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Post by Takara on Mar 1, 2006 15:43:23 GMT -4
Takara walked quietly through the Hot Springs. It was evening now and she'd had a hard day of training and decided to come up here and relax. The whole place was practically empty. She picked one of the pools and setting her towel on the ledge stepped into the pool. She was wearing a red tie bikini just in case she got interrupted, although the spring were technically segregated as far as she could tell it was mostly just a suggestion. No one had ever gotten caught or yelled at including herself. She sunk down until her chin was just above the water. Her hair was all piled on top of her head with lots of pins to hold it up. She sighed and leaned back.
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 1, 2006 16:17:54 GMT -4
A silhouette appeared over the edge of the hot spring with the moon's bright glow shadowing who it was. A meek voice spoke. "Is there room for one more Takara?" The identity would be given away, if not by the voice, than by the large bandage on her right arm conscealing the blade....
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Post by Takara on Mar 1, 2006 16:35:39 GMT -4
"Otomeken, hi." said Takara in a happy voice. "Sure come on in, the water's fine." Takara gestured welcomingly for Otomeken to join her in the warm water. "How have you been?"
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 1, 2006 16:40:11 GMT -4
Otomeken shurgged and sighed as she slipped off her komono and forearm blade. She slipped into the water, submerging completely for just a second, and then brought her head back up above water and rested it on the side wall. Her voice was a little gruff as if she'd been crying lately. "I could say I've been better, but I've definately been a lot worse. I'm just worried about Akira mainly. The kid's driving me nuts, he's working himself sick.. I mean Takara.. you saw what happened to him!"
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Post by Takara on Mar 1, 2006 16:46:28 GMT -4
"I know what you mean, that was after I made him promise to sleep every night. All that accomplished was him avoiding me. I've tried to help him as much as I could, I mean, I got him jobs and made him eat when ever I saw him, but...I couldn't spend all my time following him around. He's not a kid, he has to learn his limits!"
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 2, 2006 1:08:56 GMT -4
Otomeken let out a very tired, short laugh. "He training under Naruto... I'm not sure he'll ever even understand the meaning of the word limit. But at least he has friends who love him. He needs us right now I think..." Otomeken smiled at Takara, and closed her eyes enjoying the heat on her body... she was dead tonight...
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Post by Takara on Mar 2, 2006 13:05:28 GMT -4
"Well, everyone needs friends Otomeken," said Takara watching her a littled bit worried. "Are you sure you're alright? There's nothing else bothering you? I mean, I know you haven't known me all that long, but I am a pretty good listener. And I tend to be some what of a fixer." she said with a little laugh. "That's half my problem, whenever I see anyone else hurt, I just want to fix it and it just kills me when there's nothing you can do." She smiled just a little sadly.
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 2, 2006 18:08:58 GMT -4
Otomeken sighed. "Well, mostly it's Akira. Other than that, I'm not doing too bad. I've been doing a lot of thinking about... home. I guess just all the stress is getting to me. I'm starting to get muscle cramps and headaches from it all." She gave a weak laugh. "But, like I said, mainly Akira. He's scaring me how flat out he's going lately..."
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Post by Takara on Mar 2, 2006 18:17:23 GMT -4
"I think you need a break," said Takara with the air of someone who would brook no argument. "It's a lucky thing for you that you found me today." Takara began to smile. "I'm going to take care of you tonight. We're going to relax and then I'm going to take you home with me and I'm going to make you some nice relaxing tea and put on some soft music and there will be comfortable clothes, and cheese cake, and possibly ice cream. And we are definitely long over due for a serious rant. But there is one thing that must be made perfectly clear...there is absolutely no room for sense in a rant."
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 2, 2006 18:19:54 GMT -4
Otomeken laughed.. a little more heartily this time. "As good as that sounds Takara... right now, I need this hot water... I feel like every muscle in my body is knotted. But it certainly sounds like fun..." She was smiling, and it looked like a little more life was back into her face...
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Post by Takara on Mar 2, 2006 18:27:18 GMT -4
"Well, if you like I could give you a massage," she offered with a smile. "I do have oil and candles, and fluffy pillows." She said laughing.
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 2, 2006 18:37:15 GMT -4
"That might go well with the rant," she said laughing again. "But like I said... This water is amazing right now... I'm not ready to leave it behind. So, have you noticed Akria acting weird lately? Or was he just always that way?"
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Post by Takara on Mar 2, 2006 18:46:24 GMT -4
"Akira has a goal, I can't say what it is, but I do know this, he's pursuing it as he does all other things, completely singlemindedly. And I don't think he'll stop until he gets it, or it kills him, whichever comes first, I'm just trying to make sure it's the first." said Takara with a sigh.
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Post by Otomeken on Mar 2, 2006 18:50:52 GMT -4
"You and I both Takara, you and I both. I'm just not sure what's going to kill him first; that goal, or this insessant idea that he has to beat that slug Yuki. They're 'rivals,' she said in a moching tone, "now. And he's convinced he has to beat Yuki in a fight because of it..." Otomeken shuttered... "And after the last time they fought, I met them outside of the men's shower room at the hot springs, and as I walked away, I'm sure Yuki was checking me out..." She suttered again...
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Post by Takara on Mar 2, 2006 18:53:57 GMT -4
"Akira was in the mens changing room with Yuki!" exclaimed Takara, "But...but..." Takara was completely distracted from the point of Otomeken's story. "Wait, Yuki checked you out!" This story sucked.
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