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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 18:56:25 GMT
Sakurai had gone into the mountains in his traditional garb, carrying his sakabato. He sheathed it, covered in sweat and panting hard, looking at the target that was standing up. He lunged forward with two steps, slashing with a battojutsu attack, following up with a double by swinging his sheath up for a second attack.
He leapt back, sheathing again. His battojustu speed was improving. Battojutsu was an assassination attack; a swift move. He needed to make it higher. Much faster.
That ShibaBlue had won. He needed to get better. For the pride and honor of the Shiba.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:11:35 GMT
Raina walked through the woods closeby, ascending the mountain. She was tracking a faint signal of energy, unsure of exactly what it was...but if it was a Vyram who'd learned how to conceal themselves, it was a threat she had to deal with. As such, she'd worn her leather uniform, having at least tolerated the shorts after having the full support of her team. All in all, she still felt unwell, but feeling well was something that had eluded her for a long time, because of the situation inside her.
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:14:44 GMT
He cut the target again, thankful that he couldn't actually cut it down since his weapon didn't have a blade. As he sheathed his weapon again he looked back, using his senses as a swordsman he picked up her presence and span around, sheathing his weapon by driving it inside of the sheath. He looked, ready to attack if need be.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:16:48 GMT
That would coincide with Raina coming up to the top of the hill, into his view, and she would lean against a tree, her brown hair falling down around her shoulders as she caught her breath, not seeing him right off.
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:17:48 GMT
"Who are you?" he called, relaxing his stance, but leaving his hand on the hilt as he walked towards her.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:25:11 GMT
"Raina." she said simply, introducing herself. She then looked over his stance, his way of walking... "You're a Shiba, aren't you."
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:26:08 GMT
"You know of the Shiba?" he questioned. Was she a Shibaranger?
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:28:24 GMT
"I do." Raina replied, though not offering anything further, analyzing him with her eyes....though her connection was less sinister than he would think.
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:29:23 GMT
He withdrew his hand from the hilt, "And what do you know?" he asked, approaching her.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:31:17 GMT
"I know that you carry yourself as a Shiba head. Or perhaps a former one." Raina said. "I know that I have a friend and comrade who was once a Lady in another Shiba house, and as such, that I am not an enemy of yours."
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:33:31 GMT
"I'm a bastard," he told her, "My sister is the true head; the Lady of the Shiba," he corrected her. It was close.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:35:24 GMT
"Forgive me, my intuition has failed me this time." Raina said apologetically, though it was due to her physical and mental situation.
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:36:58 GMT
"It's fine," he said, "I am Shiba, Sakurai. What would your name be?" he asked.
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Post by The Jetmen on Apr 22, 2012 19:38:44 GMT
"My friends know me as Raina." She gave, not in the habit of using her last name...it brought back memories when she did.
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Post by Sakurai Shiba on Apr 22, 2012 19:39:39 GMT
"Raina," he said with a slight nod, "And what brings you here, Raina? If I may ask? And...tell me. How do you know of the Shiba?"
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