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May. 4th, 2010

Who: Asano Rin (revengeisalie ) & Shimizu Raikou (pinktintedgamon ).
Status: Ongoing, closed.
Style: Prose, present tense.
Where: Raisato.
When: Week 5, Day 4, early morning.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None, so far.

The grass was still heavy with dew, little droplets that soak through socked feet and weigh down hakama ever so slightly. It doesn’t matter though, not to Raikou.

No, he’s too caught up in the dance, the white-light flash of the first rays of sunlight off the smooth edge of his gamon as he works through kata after kata. Every move is sharply fluid, exactingly precise as Shirogamon sings a shrill note each time the blade cuts through the air.

It’s a familiar dance, one that he can sink into – a moving meditation.


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May. 5th, 2010 10:31 am (UTC)
This morning, Rin got up early. She could ascribe that to a variety of factors, none of which was that she was particularly a morning person, but it suited her quite well. It meant a bit of time to herself, to get her thoughts in order.

She left the Raisato house she was staying at, with others from the god-search group, soon after waking. It wasn't the same house in which she had stayed at first. It didn't matter very much. This wasn't her world, so she had no need to make herself at home anywhere.

Now, she is walking by the outskirts of the village, through low grass. (far lower than the one where) It's still a little dim, the sun just beginning to rise. Rin walks toward it, holding her hand up to shield her eyes when the first stray beams hit her.

She doesn't get far before she hears the srrt-srrt of a sword being swung through the air quickly, unmistakable sound, and sees the boy who is swinging it. She's talked to him before, met him the previous night, too. He's one of her new allies. His movements are graceful, an evidence of year-long practice, and it's enough to make Rin stop in her tracks, just to watch that grace for a while.

Edited at 2010-05-05 10:31 am (UTC)
May. 7th, 2010 01:36 am (UTC)
He'd been aware, on some basic level, of the girl's arrival, though he made no show of it since she hadn't attempted to greet or otherwise interrupt his morning training. Instead he bent all of his focus on the intermediate kata, the blade a natural extension of his arm, each sharp sweep and thrust utterly controlled, every twist, turn, duck, and roll of his body fluid, precise.

Rude or not, he stayed in a continuous state of motion until the steely glide of metal hid the blade, nestled safely within its saya once more. Only then did he glance up, a light sheen of perspiration on his sharp features and a polite smile gracing his lips. He inclined his head in a respectful bow before calling softly, "Good morning, Rin-san. I trust you slept well?"
May. 7th, 2010 08:07 pm (UTC)
The whole time, Rin was watching him with a half-absend mind. It didn't wander anywhere in particular, just to the sky and clouds and the morning dew on treetops. Strict, but fluidly executed kata had something meditative about them, something of zen hard-work ethic. They were familiar to Rin in the way that things you take for granted were: nothing she'd ever studied very intensely, but something that had just been there as long as she could think, like the sweets stand at the shrine.

She happened to be refocusing her gaze when Raikou looked up, and so, their eyes met. She blinked and watched him bow, listened to his words. Then, she finally snapped out of her daze, gasped, and bowed back -- hands clasped in front, as was proper. When she straightened again, she smiled with a hint of embarassment. "Ah, thank you. Good morning. Yes," she said with just a little bit of hesitation, "I've slept well."

There she made a pause, pressed her lips together and relaxed them again, then decided to throw in some small talk: "So diligent this early in the morning?" Mindless conversation, nothing else. The kind you made in the understanding that any questions asked were ones both participants already knew the answer to. Samurai -- and she remembered (remembered) him telling her he was one -- got up early and trained regularly. Hard-work ethic, discipline. The Way of the Sword. That made her grimace just a little, thinking of far-off things.
May. 10th, 2010 02:12 am (UTC)
“Every morning since I was a child,” shot back Raikou before adding with a wry smile, “I’m afraid some things are simply too ingrained to let go and really, it feels good to work on the familiar forms.”

Soft steps through tall grass brought him closer to the young woman, until he was standing a respectful distance before her. As he walked, he studied her covertly, checking for signs of stress or weariness, seeing nothing that stood out glaringly. So he arched a brow and asked jovially, “And you, Rin-san? Are you always such an early riser?”
May. 10th, 2010 09:57 am (UTC)
"Right," she answered, "I do think I remember you telling me you're a samurai." Evidently, he knew the etiquette, too. The distance he kept was just right. Worth noting because you couldn't expect it from every samurai, by far.

At his second question, she laughed a little. "No, not really," she said, "I just happened to today."
May. 13th, 2010 07:04 pm (UTC)
“Well, Rin-san, if you really want me to train you, might as well get used to it!”

Raikou smiled easily then, one hand resting lightly on the hilt of his katana, the other waving between them as he laughed softly. There was a touch of genuine amusement as he teased gently, “After all, I remember the promise I made you. Unless, of course, you’ve no desire to learn the way of the sword as an adult.”

He wasn’t sure, honestly, if it was the right thing to do – to remind her of the offer. What happened after…he’d been so busy trying to take care of Yoite, and then Gau’s arrival, and be the time he was able to try to help her, she had no need.

But it was the promise made as a child, combined with the threat of that warped and twisted being that had had him making a set of bokken to use as a first step in training.

If she wanted.
May. 13th, 2010 08:38 pm (UTC)
Rin didn't immediately know what he was talking about. She furrowed her brow, thinking about it, sifting through her memories of this place.

As an adult, he said? In contrast to being a child? Yes, indeed, just before that she'd been a child, and she talked to a bunch of people, so could he have been one of those children?

She thought she remembered a little boy who might've had features like him. Finally arrived at her conclusion, her face brightened.

"Right! You did promise, didn't you?"

That he took that so seriously! Well, obviously there was jest in his demeanor, but seriously enough to renew the offer now. It was a little touching. And convenient. Just what she needed right now, really.

"I...," she said, hesitating out of habit, politely. "I'd love to."

And then she smiled at him.

Edited at 2010-05-13 08:48 pm (UTC)
May. 13th, 2010 10:01 pm (UTC)
“In that case,” smiled Raikou as he waved lightly ahead of him, as if offering her the path before them, “Would you like to take a walk with me? I have a pair of bokken made, waiting to be used back at my house. We can be back here in an hour and train a bit after breakfast if you like.”

His heart was relieved to see her enthusiasm though, because to him, she needed a stronger method of defense if she was going to have to suffer the ghosts of one such as that man. It still baffled and confused him why in the heavens the gods felt it necessary to bring him back.

Because so far as Raikou was concerned, that ‘Joker’ displayed a continuous sense of depravation, didn’t hesitate to torment and kill for anything other then an irrational whim. There was no balance left to that soul and as such, would be one long since deemed in need of severe punishment.

This world truly made little sense to him.
May. 14th, 2010 10:15 pm (UTC)
Turned out he'd indeed taken it pretty seriously! So much as to even be prepared. Rin had not yet seen any bokken lying around these empty houses found all across Kannagara, so there was actually a chance he'd made them for this. Of course, it might just be coincidence, but she kind of liked the thought.

Either way, she smiled brightly once again. "My, how well you've thought this through! I'd sure like to take you up on your offer."

She needed to take training back up badly. Had been too preoccupied altogether to think much of it, but all things considered (all things indeed), it was high time. Enough idling and lying in wait. That it'd taken her this long, even, was kind of a shame. Moreso since she hadn't very thoroughly thought about it herself. It had breached her mind, of course, but she'd always put it off to later in order to deal with more immediate matters.

There had also been the matter of finding someone to train with, of course. The thing was that she could not presume to impose upon the kindness of anyone here, as everyone was, to a certain extent, at the same disadvantage around here.

Well -- now that she was more or less out of the orientation phase, she could start pinpointing those that had a significant amount of knowledge or skill on her, and making things work to her advantage.
May. 17th, 2010 01:32 am (UTC)
Raikou’s smile was warm as he started walking, automatically taking a step to walk at a proper distance from the young woman. “It won’t take us long – just a quick trip to Hisato so that we can get the bokken…or if you like, to that grove of bamboo on the opposite side of the Strahl so that I can show you how to make them for yourself, should the need arise.”

Either option worked for him – because either way, it’d give him time to gauge her actions, her reactions, and determine just how deep her resolve ran. It would be an exceptional waste of time if she wanted the training, but was unwilling to put forth the effort needed and there was far too much going on to simply waste time that could be spent put to better use elsewhere.

He found he rather hoped her resolve measured up to her apparent enthusiasm.
May. 17th, 2010 04:19 pm (UTC)
Oh. By "his house", he meant in Hisato. Not that that was a problem, not really, what with everything being in half an hour walking distance. Even if in Rin's mind, Hisato was somehow still marked as "far away" from Raisato. Wasn't that easy, after all, to reconcile what the map told her and what her feet told her. And also, half an hour was still quite an amount of time, and that only one way. It would take them over an hour to go back and forth.

Rin wasn't exactly overjoyed at the prospect, but she could do that. Now, that other proposition...

"I guess you could teach me that. Though it's questionable how much use a wooden sword would be at a time of need." She raised an eyebrow, and she was quite aware that her grin right that moment was more than a little cocky. Why not? Make it clear to him that she intended to fight with real weapons. Right now, she wasn't really to be trusted with an actual sword, but her goal was to one day be more than just a danger to herself, and for that day to come as soon as possible.
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