Sora Owaru
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Roleplay posts: 53 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 12:00:18 GMT -8
Sora Owaru's quarters within the palace consist of two rooms connected to each other through an open doorway. One of the rooms seems to be a common area with a table in the center for taking tea with some guests. This room also leads to a small garden outside. The other room is a bedroom, also open to the gardens outside. |
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Ryoichi Masami
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Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82 
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 14, 2017 13:14:16 GMT -8
She was a shadow on the ground, thrill down her spine and eagerness in the sleekness of her limbs as she dipped low to remain unseen by a passing guard and then she slipped -- as quiet as a sigh -- toward the wall. Her cat eyes laughed in the darkness, ears flattened against the black silk of her hair as jade claws slipped from her fingers and she scaled the wall as easily as a joke.
Although she wanted to admire the view of the first curtain wall of the Daimyo's palace, she didn't, knowing that the clouds that covered the moon for these spare moments would not hide her for long. The Jade Cat slipped down to the ground and all but flew over the courtyard to one of the decorative trees there. She scaled up its trunk as if the pull of gravity didn't apply to her, leaves gently shaking as she went from branch to branch -- and then stopped on a dime.
Here, she could admire the view -- the way the sea beyond Quying sparkled like glass, the way the rooftops of the Daimyo's palace looked like cranes in flight, the way the silver light of the moon danced like mist over the rooftops that made the Merchant's City, lanterns hanging like lightning bugs every so often. It was a pretty sight, and her ears twitched a moment, her tail swaying for a moment with the serenity of it.
But peace never lasted, at least, not where the Jade Cat was. A black mask upon the Cat's face, a cloth wrapped around the bottom portion of it, her Cheshire grin was hidden as she saw the winged tip of a rooftop far from the tree -- at least, far for human standards.
The agile strength of her body coiled in her limbs, and she made the daring leap -- the danger that she might not make it only making her heart pound with exhilaration rather than fear. But of course, she did make it, for she was The Cat of Quying, and the luck was on her side.
The black-clad thief landed upon the tiles there and rolled for a moment, the quiet thumps of her landing not lasting for long. By the make and build of the rooftop she was on, by the reasoning that the walls and screens were not ornamented, this was not a building she wanted to enter, and so she was up on her nimble feet and with a feline quickness she raced -- quietly -- over the tiles and vaulted off the edge.
She twisted in mid-air and landed in a long crouch as the shadows lifted off the moon, and she had to hide within the darkness of the stilted walkway to not be seen by another guard. She waited until she heard the footsteps ease away, and then she moved again. She slinked and slid until she saw a servant open one sliding rice screen door, going out for water.
The Cat slipped into the Palace proper. The Daimyo's quarters would be up -- high. She should go there. Mmmm, there would be lovely treasure there, no doubt. She began to make her way, when suddenly a screen slid open at the end of the hall!
The Cat reached for the first screen near her and let it whisper open, tumbling lithely inside and halting on a dime, carefully sliding the panel closed so by the time the sleepy samurai who was going out for... some reason... walked by the room the Cat was now in, the door was closed.
She took stock of her surroundings, and then her ears perked up when she saw she must have been in a warrior's room.
Interesting.
There must be masterwork katana nearby. That made her tail twitch and another smile tip her lips. Why not? The Daimyo wasn't going anywhere soon... She slipped to the other doors of the room, those that led to the warrior's bedroom, and she quietly... quietly... slid it open.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 17:01:13 GMT -8
When she opened the sliding door she would find the warrior's bedroom, a bed at the far end of the room and a dark form slumbering in it. This form might catch the thief by surprise at first, however, as the sheets only reached to his waist, exposing his back to the open air as he slept on his belly. The moonlight slanting into the bedroom would fall perfectly upon his form, revealing the skin of his back unmarred by scars or any other such thing, and a build much like the cat's own - lithe, yet somewhat more muscular, though not as bulky as one might expect of a man.
Sora's hair, which was also longer than usual was left to do as it pleased in his slumber and was rather unkempt, yet it didn't obscure his face which was turned towards the moonlight in his slumber. The intruder would be able to tell he was quite young... perhaps mid to late teens. At the foot of the bed in a stand rested Sora's Daisho, his katana and wakizashi sitting there in their sheaths.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 14, 2017 17:27:14 GMT -8
Creep did the Cat, entering into the warrior's domain on quiet paws. The jade gaze glowed only very, very mutely in the darkness, the burglar's head tipping to the side in the look of curiosity that did so come upon a feline.
Curiouser and curiouser.
This warrior was even younger than she was. She let her gaze wander and it came upon the daisho nearby. Moving sleekly, she came upon the daisho and the Cat's keen eyes searched it for magic and traps, first, then reached to pick up the top blade -- the katana -- and inspect it for its worth.
It was a masterwork blade, that much she could tell from the silk that wrapped the sheathe of the traditional blade. She reached with one hand to hold onto its handle, and with a small click, the silver of the blade became visible -- just barely. With a whisper, she pulled it from its sheathe and watched the way the moonlight glimmered off of the thousand-times-folded steel of Sora's katana.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 18:11:49 GMT -8
Sora would stir a bit in his sleep, the sound of sheets shifting a bit as he moved, but otherwise he would not wake up from the sound of his blade being drawn every so quietly. It did appear as if he was a light sleeper, though. Masami would have to be careful.
Meanwhile, besides the sound of Sora's breathing and the sounds Masami made, there was only the sound of crickets chirping outside, and the sound of a light breeze as Sora had left the window open to let the cool night air in freely.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 14, 2017 18:18:34 GMT -8
The Cat slid the katana back into its sheathe, her gaze flickering to the restless Sora for a moment. With swift movements, she tied the katana onto her back with the silk ties upon it, and then reached for the wakizashi. She felt the breeze and the thrill, and after she stole from this young and ignorant warrior, she would hit the Daimyo's quarters next!
The smaller blade she need only tuck into the dark sash around her svelte waist, the movements quiet given the stillness of her feet and the cloth she wore to protect her body barely made a sound against the sheathes of his katana. The window would be an easy way for the Cat to escape into the pretty night beyond it.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 18:43:56 GMT -8
A particularly cool breeze would soon blow into the room, making Sora stir even a bit more. If Masami was attentive enough she would be able to tell that he was awake now, his breathing increasing in speed ever so slightly. It would only be a few moments later that he would open his eyes and discover her.
She would have to be quick and silent.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 14, 2017 19:04:55 GMT -8
Her head turned, and she saw that Sora had awoken. There was a smile on her face -- a smile unseen due to the scarf that wrapped her mouth, and then the Cat was RUNNING!
Swift and sure, she went for the window, Sora's katana and wakizashi strapped to her body -- and apparently, the only weapons that she seemed to carry! Unless he caught her first, she'd leap through the window and land spritely on the ground on the other side, right into that garden that Sora so favored.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 19:18:39 GMT -8
Sora opened his eyes and looked around just in the nick of time to see a shadowy figure leaping through his window. He didn't need any time to process this even if he had just woken up, his training told him exactly what to do, and he would immediately spring into action.
He would jump out of his bed, reaching for his swords where they should be at the foot of his bed... only to find that they weren't there. This made him a bit panicked, and he would run out of the room without a second thought to the first room and entrance to his quarters, which also led outside to the garden. During this he would let everyone else in the palace know of Masumi's presence,
"Intruder! We have an intruder!" he yelled as loudly as possible as he ran out into the garden, bow in hand along with three arrows clutched into his hand. If he spotted the thief he would waste no time in nocking an arrow and letting loose a shot, and his arrows always flew true, he had spent years training with the bow to ensure that.
The various guards throughout that wing of the palace would also be on alert from then on, and their shouts could be heard throughout the night as they tried to figure out what was going on as well as trying to locate the supposed intruder.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 14, 2017 20:15:42 GMT -8
He saw her, and he sounded the alarm.
Yes! It thrilled through her blood as she vaulted from the window sill and into the garden. She practically flew over the stones that made the little path there, and her glowing jade eyes looked for a quick escape, her cat ears perked to listen to the sounds of approaching men -- but instead she heard a whistle through the air--
and she twisted left, just as an arrow struck past her face and lodged into a tree on the otherside. She caught her breath and let her momentum carry her backward as she dodged the second, bending backwards into a backflip -- narrowly missing the third -- as she landed and then looked up.
The cloth that covered her peony lips had fallen from her face, and those lips smirked at Sora in the moonlight, her body crouched and poised with a long, black-and-jade cat's tail flicking with balance. Still, Sora had distracted her with enough time to decrease the distance between them if he wanted to tangle with the
Cat of Quying,
even as the guards began to rush from where they had heard the boy cry cat.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 14, 2017 20:31:39 GMT -8
Sora cursed, seeing that all of his arrows had missed. Still, clutching the bow he would attack when he saw the cat pause. He only had a wooden bow and she presumably had both of his swords to use, but that did not deter him from engaging her if she let him. He would rather die than let those swords be lost.
Charging forward, he would swing at her with his bow, using it as a sort of makeshift weapon to attempt to strike her. The strike would come from above to hit her in the head as she was in a crouched position.
He didn't have to keep her occupied for long as guards would emerge soon enough and surround the courtyard and apprehend the intruder.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 15, 2017 7:24:41 GMT -8
The Jade Cat -- because he could see very clearly her ears and tail from where he rushed her -- was as nimble as she was sneaky. Curiously, she did not reach for either of the weapons that were secured to her lithe form, but instead chose to break upon Sora like water on stone.
He swung his bow to crack her on the skull, and she slipped to his right, evading the blow and uncoiling her legs so she coul stand, twist, and release a sharp and focused kick to his shoulderblades, intent on making him stumble forward as she darted for the garden tree and the now helpful arrow protruding from it that might help her ascend.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 15, 2017 11:53:41 GMT -8
Sora saw that his attack missed, with the pesky woman sliding to his right. He was not at all slow himself though, and by the time she was rising to kick him he was also responding with a move of his own, as he raised his right arm to block the kick, holding the bow only in his left hand for now.
He would now chase her, rather unimpeded by her kick perhaps to her surprise. He would attempt to grab her and pull her down before she could climb up the tree.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 15, 2017 12:51:33 GMT -8
She gasped when she felt his hand at her shoulder. He was trying to bring her down, but she responded quickly, turning on her heel, her arm lashing out to break his hold on her shoulder. Her hips pivoted as she used the coiled strength of her shoulder to ripple down through her arm and SLAM the open palm of her other hand into his chest, making him back away!
She swept in close to him once more, rather than try to ascend the tree with the boy too close, and stepped within intimate range, a one-two shot of her flying fists trying to strike at his chest to cause simultaneous breathlessness and pain -- although not TOO much pain.
No, it was evident that although the Cat was well-versed in hand-to-hand combat, and although she was now armed with his sheathed katana set, she didn't seem to find the use of weapons or lethal force necessary. It was likely, however, that if he were to escalate, she would as well.
Still, there wasn't much time and the Cat knew it. She needed to get the boy "off her tail," so to speak, so that she could escape, katana or no.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 15, 2017 14:21:24 GMT -8
The boy seemed to be a bit smarter than Ryoichi gave him credit for. Her engaging him was just as useful to him as if he had pinned her down for the guards to come apprehend her. He now had a bit of room to retreat and dodge her blows, seeing as she couldn't very well turn and start climbing up the tree without him interfering. So that is what he would do, he would back up and keep her at a distance if she tried to close in on him, and then would counter-attack with his own attack, aiming a low kick at her legs to sweep them out from under her.
All the while the guards would begin coming into the garden, and the Cat wouldn't have much more time to do something decisive.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 15, 2017 14:30:22 GMT -8
She wasn't exactly an idiot, either, and as a woman very familiar with the game of "cat and mouse," she knew when she was being toyed with. She could tell that he was stalling, too, backing up as she tried to get to him. She feinted a blow, and when he took the predictable step back, she swiftly back-hand springed backwards to get a distance and then bolted for the tree as the clatter of the guards finally became such a ruckus that she knew they'd be there within moments.
She was swift and sure, her body honed and trained and made for bursts of speed, dressed and prepared for escape and with her wits about her -- the Cat climbed a tree.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 15, 2017 14:45:27 GMT -8
Sora had fallen for the feint, and would take a step back to find himself on his heels as she flipped backwards and darted for the tree. Sora would run after her as fast as he could, but by the time he got to the tree she was already climbing it out of his reach. Still, he wouldn't give up, he couldn't lose those blades.
Sora would run after her as fast as he could, but by the time he got to the tree she was already climbing it out of his reach. Still, he wouldn't give up, he couldn't lose those blades. He would begin climbing the tree after her in his panic to stop her, though it seemed unlikely he would catch her at this point. Even while climbing the tree as fast as he could he could not climb as fast as the woman did, most likely.
This would in fact probably hinder his chance of catching her, as the various guards on the ground wouldn't chance shooting their bows up at the woman with one of their own climbing up after her.
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Ryoichi Masami
Committed
Blind does not mean unseeing.
Roleplay posts: 82
Age: Eighteen years old
Physical Description: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami is the epitome of Tawakoshi beauty but for one flaw -- she is BLIND. Her skin is pale as moon, her hair as black as night. Her face is shaped as an opal, her lips the shade of the peonies. Her eyes are fanned with dark lashes, but their irises and pupils are a pale blue -- to much water in her soul, they say.
As the Jade Cat, Masami is given jade ears and a sleek jade cat tail as well. Her eyes glow a subtle jade in the dark.
Clothes and Equipment: • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
Masami takes on many different appearances now as the "lost daughter" of the prominent Ryoichi family. However, she almost never allows herself to be seen and identified as Masami Ryoichi any longer, and tends to take on disguises as poor women.
When Masami is the Jade Cat, she wears dark, close-fitting clothes that allow her the freedom of flexibility, subtly decorated with feminine jade touches.
Registered: Mar 14, 2017 9:43:39 GMT -8
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Post by Ryoichi Masami on Mar 15, 2017 15:11:37 GMT -8
She glanced over her shoulder as Sora struggled after her. Well, not necessarily struggled. For a human boy, he was doing fairly well. It was unfortunate for him that he'd tangled with the Jade Cat.
Her peony lips smiled in her amusement, and indeed, he'd be able to hear her little laugh as her strength coiled and she leaped to the nearest rooftop, no arrows coming after her as she'd lined herself up with Sora's body so the guards below wouldn't fire.
Of course, it wasn't going to be toootally easy to escape. Unfortunately for her, Sora's wakefulness had all but ruined her attempts at getting to the Daimyo. She supposed in that way, he'd served his master well. Now it was a matter of escaping across the tiled rooftops and the curtain walls!
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Mar 15, 2017 20:31:17 GMT -8
Sora kept climbing the tree, growing even angrier when she just looked back and laughed at him. She lept from tree to the roof, yes, but this would not deter Sora, more determined than ever to catch her.
He would leap himself from the tree to the roof in a desperate attempt to keep up the chase, even if he perhaps might not make it, and in fact he didn't. His hands would reach out for the edge of the roof and he would grab onto it but his grip would slip, sending him falling back down into the garden.
He fell and landed on his back with an ooph sound, which forced the air out of his lungs and made him short of breath. Besides a few bruises, though, he was uninjured from the fall, having landed in the softer grass of the garden. Regaining his breath he would sit up, a bit dazed by the fall.
The guards would continue the chase, running back into the building and heading towards the perimeter of the palace where the Cat of Quying headed, but Sora would simply stay sitting there. The entire palace would undoubtedly be alerted to this intruder by now.
There was no way they were going to catch the woman, he knew. She was too fast, too nimble. Sora would get up silently then, all the anger he had before and the desperation seemingly left him, replaced only by despair.
He walked back into his room, closed to door behind him and laid back in his bed.
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