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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Feb 1, 2018 0:44:58 GMT -5
"Nope none that I can think of i tend to hang around other bushi, I'm not really rolling in the shugenja crowds." This beast was terrifying but there wasn't much he thought his katana would do against it.
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Post by Daidoji Kobushi on Feb 1, 2018 0:48:20 GMT -5
"Well, I only know one and I think she's passed out right now. So...uh, guess we watch for the time being? At least, until we can figure out who can help."
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Post by Neko Hime on Feb 1, 2018 17:09:45 GMT -5
It's at the point a woman suddenly comes dashing around the corner and into the other end of the alley, the creature being herded by her and effectively trapping it between her and the guys. Upon seeing them, she stops; The woman wears a yellow motorcycle helmet, and the most skin tight spandex body suit either of them have ever seen. The only thing preventing one from thinking it was simply black painted on was the presence of the zipper halfway undone on her front, showing off pale skin and quite large cleavage. After a moment's hesitation, she speaks up in what is quite obviously an altered voice.
"WaTcH oUt, CiTiZeNs! Do NoT aPpRoAcH tHe CrEaTuRe, 'TiS nO oRdInArY cUr!"
The woman seems to pull a staff out of nowhere as she talks, and despite the synthetic alterations, her voice is melodious and commanding.
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Feb 1, 2018 17:31:24 GMT -5
Ichiro's eyes bulges at the sight of the shapely, latex clad woman. Her figure was amazing, such beautiful pale skin, such a full chest, and my god how she moved and her voice, Ichiro likely though he was in love. The sound of his sword clattering to the pavement snapped him back to the present and the dangerous spirit in front of them "are you sure you know what your doing? He said hastily as he attempted to pick up sword and prepare himself. Forcing himself to ignore his urges to continue checking out the mysterious woman.
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Post by Daidoji Kobushi on Feb 1, 2018 18:18:40 GMT -5
Kobushi, for his part, is less entranced by the woman.
"And just what is this thing, then?" he asks.
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Post by Neko Hime on Feb 1, 2018 20:02:59 GMT -5
"ThAt'S a GoOd QuEsTiOn; It'S fRoM ChIkUsHuDo, bUt I'vE nOt SeEn It'S lIkE. ThUs WhY i AdViSe CaUtIoN," she said as she moved towards it, swirling staff of air and smoke held loosely at her side as she moved slow and graceful. Like a cat.
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Post by Daidoji Kobushi on Feb 1, 2018 20:17:27 GMT -5
Kobushi had no clue who this woman was, but she seemed to know the situation better than he or the Lion did. So just as she asked, he's keeping his distance from the creature. He's keeping his sword ready, though, in case the need for it arises.
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Post by Obsidian on Feb 2, 2018 8:38:40 GMT -5
The wooden tiger spirit goes to shout a warning roar, but it makes a muffled noise that is hardly as frightening as one might expect - more of a disjointed, cacophonous warbling of a bellow. Rather than pounce out at the three of them, it waits, tightening like a spring ready to uncoil at any moment. (OOC: We probably need to init at this point just to determine a pecking order if nothing else. 18 for the spirit - orokos.com/roll/590714) |
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Post by Daidoji Kobushi on Feb 2, 2018 8:51:57 GMT -5
Kobushi tenses. The roar wasn't as menacing as it could have been, but the spirit was still firmly outside his area of expertise. He hopes he is ready for what might happen.
((http://orokos.com/roll/590718 15 Init))
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Post by Neko Hime on Feb 2, 2018 12:05:01 GMT -5
Momiko is on edge; Whatever it was, it didn't SEEM aggressive. But that was the problem; She had no idea what it was. Except it wasn't natural. (Initiative = 22) |
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