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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Feb 19, 2018 10:29:49 GMT -5
Kakita UetaniThe sounds of wood striking metal echo through the dojo during the lunch hour. While most students are getting their midday meals one in particular is living by the saying While you rest, your enemy practices. Mirumoto Noboru assesses one of the sparring robots before offering a series of strikes, the blows more tempered than the last few times he's been in to dojo. It likely also helps he's using a shinai as opposed to a bokken -- yet even then he hasn't been fairly kind to practice weapons this year. The humidity outside has caused warmth inside the dojo, enough so that the top to Noboru's practice uniform is off, resting by his guitar case along with a few bottles of water and a towel.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Feb 19, 2018 13:23:12 GMT -5
She steps in. A short black dress, long boots today, her hair down and an iaito at her side
"Mirumoto-san" she is glad that there are others here, no one she knows, but enough people that it is not just the two of them.
"I trust that this day finds you well"
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Feb 19, 2018 13:56:10 GMT -5
Noboru turns back to see how the Kakita is dressed, finding it odd for the dojo but makes no mention of it. As other students mill about the Mirumoto bows to Uetani.
"I wager it finds you better than it finds me, Kakita-san. Congratulations on your appointment as captain of the iaido club."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Feb 19, 2018 13:57:37 GMT -5
She bows back once more, going through devotions to the dojo before turning back to him
"Would your frustrations be something you would like to talk about, or act upon?"
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Feb 19, 2018 14:07:54 GMT -5
"Both," came a rather blunt response from the Dragon. "All of which directly affects both of us and one of which affects both of our families."
Noboru moved to claim an iaito, already knowing the best way the two of them communicate with each other even if it is probably the method under which they shouldn't. Not after what happened last time. Even so, the Mirumoto student nervously offers almost as an aside, "Y-you look nice, by the way."
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Feb 19, 2018 14:33:34 GMT -5
"Thank you" she responds and gives a bow "You always do. Let us take our stances then, and from that, see what we can do with what ails you"
She moves into a traditional stance and gives a small smile as she does
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Feb 19, 2018 14:41:25 GMT -5
Noboru smiles as well as he takes his stance opposite Uetani. He studies her form carefully, seeking to find improvements in her stance since their last meeting a few days prior. Seeking to determine whether they've kept pace with each other or if one maybe has surpassed the other.
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Feb 19, 2018 15:01:18 GMT -5
She has improved, but then again it seems, so has he. He still has that core of anger in him, but he seems more centred, more controlled. It is beautiful to watch, someone pushed so far, reaching new heights of skill. She pushes those thoughts down, lets Mako and Nomen, and Kogeki, and Ichiro enter her head. Her love is not limited, but her time is, and she had hurt this man enough already
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Post by Mirumoto Noboru on Feb 19, 2018 15:13:25 GMT -5
She would see his anger has also taken on a new form. No longer directed at her but at something larger, something almost unknown. Yet even as his sister remained at the fore of his thoughts three other figures began to take shape within them. All women of varying heights and ages and at least two of which she would likely recognize. While he had chosen his path already the other two had shaped him in different ways. Rather than push them down he seemed to be embracing them, allowing them to guide his hand.
Noboru shifted, drawing the iaito from his hip as he moved to strike at Uetani much as he did in their first duel! A flash of light, a flash of steel...
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Post by Kakita Uetani on Feb 19, 2018 15:24:58 GMT -5
They touch each other at the same time again. Still equals, still matched.
"Very good" she says, her breath heavy in that way that is is after this, fighting to keep it under control
"I am glad to see that you have not been slacking"
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