Gathering of Heroes [Open]

[Miroku Akkuma]

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Akkuma sat there a cold look upon his face as he listened to everyone, those sanguine eyes moving to Nanami listening to hear words as he processed the words he had just heard. The other two and their statements were almost ignored by him as he tried to keep calm over the news, how quickly things seemed to appear to rock him when he was so poised for stability. When the kunoichi finished speaking about her idealistic dreams he started to laugh a cold and deadly laugh. "I apologize but how do you intend to do this? Not to sound like I doubt your capabilities but there was once a group that intended to do the same and eventually they fell apart because they didn't have allies within these places. Nor the necessary backing or influence that could be used by that of the major villages." he said in a cold yet not intentionally rude way. Before continuing on "You see for such idealistic goals as that those things your asking people to give up are the same things that will aid you in your goal. For example I have allies in both Kumogakure and in Iwagakure along with a few enemies in Kumogakure...soon I will be one of the most influential men in Wind Country. With the aid of people like myself your goal just might be possible, but are you truly prepared to do what is required?" he would say with a small smile before standing and slamming his hand into the table causing his side of the table to snap and crash into the ground.

"Tell me how Hoshikata managed to die?! He was one of our Mizukage's by who's hand did he fall?! Where were those who were sworn to protect him!?" he roared shaking with anger one of the few mortals he had considered worthy of his respect had fallen. 'I thought he was better than that..how could Shin allow such a thing...perhaps its happened already the change in power..' he thought to himself before sitting back into his chair sighing and looking around the room putting his right hand up to his temple and massaging it. "I apologize my new friends...Hoshikata was not only a friend but someone I respected. This news is most shocking...I thought he had what it took to survive." he would say a solemn look upon his face before looking back at Nanami. "I would be happy to be an ally of yours in this endeavour but unfortunately too many lives hinge on the success of my current path. I'm sure there's more than enough common ground on certain issues so long as you pose no threat to the Miroku Clan, Toraono Clan...then we'd have no reason to worry about conflict of interests." he would say with a small smile motioning for one of the attendees to get him a drink.

"I was once a part of a group of people we all shared your thoughts this world needed to be changed, if it continues on its current path the cycle of hate will continue on perpetually. We made an agreement to work together for the betterment of the world. Within weeks the infighting began whether it was because of pride, paranoia, private ambitions, basic difference in opinion. Before long ill will towards each other festered and it became apparent that they would be incapable of accomplishing the goal. So I left intending to make this change on my own, determined to find like minded individuals like myself willing to sacrifice everything for the cause. I have slowly built allies who could be trusted and in the positions to do what needs to be done." his words were calm and carried a tone of foreboding as a drink was placed in one of his hands, a smoke in the other. With a snap of his finger the end ignited and he took in a long draw inhaling and thinking over his next words.

"Soon I will be one of the most powerful figure heads in Wind Country this was no easy task to accomplish. My allies are close to achieving what they need to, worst case I will give things a little shove if necessary." his words held that demonic charm to them and his tone hinted of grandeur. "Once you have taken over the system from within you can change it for the better, I intend to plan everything so that it can be co-ordinated so that any resistance can be crushed immediately with minimal casualties. Than we will begin in the reclamation of my homeland Kirigakure and the liberation of the citizens of Konohagakure." he would say those sanguine eyes sliding to each member of their group before he continued once more.

"I almost died for my desires of True Peace for this world. Locked away in the Prison of Kirigakure, I was meant to die with the rest of the village...Mizukage Masa she knew of my desires. How far I was willing to go, what I had already sacrificed for my people. She let me go free granting not only me but my people freedom from the storm of death brought down by the Old Ones. Now my clan has flourished the knowledge we have accumulated and the power we possess will soon rival any other clan." standing his gaze crossed over them all resting finally on Nanami. "I will once more bring about an age of peace and prosperity. First I'm starting with Sunagakure, its government has failed the people." his words were cold as his eyes slid to Karito.

"Mark my words before long I will have all but taken over the this country in regards to influence. Me and my kin will soon rule these lands ushering in a new age for not just Sunagakure but its people." as he finished speaking he pulled up the right sleeve of his arm revealing a seal of his own design, the kanji for death was inscribed in the middle of the seal. "Should I stray from the path I'm on, if I become a relic of this Era. This seal will ensure that I die quickly and irreversibly for I will not simply die, my soul will be broken down into natural chakra and released. That is the depth of devotion that I have for this world and its future. How devoted are you Nanami?" he would ask in that charming tone of his that devilish grin upon his face.

"This world is worth saving and it can be but it has to be done right. Or the current state will only continue to worsen until we are once more thrown back into the dark ages of civilization." with those words he leaned back and downed his full glass. Inhaling he sighed and the cloud of smoke seemed to dance around him once more his demonic tail flicked with excitement and anticipation. Eager to hear their responses what they had to say to the bombshell had been dropped. He was quite excited to see at least one more person who seemed to determined to change this world for the better. How the fates did love to dangle such precious prizes from humanity in front of him, when he finally met the Fates and struck them down he'd be sure to thank them for everything. ​

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[Rakujo Yumeko]

Naikishin listened to the other white haired man asked why Nanami was in sand, and had soon asked what someone thought that balance meant. At this time, he would be losing interest at the time being since he had initially started to lose interest with parts of the conversation due to such a long title having been thrown out into the wind. Though as Nanami had started speaking, he would start to put some attention towards what she was saying in which she would soon whisper about how she needed some underwear and that he bled over her last set. Before she spoke again, he would whisper quietly to her. "After this is over, I'll pay for any clothes you need or want." He said, crossing his arms, as Nanami had started to speak. She stated that she had originally came to Sand to escort the Isaki Clan, though mainly to Tetsu and Osore.

Though, as balance had become the topic, he would slightly zone out, but he would still be able to listen to her talk about balance, in case he was brought up. And once Akkuma had brought up Hoshikata, Naikishin would shrug slightly. "No clue who actually did it." He said, his arms still crossed. He spaced out again with the rest of what the man said, as too much speaking started to have most of everyone's speech just, more or less, done on.

 

[Sanyu]

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○ Can I Play? ○​

After entering the village he learned of areas outside the village that were also populated, and a lot less dry. It was outside of the village, which annoyed him immensely because he did not like having to travel in the heat, but because he had no money he'd be sleeping in the streets anyway. He made his way there, finding a place where there was a huge crowd of people, shopping and trading. With the amount of people there, nobody would notice a few apples, or even a few cooked meat going missing. Hell, he could probably steal money, though he wasn't a talented thief.

He slipped past the people in the town, not noticing that sometimes their bodies will base through his, it wasn't an uncommon occurrence, he was nearly a ghost himself, and completely at other times. He needed something to steal, something in abundance that wouldn't be easily missed. He stole an apple, it was easy and not missed by the person selling it, though he probably took notice and allowed him to steal it, assuming he was just a poor child.

Apples were sweet, but not sweet enough, at his age fruit and vegetables were not desired food choices, so he began to get risky. There was a food stand selling Takoyaki, he couldn't steal from the grill itself, but he can steal from someone while they were playing. He would have to make a run for it immediately, he wouldn't be able to do it while going unnoticed... unless.

"Can one of you guys possess and knock that man out." He grinned as one of the ghosts did as he commanded, forcibly entering the target's mind and causing them to -Black Out-. He stopped taking notice to things and Jihoon was able to snatch the bowl that held to takoyami in them. Though he was still noticed by the man's family and the cooks. He had to book it. Running as fast as he could through the crowd, slightly bumping into some while phasing through others until he found a building. Rushing into the building, a prestigious looking inn, he proceed to hide. Some of the hosts attempted to get rid of him, but he couldn't allow that to happen.

"Get rid of him." A ghosts possessed the man, causing him to see everyone in the room as different people. He proceeded to ask another person, one of the other employees, to promptly leave the establishment. The attention was now on the possessed man and Jihoon slowly sneaked away. He found himself amongst another group of people, two girls and a few guys. Clearly he was interrupting something, but that was of no importance to him. He continued to eat his food while staring at them, asserting dominance. "Hi."

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[Ko]

The more time he spent in this country the more he was finding himself traveling to Soon’s Haven. Something about being near the ocean really kept him at peace despite an on-going terrorist organisation trying to bring down the village he had been staying in. Those were people that were really trying to get rid of people like Katty here but he was a little evasive even though the blue hair kind of gave him away in the sea of usual colours that floated around the villages. He could have dyed his hair to hide from all the enemies but instead he wanted to keep his heritage with pride.

He had found that spending time in the merchant town meant he had met all sorts of people from all over the world. He was able to identify the flags on boats and work out if they were merchants, maritime or adventurers looking for lands to explore. He had also gotten involved in learning how to buy and sell within the town and earn a bit of a profit, though most times he had ended up being worse off than before the purchase. But it was all in good fun to be something other than a killing machine built upon having a demon that was sealed inside of him.

The morning had been all but productive as Katsuro walked around the harbour, breathing in the sea air and sitting on the docks to dip his feet in. It was good to sit and relax from time to time. After his entire job was to literally kill off people and do highly dangerous stealth missions that could cause grave peril. And the Wind Country had a lot of monsters to hunt down that were incredibly dangerous.

Maybe it was time to become one with the sea for a little while. He had been in the water but he hadn’t become the water yet. Yes that was it! Become the water so he could explore more without people thinking he needed help. The amount of water rings had been throw at him while he was miles out to sea was beyond silly. All he would have to do is turn into a liquid around his volume and explore that way. He decided that being a puddle of water would be the least suspicious.

What Katty didn’t realise was that being five foot eight is quite a large puddle when you become a tenth of an inch. And because he wasn’t by the water completely it meant he would have to travel to the water and fall in. Instead of being super-covert and sneaky, Katsuro was traveling as a puddle in broad daylight with no cover. That was like a minus a bazillion stealth and everyone would be able to see this weird abomination. Screams everywhere as he crawled towards the ocean and fled the scene. Though who would believe a bunch of people that a person turned into twenty foot or so puddle just crawled slowly down the street into the sea.

Somehow the body that was Katsuro was able to float through the water without much difficulty. He became a convection current of his own, using the power of heat transfer to move up and around the waters with ease. Yeah! Science bitch! The problem with this was that he was also kind of in submission to the currents that would grab him and take him elsewhere. What he found was that he was being dragged towards what looked like a sewer.

The Mednin tried to free himself from the current’s grip but to no avail. Looked like he was going to be exploring a completely new area of Soon’s Haven: the sewer system. He surfaced a watery head above the water and looked around the dark pipes that would soon start taking him up to the surface. Hopefully the currents wouldn’t rip him apart into multiple pieces. He didn’t want people seeing their toilets full of limbs and organs.

He used his heat to keep himself moving quickly through the small pipes, stopping his body parts from flying off him. This in turn was starting to cause an upset upstairs as toilets were starting to lose water, floods were being causes and things were backing up all because he wasn’t travelling the right way. But he would have to get out of the sewers soon unless he wanted his luck to run out.

By plot convenience alone Katsuro found himself gushing out of the tap in a particular bar, flushing his body out into the sink and onto the floor while whistling a little tune. His whistling was a little out of tune and slightly piercing due to the intensity. The tap would shake and quiver at the sheer force the Jinchuuriki would gush out of it.

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The singing and whistling would continue as he tried to reform himself. It would take a little while for his body to fully appear through the tap but it would be difficult to reach and stop the tap from releasing him. If they tried it would instead be drips and the process would take even longer for him to get out of the sink.

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[Kari]

This was, undoubtedly, a conversation that meant absolutely nothing to her and probably one she wasn't meant to hear. She kept quiet as the party talked about their apparent late lord Isaki, who died sometime in Cloud, apparently. That much wasn't surprising, were he breaking the laws and acting as a threat to the village, they'd have no trouble putting him out.

The final guy's -- identity still a mystery -- attempt to be a pseudo-intellect nearly went ignored; the woman put forth some speech riddled with some chuuni desire to be the "heroes of the world; bringers of balance." Fire country had supposedly been overrun -- everyone had heard that, its rumours from years ago, despite no one checking on the validity of it (seriously, how could a nation of shinobi be beaten? she still didn't quite believe the stories) -- and she was wanting people to free it? Kimiko chuckled to herself.

She stated it herself, she wanted to be their hero. If the stories were true, she was more likely to be a martyr; supposedly they had defeated an entire village somehow. Hundreds, if not thousands, tried the same and failed. And she wanted to bring these people into her disillusioned ideas? The one called a demon nearly held the same thoughts she did: that there was nothing more than idealism in those words. She differed in she wasn't swayed in the slightest by them, where Akkuma was suggesting to rally the world behind her to take the country back -- and Gods above! that demon spoke far too much; he droned on longer than that woman did, something about his own ideals and wanting to take back Water country, somehow -- wasn't it a frozen wasteland now?

She might've commented then, had the new stranger not appear: first, a kid, a kid who looked like he hadn't quite gone through puberty quite yet; strange blue hair matched fairly well with his eye's colour, but still made it seem as though he were rebelling against otherwise normal hair colours. He didn't seem at all off-put by the group and gave the short greeting -- good, finally someone who wasn't making an entire speech out of a point. Kimiko was the first to respond, responding with a short "hi" and lifting her arm to give a lazy wave; that he was a friend of the group's, she assumed. They were all strangers to her, she hadn't reason -- or desire, honestly -- to ask who he was or why he was here. Hell, she didn't even need to be in this conversation; she only remained to not be rude and not needing to do anything else for the day.

To free a captured country and to free a frozen land. Man, these people were crazy.

 

[Tsukino Nanami]

</B>Chapter 9: Gates of Hell<B>Act 6: Immovable Object/Unstoppable Force​

The woman's lip curled in annoyance at the man's lion-like roar of a laugh. Sardonic behavior isn't something fitting the situation, but perhaps it is what's needed to bring Nanami back down to earth. It would seem sardonic if the man didn't go off on his 10 hour long tangent about himself. "Of course, I plan on taking the country back region by region. And if I have to, I'll kill everyone in my path," the woman said as she placed her hands upon her hips and glaring at the man. After a moment, she put her arms crossed over her chest and turns her head. She had every intention of saving Fire Country from the grips of the Daimyo, whether she had their support or not.

"Unless, of course, you'd rather I do this alone," she stated. That, in itself, would be a suicide mission. Her main goal for doing this is redemption for all of the people she killed due to her inability to combat the brainwashing of Project Beowulf. So many people had to die, including her own family. As a member of the rogue ANBU organization, SCAR, she was forced to kill her mother and father due to their affiliation as renowned Storm Terrorists. It wasn't that she was coerced to killing them with an ultimatum, no. She was forced to kill them due to brainwashing, becoming a puppet of a single man out for revenge. Whether she had allies or not didn't bother her. Perhaps being a martyr is necessary for her selfishness for redeeming herself.

If Akkuma was such an influential figure in this village, then why is he sitting around here lounging while the village and the entire country-side gets ravaged by the terrorist Cabal. She didn't take what Akkuma said with a grain of salt. People wanting to help their own village are reveling in their own filth and wealth. Perhaps money is what causes the world to go 'round. Even if she were to get a group going, she wouldn't need Akkuma's help. Recalling stories of his own failure doesn't help her. It wasn't her fault that Akkuma ran with a bunch of idiots. But the man continued to speak. Her attention slowly beginning to fade away from the man as everything he had to say sounded like shit in her ears.

Please, shut the fuck up.​

The woman thought to herself as she looked like she was paying attention to the man, but her eyes seemed to be blue-screen as the man continued to talk about himself to himself. All the while, her mind continued to shout.

Please, shut the fuck up.​

Please, shut the fuck up.​

Please, shut the fuck up.​

With each thought getting progressively louder and louder and louder as the thought went on. It got so bad that she completely dismissed what Naikishin said. Her brain went into complete auto-pilot until the table split in twain. Her attention returned as she noticed the man angered at the fact that the man named Hoshikata was killed. Regaining her composure, the woman kicked her chair back and stood away from the wooden rubble. She dusted the flakes and slivers of wood from her skirt (giggity) and off of the rest of her body. Yes, influential men certainly know how to not destroy things. What's with money that causes people to either be absolutely insensitive to people's pain (Karitoriki) or completely ignore all social queues period. In this case destroying a table because of his status makes him look like a douche.

Shrugging her shoulders. "I don't know. We just went and recovered the body. Perhaps you should go and ask their kage. Though, good luck entering the village. Their village has been on lockdown for a long," she said with a pause before continuing, "long time. Getting in won't be easy unless you want to piss off the village by busting your way in."

Soon after, however, the pain in her skull begins to happen again. A familiar chanting could be heard echoing and booming through her brain. The man returned to talking about himself, causing Nanami to slip back into her coma-like state. Lights were on, but nobody was home.

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Please, shut the fuck up.​

Please, shut the fuck up.​

Please, shut the fuck up.​

Please, shut the fuck up.​

Her attention was grabbed, once again by a kid breaking into the bar and finding his way towards us. He exerted his dominance, eating while staring everyone in the eye and spoke the ferocious word of "Hi". Raising a brow, after breaking out of the inevitable BSOD face from hearing the man constantly talk about himself, inflating his own ego. She looked at the boy for a moment before a blush came over her face. "Oh my god! You're so cuuuute!" she said as she bent down and grabbed the boy and hugged the shit out of him. She swung him around in a smothering fashion. She has a bad habit of hugging cute things. However, the last thing she did this with turned out to be a demonic pony that wanted to have sex with her. Perhaps this kid isn't as lewd.

Her 'girling out' ended when she heard an off-pitch. Water spouted everywhere, splashing on the ground and around the bar. Blinking, she dropped the boy and looked towards the.... singing tap. What the hell is going on now?​

 

[Rakujo Yumeko]

Naikishin would sigh slightly, relieved that the man who spoke far too much didn't start speaking, but instead, someone who stood almost a foot shorter than him had arrived, still eating. Though soon after the kid had arrived, he would notice an almost piercing whistling coming from somewhere nearby, but he couldn't be bothered to find where it was coming from. He would soon look at Nanami, noticing that she also stopped paying attention to the man who spoke far too much. He was unsure if she had caught what he had said to her. He would nudge her slightly before whispering to her. "Did you catch what I said, Nanami?" He would say to her, leaning towards her, so that none of the others could hear what he was whispering about, aside from Nanami.

 

[Sanyu]

[col]

○ Can I Play? ○​

Well that was a pretty tame response to his appearance at first. Nobody had really taken notice of his actions, receiving a simple wave from one of the members of this little ragtag group. That was until a high pitch squeel was heard by everyone and Jihoon was lifted off the ground.

Swung around in the air like some sort of doll by some strange woman wasn't he worse thing to happen to this child, however, evidence that he was still a "growing" boy and was in the early stages of puberty began to poke at the woman's stomach. Could you blame the poor boy? Perpetually stuck in this body, no longer able to grow and age, he'll possibly be poppin' one whenever someone grabs him this way, he wasn't sure nor was he really interested in what he liked.

After a while though he got irritated being swung around by this woman, the anger coupled with embarrassment caused the area to tremble with increased gravity. "Get the hell off me." He whined will trying to push away from the woman, unknowingly also pushing at her chest. To his surprise there wasn't much there, but that didn't deter Jihoon Jr, however he was somewhat confused. "A... Are you a cross dresser?"

He didn't mean to be rude or anything, in his travels he has met many ladyboys, it wasn't anything to be ashamed of, however not all of them wished to be outed. However, it was always fun to see how other people would react to the truth, especially the people that planned on taking them home that night. Fun times in moon country.

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[Ko]

The water would continue to pour out of the tap. Some of it was Katsuro, others were just poor water droplets that got caught up in the movement along with backing up all the sewer systems within Soon's Haven. Soon the town would start to smell of clogged toilets, raw sewage and worse smells. Hopefully the Merchant Lords had a lot of money to fix this problem because it was going to get smelly up in this town and Katty was sure enough not going to stay around that long as long as he could get away from this place before they found him to be the culprit. Beheading would be seen as a usual smart option as but how would you be able to behead water? I guess making him slowly evaporate would be a pretty awful way to die...

The Mednin would be about half way through the process of being able to turn him back into a full fleshy human as he realised there were other people in the room that he was singing to. One of his watery ear lobes could hear a couple of people talking in the background of the room that he was about to apparate into. It was too late to go in stealthy as the tap was gushing out water and he had been singing for the last ten seconds pretty awfully. Might as well go in for a fantastic and huge entrance that would cause a huge applause from everyone. He wasn't usually a showman but if you were already singing to a crowd you might as well go all the way.

"Come with me and you'll be in a world of imagina-' Suddenly he felt his body move in the sink as the gravity started to increase,and started separating him in to two pieces. The water, trying its hardest to climb up the tap would stop and only trickle. Since he was still human and these were still body parts it was like something was trying to rip him apart."Ow! Ow! Fucking A this is painful!" he said as he tried to muster all his strength to pull himself together in the sink. Rising into a watery form of himself, albeit missing an arm, an ear and part of his side was missing like he had been mauled by a bear. "Can you please not do that whatever it is!" The ex Stone-nin would growl a little as he used his other hand like a claw machine and grabbed his other body parts from inside the tap system. "Yeesh you almost ripped me apart!"

He would quickly change back into his non-liquidy form and find he was now standing in a pool of water by the now broken tap that was gushing water everywhere. "And great! Now my shorts are ruined. Not so 'easy to wear' now are they?" He would jump out of the sink and land, frowning while he took his wet shorts and evaporated the water away. "There! Good as new... Oh sorry umm... am I interrupting something?" Looked like he dropped into a huge conversation while he was having fun ruining the sewers of the town he so loved.

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[Kari]

If she had to, she'd kill everyone in her path. Terrifying. Truly. She tacked on the threat of heading there herself; from what she suggested, it was effective suicide. Not that adding people to her party would lessen that end result; she was holding her one life as some kind of threat. To those who were more familiar to her, it may've been more concerning, but the others -- Kimiko alone, at least -- were strangers. She seemed so hellbent on this suicide mission that she didn't consider the demi-demon's offer to seek aid from the other nations to free the country. At the very least, she might've seeked more than the five before her by talking to the leaders the demon was marrying into. That seemed the smartest method to her, at the very least.

She was dumbfounded by her attack on the new kid. Cute? He wasn't some kind of kitten. The boy didn't seem too fond of the attack either, immediately wrestling his way out of her grip and calling her a ..cross dresser? Had she heard that correctly? So then, the boy thought she wasn't much of a woman? Kimiko chuckled to herself. Perhaps this was better -- a change of pace from the grim dark, suicidal conversations Nanami was wanting to have.

Then made the appearance of yet another: a man capable of changing his from into some entirely liquid state. Strange, but simply bizarre in this world wasn't enough to surprise her anymore. His rematerialization wasn't a quiet process; rather, it interrupted the brief change of discussion that had occurred. "Hi," she'd answer to his half-apologetic greeting. "Don't think you could've used a more conventional means of travel?" she'd jab. The rest of the party was being chummy amongst themselves; perhaps this aquaman could take her place.

"And how do you feel about 'cutting your worldly ties?'" she added.

WC: 313
Short post is short. Gomen.​

 

[Tsukino Nanami]

</B>Chapter 9: Gates of Hell<B>Act 6: Immovable Object/Unstoppable Force​

Politically speaking, what Akkuma said about having allies from other nations help with the liberation of Fire Country is nothing more than a dream. A dream beyond what Nanami proposed.

• *Stone has nobody available to assist due to desertion and the fact that the leadership didn't seem to be around when she was there.
  
• *Cloud distrusts outsiders (ala their gate closures) so they have little to no reason to assist Nanami's adventure unless it was for their own gain.
  The only gains Cloud would have would be empirical in nature or for natural resources.
  Cloud wouldn't make a good ally in this venture.
  
• *Sand wouldn't make very good allies either due to their issues with the Cabal.
  Why go and solve the world's problems when they have an internal problem of their own?

Asking other villages for assistance is politically stupid at the current moment. No village had good reason to join her cause and straw-manning the village as if they were going to help because of one 'influential' member marrying into the village doesn't give her hope. No, it's out-right lying about the good-nature of the village and of people in general. Sunagakure is thinking more about self-preservation rather than freeing oppressed people; to which Nanami couldn't blame.

She's on her own this time...
Which is why she's recruiting people, not nations...​

As she flailed with Jihoon in her arms, she turned and looked towards Naikishin and blinked a couple times. She hadn't caught what he said earlier after blanking out of existence a couple times. Her brain seemed to enter auto-pilot when the man started to talk about himself and his clan. Blah blah blahty blah. What else was she supposed to do? Listen? Listening would have been more painful then shutting off her brain as a form of self-preservation. She shook her head between moments of pure torture for Jihoon. "Could you repeat that for me?" she asked before feeling something poking her belly.

What's wrong with the people in this country and why are they so perverted? She looked at the boy for a moment, trying to analyze where the poking was coming from and after a quick analysis, a scowl turned into an impish, mischievous look on her face as she looked up at the clear-haired child before continuing for a brief moment. She felt a hand upon her chest, causing her to pause and let the boy go. It wasn't until she heard the words from the child, did her blood begin to boil. Closing her eyes for a brief moment and taking a deep breath, she started to count backwards from 10 down to 1 in her head.

~10.... 9...... 8...... screw this~

Yes, while this is happening, a man spilled out of a spout, breaking the tap that he spirited from (no pun intended) before Nanami reached over and grabbed the boy by the back of his collar and began to drag him out of the bar. "I'll be right back, Naikishin," she stated as she continued to pull the boy against his will. "I'm going to take you to a land where you there were 'ladyboys'," she said with a growling tone to the disrespectful child. "I'm going to take you to a place you Lilim call Stone Village," she said as a matter of punishment for the boy groping her and calling HER a 'ladyboy'. She said all of this before pushing the door of the bar open, dragging the boy behind her. "Once there, you're going to wish for death due to how bored you'll be. You'll find all the 'ladyboys' you will ever need there to satisfy your adolescent desires."​

 

[Rakujo Yumeko]

Naikishin would notice that the kid had spoken to Nanami, but wasn't much paying attention by this time. Even with the new addition who had arrived through the bathroom... somehow. He would continue to watch out a window as things happened, but would soon hear Nanami speak, asking him to repeat what he had said. "I said that after this is over, I'll pay for any clothes you need or want." He would say, still looking out the window, crossing his arms soon.

 

[Miroku Akkuma]

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So much seemed to pass while he watched and listened. Standing when most of the commotion seemed to end he spoke "I'm sorry I must leave I have business to attend to, but do think on what I said miss Nanami your cond are based on the assumption there are none within those walls who desire what you do." His eyes moved to the rest of the group resting for longer on the newcomers as he took them in. "I invite you all to my wedding, trust me you will know when it is on for it shall be quite the public affair. With a bow to the group he began to walk out of the establishment he would be sure to meet with everyone later on including the two newcomers they seemed quite intriguing to the demon.

"Oh and should any of you get boredom come to the Toraono Dojo and ask to see me..." He said in a devilish tone pausing before finally leaving the group to their own devices. How interesting it had been and how much he had learned in such a short time. This land was not letting him down when it came to interesting characters that was for sure. Perhaps he would find himself a few companions from this group only time would tell and only the fates knew for sure. Akkuma left on his hunt for those that had wished his family I'll intent.​

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Sorry for the delay was difficult to get signal been travelling, should be better from now on. Look forward to role playing with you all again soon. ^_^

 

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