Ah, great you could join us kori.

*fujin says as he walks into the training hall.*

Maybe we are going about this the wrong way, perhaps I should let the dojo be handled by you three. Perhaps I should go and try to reason with Furite Yamamoto...

If he can be reasoned with....

I'll go see him right now. Can I trust you to make sure the dojo is ninja free when I return? Be carefull though...

*grabs some food and water and leaves the dojo*

(Wont be back for a week)

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*fujin that would be to you, sir*
^_^ Rock on

We'll do our best.
*bows then heads off down one direction of the dojo*

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

*bows head to, then puts katanas away and picks up the staff*

Ok lets protect this place.

 

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A life, heh who needs one, I got it all here in RPing and video games.

*slides a door open with his hand covered in blood.*

Stu..dents,

*Sits down on the floor*

Thank you for guarding the dojo, but I fear it might not be enough... As I expected Furite is not to be reasoned with. He is power hungry and tried to shoot an arrow through me as soon as I arrived on his grounds. I got a glimpse at his forces..but we are seriously out numberd. I feel our only hope is to take furite out, and hope the rest of his groups will be discourged, or at least leave us alone.

*looks down at the floor cause he starts bleeding again*

Give me a second to get myself back together...Then we'll head out. I've got a secret passage way for this kind of events..I was hoping I would never have to us..

*coughs some blood up*

e it....

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*fujin that would be to you, sir*
^_^ Rock on

Sensi, with all due respect, you are in no condition for such a mission. I reason with you, send but a few of us on this mission, then take the others with you to a place of safety where you can stay in until those you send are successful, or lost in honourable combat.

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

I must agree with him you are in no condition to fight.  We need to get somebody to help you while some of us go on this mission.

 

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A life, heh who needs one, I got it all here in RPing and video games.

*coughs even more blood after being frozen in time by a magic spell that Furite casted on him wich prevented him to speak another word...*

Fine..

Fluffy and Kori, you are hereby send on a mission to take out furite, I'll join you soon enough, first I have some healing to do.

*crawls over the floor to find a healing potion* (Yah for tenchu)

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*fujin that would be to you, sir*
^_^ Rock on

;; The ruckus happening in the dojo proved that now would be a good time to appear and help out. ;;

"...With all of these male fighters,..."

;; A tall, female figure stepped forth from the shadows. It was obvious she was a fighter because of the various weapons adorning her body. From guns, to a sword, and daggers. In a shallow inhale she continued to speak. ;;

"...I just might take it as an insult."

;; A chuckle formed in the back of her throat as she approached Fujin with even strides. The sword, once belonging to her father, clanked against the customized gun - strapped to her outer thigh - for every step she took. Both of her eyes blazed with their own bright purple hue. ;;

*draws one of his swords and holds it so it's just pressed again the newcomer's throat*
Sorry, but I don't think the sensei's accepting visitors right now. What business do you have with him?

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

;; With a sword's sharpened blade now pressed against the vulnerable flesh of her throat she thought of it as a threat. And just like with any threat, she'd respond abruptly and with full force. But not before speaking to her attacker. ;;

"..Its very unwise of you to do such a thing.."

;; Her voice trailed off so that the last word was spoken in a whisper. And in that same moment she performed an assault on the male and his weapon. Doing so by forcing her left leg out and hooking it around the back of the male's adjacent limb. In a fast jerk he was knocked off balance and to the ground with his weapon being stolen from his very grasp. When he'd land he was now the vulnerable one. Her opposite leg was forced against his throat while his own weapons tip pressed into the flesh of his stomach. Her fiery gaze looked into his orbs. ;;

"My business is none of your business.."

;; She was only close to the male's face long enough to utter such words. But even in that small moment his gaze could easily make out two, lethal pairs of fangs that happened to be side by side. They were just another weapon in her ars.enal. ;;

*he chuckled before exclaming*
"Excellent, truly excellent. I can only hope you are on our side."
*with this he easily lifted her foot from his throat, throwing it up and hence her off balance, giving his just enough room to move his exposed stomach from the path of the blade before then going to grab it*
"But it is never wise to leave an opponent mobile, no matter how fatal their situation, as not everyone resents death."
*with his blade carefully graps between his two palms, and with him crouched down between the legs of the as of yet unannounced female he stood up with full intent of knocking her over*

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

;; She would indeed stumble, but quickly regain her balance and composure. ;;

"I prefer my own side.."

;; Her words broke off at the same time as she straightened her attire. ;;

"..but am always willing to help out."

;; The long strands of bright purple hair that craddled the sides of her face were easily shifted with a flick from her index finger. The remainder of her locks - a dark chestnut - flowed down her bare but tattooed spine. ;;

"From the looks of it, you males need assistance."

;; She smirked as her spine went straight and she stood tall. The points of all four protrutions rested softly against the inside of her lower lip with the birth of her grin. She would step forward and offer a hand to the male she's already met by way of a small battle. ;;

"The names Aya."

;; The hand she offered was branded by a circular tattoo. In its center was the single word, "Brujah". She was indeed 'blessed' to be part of such a well-known line of immortals. Herself being born of the second generation. ;;

*he took her hand, and after quickly glancing over it bowed in respect*
"Always a pleasure to meet a skilled fighter, Aya. I'm effectionaly known as Fluffy here. And the... 'male' you were approaching is our sensei, Fujin."
*he let her hand drop and sheathed his sword before steping back from Aya's path to Fujin*
"I take it from your words that you are, if nothing else, at least not an enemy of ours. Forgive my abrupt 'welcome', if you will, but as you can no doubt tell these are trying times for our dojo."

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh

;; She watched as the male bowed in respect, as well as when he sheathed his sword and approached the Sensei known as Fujin. ;;

"Apology accepted. But don't let it happen again or this might not be the outcome."

;; Her soft pink lips curved into a grin until her optics focused on the Sensei and her grin faded. She could see that he has endured some pain, and being a natural born Healer - always having its own advantages -, she'd offer to help. ;;

"What are the extent of your wounds, Sir?"

;; He wasn't her Sensei but she still showed respect. Her gaze lifted to Fluffy and she'd ask once more but with a small shift of words. ;;

"What are the extent of his wounds?"

;; She most certainly wouldn't call him 'Sir'. Within, she couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. ;;

"They're no laughing matter, that much is certain. His wounds are deep and to his organs. If he doesn't bleed to death I fear that the failure of the damaged organs would be enough to finish him off."
*Fluffy shifted on his feet with unease despite being taught to treat death as something as mundane as eating breakfast, turning his glance worryingly to his sensei then back to Aya*

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What's the point of a hero with no one to save?

Le sigh