45 GMT -8
Shintaro would tell Tetsujin, "I'll meet your master in 2 days time at the Watchtower. Now I must put together a party to go to the town before the funeral pyre is lit."
Shintaro would get Ram Jam to get some people together.
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The Watcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Physical Description: A seven feet tall suit of armor, animated to move and behave almost human. The void between the individual pieces of armor testifies to the fact that there is indeed nothing holding the armor in place. There is but thin air behind the dark slits in its helmet.
A massive long sword dangles from the waist of The Watcher, engraved with numbers. In its hand is a staff which appears to be made of metal.
Registered: Mar 22, 2016 3:47:31 GMT -8
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Post by The Watcher on Apr 25, 2016 18:46:57 GMT -8
The Watcher bowed his head "I will inform him" He then disappeared out the tent where he had entered seconds before. |
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 4:18:17 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 22:58:51 GMT -8
The woman stared intently at the two with the bit of information she was fed. Her voice remains low, but grows just a touch harsh - minded, it wasn't anything to do with the pair of shinobi but she wasn't thrilled with what she had been told.
"The armor... that isn't a knight?" she inquires, bringing her arms to rest over her raised knees with hands folded loosely - wincing slightly with a sting in her wrist. "-That seems as though the shepherd has asked the wolf to help watch the flock-," she mutters in a quick hiss of her second tongue - presumably understood by the pair. "Is nothing known about this... construct of walking armor?"
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Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 26, 2016 18:14:09 GMT -8
Jou chuckled at Akiyama's comment. He didn't disagree, The Watcher was certainly a wolf. Luckily not everyone in this camp was a sheep. He shifts on his legs he is getting tired. It was a long day of running, casting, and hiding. He wished there was something to lean against, but it was a tent if he leaned against the wall it would collapse. They should wrap up this conversation soon and then go to bed. He wasn't even sure he'd be up to a round of discussion with Kasumi.
"We know that it's an animate suit of armor. We know it has a hidden master that wants to meet with Nishida. We know its master looks a bit like a demon. Other than that no not much. I think I am going to call it for today. I am exhausted, you coming Kasumi?"
Jou yawns and moves towards exit of the tent.
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 26, 2016 18:58:29 GMT -8
Kasumi nodded in agreement with all Jou had to say, then blinked as he abruptly dismissed himself. Hastening to offer a quick bow to Ketsueki, she waved a farewell to the other kunoichi. "We will check in with you tomorrow and share our plan. Oyasumi, Akiyama-san." Following Jou out of the tent, she caught up to him and gently bumped her shoulder into his. "I would very much like to have a discussion with you, but I believe we are both too tired. I believe we should just sleep. We can talk in the morning." Her eyes flashed affectionate amusement as she accompanied him to their tent, then ducked inside and pulled the flaps shut. Discussion was all well and good, but cuddling and sleep were just as nice.
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Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 26, 2016 19:14:15 GMT -8
"I will hold you to that. You still owe me for dragging me through the shadows."
Jou follows Kasumi into the tent and settles into their bed roll. His arm comes around her wait and his lips kiss the top of her head. Today had been a long hard day. Still they were both alive and unharmed he couldn't ask for more than that. Well he shouldn't ask for more than that was more accurate. He was was certainly asking the kami for more. He wanted whatever debacle tomorrow would bring, to have has the decency to wait until after they had their discussion.
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 26, 2016 21:18:45 GMT -8
"Mmph, I am sure you will." The words were muffled, as Kasumi had, by this point, nestled up to Jou and hidden her face against his chest. Nestling comfortably into his embrace, she sighed softly, and tilted her head up long enough to press a soft kiss to the underside of his chin. Then she tucked her head back down with a muffled, 'I love you', and.. promptly went out like a candle flame as she lost consciousness. Tired kunoichi is tired.
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Ram Jam
Committed
Roleplay posts: 65
Age: Late 20s
Registered: Mar 28, 2016 16:41:00 GMT -8
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Post by Ram Jam on Apr 26, 2016 23:01:57 GMT -8
Ram Jam and his party return sooner than expected. They weren't let into the town. Ram would report in to Shintaro and the Lord would make sure a vigilant guard shift would be kept over the camp. The funeral Pyre had begun and would burn for a while. The men near the pyre had their faces covered in bandanas to help cope with the smell of burning corpses.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 4:18:17 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2016 12:12:18 GMT -8
Ketsueki nodded low to them as they slipped out of their tent - it was to be expected they were tired. The day had been trying, and probably more so before she joined the ranks. With her small dwelling quiet and left to herself again, she brought her hands together once again and eased her eyes shut to enter a meditative state. She willed her arms and shoulders to relax and began to work the fingers about and around in a slow, precise manner - the nine "cutting" fingers. She worked through each and everyone at a precise and leisurely pace until she had all nine down, and then the pattern chanced.
Her father had taught her of the jutsu executed via this meditation - one being an accelerated healing. But she had never managed to bring it to fruition yet. Then again, with her being out of commission with her injuries, it couldn't hurt to try. She kept up the rotation of signs, drawing her focus into trying to will the healing further for now.
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Fareen
Established
Roleplay posts: 26
Registered: Mar 31, 2016 17:17:36 GMT -8
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Post by Fareen on Apr 27, 2016 15:02:48 GMT -8
A large animalistic roar is heard within the camp. It's length and volume, while heard clearly pertain it's lcoation to be towards the northern wooded areas where the Highwayman was met. With the angry sound, it could be placed as ominous with the current funeral pyre and its own roaring flame.
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The Watcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Physical Description: A seven feet tall suit of armor, animated to move and behave almost human. The void between the individual pieces of armor testifies to the fact that there is indeed nothing holding the armor in place. There is but thin air behind the dark slits in its helmet.
A massive long sword dangles from the waist of The Watcher, engraved with numbers. In its hand is a staff which appears to be made of metal.
Registered: Mar 22, 2016 3:47:31 GMT -8
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Post by The Watcher on Apr 27, 2016 15:10:18 GMT -8
The roar caused The Watcher to slowly turn his head towards the forested region north of the campsite. The Watcher drew his sword quite casually, the steel singing with the friction of the sheathe. He started walking towards the source of the sound. The Watcher exited the camp on the northern border and began walking towards the forest, intent on locating the beast. |
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 27, 2016 15:25:50 GMT -8
Dimitri, in his full animal wolf form, made along loop towards the rear of the camp after he roared at the bandits within the woods. He was chuckling to himself for the good scare he gave the lot of them, and judging by the activity of his friendly camp, they heard it too. He would have little choice than to use something in his tent to recall him through teh shadows back into its safe interior. He shifted himself back into his human form and triggered that artifact, a mirror he found from a dragon horde, able to recall it's owner to its location within a few miles. Good for a quick escape. Dimitri ported into his tent and used some old rags to wipe the blood from his hands. These bandages would be stashed back into his bag that he brought with him. No one should be the wiser that he was even gone.
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Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 27, 2016 17:02:29 GMT -8
Jou spends a restful night with Kasumi in his arms. The shinobi experiences a unique peace when she is near him now. If it wasn't so enjoyable he'd be worried. After all it meant he slept deeper than he normally did. He should be a light sleeper in case of attack, but he'd rather run the risk than sleep alone. Still he awakes with the dawn and stares down at her sleeping face. Part of him wants to just watch her sleep. Watch her peaceful, happy expression and the slow rise and fall of her chest. The other part of him knew they would have no better time for discussion than now. The other part one out and he rolls on top of her, leaning in and kissing her lips.
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 27, 2016 19:01:05 GMT -8
Unaware of Jou's wakefulness, thoughts, or apparent staring problem, Kasumi slept on serenely. At least, until she was startled awake by her lover suddenly rolling on top of her. She snapped awake in an instant, groggy and bewildered.. until she felt his lips press to hers. Breathing a soft laugh, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, still half-asleep and muzzy, but otherwise more than eager to have that discussion Jou wanted so badly. The bustling outside their tent as the rest of the camp came awake and set about their day was heard, filed away, and summarily ignored. She had better things to focus on, after all.
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Apr 27, 2016 19:05:18 GMT -8
-The Next Morning- They had gotten through the night without being assaulted. It was now time to take the Watch Tower. The men formed their ranked, the Ashigaru brought by Kenjin Uesung had been fully integrated into the Ao army. The camp has packed up once more and the army now marched for the Watch Tower. <Aozora Forces moved to Fareen Watchtower> |
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Aozora
Dedicated
Government Account for Aozora
Roleplay posts: 162
Registered: Aug 15, 2016 13:29:11 GMT -8
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Post by Aozora on Aug 15, 2016 13:31:04 GMT -8
<Currently Closed until next military movement>
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