The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Enter)

[Keigo Oen]

Harunabe Kano​

It had been such a long year, so much had happened and transpired, but overcoming was one of Kano's greatest ordeals within his personality, he was a very triumphant man, or growing man. He obviously was no older than Twenty-three. . . at best, and with his soft features some would mistake him for being sheltered, but under his cloth, something that would normally never be seen by those others around him, the scars of his childhood. Detrimental to his mind, those prevailing thoughts of a manner that was taken from him, his early ages, stripped from him for the fear that he would have to fight like he did long before. Though, this was not the time to be thinking about such things he merely wanted to relax. Without his mother around he hadnt talked to many people over the last year. . .

For good reason. . .

Without her, he felt, lost. She helped him have purpose. Always protecting her from the evils of the world even after she had shown him her happiness with her new husband, even to her dying days. Now without her, his focus turned to the village, using his duty as a way to help those around him. His honor greatly outshining his past in that aspect, but no one had ever known what had happened on those long cold winter nights, no one would understand why he was so withdrawn these days. . . but there seemed to be a stirring within him, for more and for better, for the chance to do something great with his life and to allow his mother to rest in peace. . . Maybe soon he would realize who he was meant to be. Meant for so much more, meant for something that would etch his name in his homes history forever. . .

He had to find his purpose. . .

So, with a long white shirt he would leave his horse, most trusted comrade aside from the wolves he rescued long ago. . . whom would come later. . ., some black shorts trimmed in purple and gold, seemingly his favorite colors, he would make his way into the hot springs, paying the door man for an area and a towel, he would cool himself off from the stresses of his work schedule. Well, not so much cool off, but loosen up. Maybe this would be the beginning. . . the beginning of something greater something. That phrase, 'welcome to the beginning of the rest of your life. . .' always playing, but could this be the day things got interesting once again? Something to give him the drive to push himself? If so~ it would have to find him with his towel-like pillow he would be found resting his head on, as the remainder of his body would be submerged in a pool of warm water. . .

". . .Hm~ Lovely~. . ."

 

[Kokomo]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Open)

Aksuko Katzumi

iNPC

[This is a Retired PC that has been rewinded in age. If you did not know Aksuko Katzumi before the age of 20, you no longer know her.]

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Relaxation was, in fact, the key to a happy lifestyle! That is, of course, assuming it is not over done. From a medical standpoint, it was good to let your body recuperate and take deep breaths before continuing any sort of physical or mental work. It was, however, quite ironic, that the Mental Health Director herself, Aksuko Katzumi, failed to follow this simple medical procedure. She was quite often prone to knots in her back and headaches from stressing herself out and trying her hardest to make sure her clients and employees were top notch under her watch.

So, today, finally having enough of the pain in her back and in her head, the 20 year old medical angel relieved herself from work to take the day to head to the hot springs for a well over-due spa treatment. Arriving via horse-carriage, she paid the driver, with many thanks, and made her way inside. Even the lobby was steamy, and she eagerly paid for a towel and a room as she moved into the nearby changing rooms to take off her dirty uniform from work and put on a bathing suit that would feel much cooler in comparison. Stacking her clothes and bag into a small cubby, giving a thankful wave to the desk manager, she moved into one of the co-ed spring, stopping short as she realized there was another body presence who had just mumbled something to himself--or maybe he was addressing her?

"Oh, it is quite lovely, isn't it?" Doctor Aksuko was a 5'6" slender woman, with golden locks that fell down just past her waist. Her eyes a smoldering caramel brown, and her skin fair with the slightest splash of freckles on her nose and cheek bones. Her long legs stepped down the stone staircase into the hot pool, handing the towel on a bar by the steps as she waded in the hip-high steaming water, sitting across from the stranger. "Feels great on my muscles though. A well needed relaxation." Her raspberry lips parted to offer a sweetened smile, "Pleasure. Doctor Aksuko Katzumi." She introduced herself, offering a dainty hand to shake.

The stranger was a good looking fellow, who seemed just as in need of the bath as she was. His brown hair brushed across his head, and his physique strong with the regular toned muscle most Shinobi had--including the blonde, who had muscle tone from training, herself. But, this man gave off a positive vibe, the kind that was pleasing and inviting, which was a nice change from the recklessness of the streets and the hospital.

 

[Sanageyama Masaoko]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Open)

The scurry sound of the proprietor echoed somewhere behind her. She heard his happy feet dance madly down the hall and towards the front desk. Haruka assumed he was probably in the middle of cleaning the changing stall she usually procured. It was a weekly visit she did in secret. Secret because she knew if her family caught wind of it, one or more of the elderly ones would ask to accompany her. As much as she loved her Oba-Chan and her great aunts, sometimes alone time was what she needed. Well, she always needed to be alone. The young Shima was quiet in nature, taught to hold her tongue and speak only the necessary things, and she had the habit of always being in her own head. The drowning noise of everyone and their hustle was incoherent and unsatisfying to her. She dreamed of days gone by and those to come, never truly grounded in the present. Her job didn't present the opportunity to be alone, unless she secluded herself in studies. That was a rarity though. So, the hot springs was her only option. The elderly man who had taken her business for a few years caught on very quickly that she was private kind of person who liked her routines.

"Irrashaimase~" The bald headed man's voice chimed. He seemed regretful though as he greeted her with a bow, which she returned. He wrung his hands nervously, waiting for her to pull out a few small coins to pay for her visit. When the yen jingled onto the counter, he pulled out a key to her changing room. Again, Haruka bowed and took off down the hallway. The pitter-patter of her light steps carried in the quiet halls. Even the sliding of the screen door to enter her changing room was a thunderous roar. The silence was perfect though. Haruka held her timely as she slowly took off her clothing, slipping into her bathing outfit. She studied the mirror, watching her hands carefully take out all the hair ornament's buried deep within her ravenous hair. She rarely ever let her hair down, and somehow it was like a sigh of relief to her locks. The woman wrapped a white towel tightly around herself and left her belongings in the safe keeping of the room.

Carefully she pulled open the door to the open bath she had frequented for years, her eagerness held back by the stern glare of her mannerisms. A woman never rushes. Unless a man is brought to your operating room bleeding out his eyes and puking up his guts. She actually smirked at the mantra in that moment. However, the smirk dropped as soon as she saw the two other human beings. She didn't necessarily frown, but she wanted to. Their voices hit her ears first, and then she saw them. Not really paying attention to their conversation, it was rude to eavesdrop (plus she didn't really care), the mednin assumed they were a couple. The woman seemed way to comfortable in front of that man to not know him in such a way. Haruka saw the woman, not really moved by her beauty, but noting it nonetheless. She was so relaxed. The man across the way was different though. Where she was exuberant with happiness, he showed withdrawal that Haruka could spot a mile away. It was how she felt against the world. His black haired contrasted harshly against his lover's blonde curls.

Haruka finally paid attention to see that they were not in fact connected. The woman was introducing herself. The Shima woman felt herself puller her towel closer to herself. She stepped out to the edge of the pool, making herself known politely. If she happen to catch either of their eyes, she would give a slight bow of the head to apologize for stepping into their conversation or even being in the same area. Underneath it all, Haruka was cursing the establishment and it's lack of propriety. He should of warned her of the other visitors, but she understood his reservations in deterring Haruka from using his services. Still holding the towel, she sunk into the water. Until her chest was submerged in the pond, she kept it wrapped tightly. Sopping went, she hung it over the side of the spring. She closed her eyes, trying not to involve herself in their exchange. However, she heard the name of the woman and wanted to drown herself. The doctor was well known, and even Shima Haruka had worked under Aksuko-San in her residency at the psych ward. She doubted the blonde would recognize her. Actually, she prayed she didn't. Closing her almond eyes, Haruka sunk back against the edge of the pond, holding back a sigh of relief.

 

[Keigo Oen]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Open)

Harunabe Kano​

Snakes. The animal most known for deceit and despair. They slithered their ways into the hearts of man, only to lead them down paths of selfish goals for money, riches, power, and fame. They were scum of the earth. . . and ran a muck of disheartened nature arouse. Kano being a man of the mask, knew this all too well. The tactics it took to simply mask the fate of another, to lead them down a hall of lies and into a room of transgressions, only to be captured and swallowed by the hell hounds of life that wanted one thing. Your life. Without that you were nothing, and they knew this all too well. Coming in many shapes and sizes, bolstering in many ways and sways. This was the ways of the night, those demons that constantly tormented him so, constantly making him realize how evil this world truly was. . . there were few that would understand and fathom the ideas that he had been trained to believe. . . To be cold and distant always. . . never making and allowing his heart to succumb to such things. . . however, it was his mother that taught him to allow his heart to flow with the wind. . . when the time came of course.

There were now two as Kano, didnt move until the first woman continued chimed at him, lifting his head slightly as he would see the delectably gorgeous woman gliding into the room, her body seemed to glisten in the light of the sauna temperate room and her beauty would make most men's mouths water for more. To see her body cast naked on the pearl beaches, to ravage her body over and over again without even knowing her name nor what she stood for. . . That was not Kano. Yes, he may not have been a virgin in body. . . but he kept his body pure from those thoughts. . . and with her provocative approach. He could tell she was quite comfortable with her appearance, which she had full right to be. Flaunting such things would also allow others to apply such other labels. Harlets were in the hearts of men everywhere, men wished to have nights with them. . . though would they ever have a delicate conversation? Decent beyond comprehension. . .? It would be soon that he would figure many of his questions out. Though, he was not rude to judge. . . After all, she was a doctor. That said something about her mind, right?

Then the second woman. . . refined in her features, delicate like the first. Though withdrawn. Her face reeked of loss. Maybe even betrayal. Wrapped in a towel concealing her figure, only showing her legs but thats not what he was interested in. Beautiful women were like coal in a diamond mine, you found so many of them, and they seemed to be everywhere, but where was the diamond. . .? Where was the one that captivated the senses, and enchanted his mind with glorious thoughts, ones that had goals and ambitions. . . the diamonds that had to be cleaned off. . . Kano wanted the diamond that had been mined with a story to tell. . . A Diamond that potentially came from a freak accident and was the only one of its kind to survive. That rare but subdued blood diamond. To be fair, he didnt know what coming to the hot springs today would bring but he was obviously in a predicament here, as the second woman locked eyes with him and bowed before submerging herself into the waters being sure not to show off her curves. . .

So, he had a decision to make, to take the woman, now known to him by the name Katzumi, or to acknowledge the brunette first. . . oh the decisions, but he had a plan not to disrespect either of the women, tilting his head to Katzumi, he would bring up a single digit emerging from the water, his index, almost as if he was telling her to hold on, ". . .It is disrespectful to share subtleties within such a confined area without giving your name miss. . . Though your bow was indeed respectful. My mother taught me to never enter someone's presence without. . . speaking. However~", turning back to the blonde, he was also reminded by something else his mother told him, 'The snakes of man tend to speak first. . .', not that he believed this woman meant ill towards him, but he was a mother's boy. His mother was all he had for a long time . . . only seeing how his father treated him he never wished that on another. (Edit, this makes sense to add in) Turning back to the other woman her quietness also alluring to him something he noticed personally from his ANBU work, that you always have to watch the quiet ones. . . (end of edit) So, he would hold a hand out to both women simultaneously, ". . .Hello, my name is Harunabe Kano. It is a pleasure to meet you both. I do hope we may trade pleasant conversation. . .", nodding his hands would stay extended to both women to see which would take his hand. . . this was not a test, well, maybe a small one but he would get to that. . . next~.

 

[Kokomo]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

More movement from the lobby. Today, it seemed, was a good day to relax and enjoy the precious gift of life that Raiden had so blissfully given to them. A woman, shrouded in a towel and highly bashful in behavior moved into the room, giving a nod and bow of her head to show respect as she slid into the room. Her body gave signs of uncomfortable feelings, and perhaps even seeming conflicted, Katzumi analyzed, her head turning back to the man who had placed his finger up to the hand she had raised to shake his.

Her hand slunk back into the water, clutching into a fist in her lap as her head looked upwards towards the ceiling of the cave-like spring. The man made a jab at the woman, and how she was being disrespectful. Kat's head turned back down, cocking an eyebrow at him and his acclamation. "It's best not to interrupt people having a conversation..." She murmured to herself, her eyes darting down to the water as she watched the different light refractions change the shape of her long and tiring hands.

The man, at this point, would introduce himself, sticking out a hand to both of them, and Kat would look at his hand for a moment. He had denied her handshake, and for a moment, the cynic in her dared her not to acknowledge his polite move. After a pause she would reach forward, her caramel eyes locking with his as she gave a firm and professional handshake (as a doctor, she had been giving so many of these, it was second nature) before waiting for his cue to draw her hand away, dropping it back into her lap.

"Doctor Aksuko Katzumi," Kat said, directing her attention to the woman, "Kat." She instructed her preferred nickname, giving a slight smile to the woman who clutched to her soaking towel. Kat's hand raising awkwardly to fiddle with her large blonde bun on top of her head, she wasn't quite sure what to say, for the first time in her life.

 

[Sanageyama Masaoko]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

She thought she had escaped them by closing her eyes to sink back and relax, but the man's voice called to her. Like a short, violent dunk of her head underwater, she was whipped back into their reality. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, head tilting forward to gaze at the man. She saw him square on, studying his face more carefully now. His eyes a reflection of her own, they seemed distant and calculating. The Shima woman bowed her head again after his light jab at her rudeness. She acknowledge respectfully that she hadn't taken the best course of actions, but she felt as if some manners she had been taught outweighed others. Introductions were not always necessary, especially to strangers she had no intention of getting acquainted to. And, the woman stifled back a laugh as the slighted blonde made a fair point. It seemed they were all at fault with some form of impoliteness. The well mannered medic ninja felt as if she hadn't really offended him in any way, but he probably used his opening line as a smooth transition to introduce himself to her. The doctor too offered her name, so Katzumi really didn't remember Haruka. Not that she should have though. She was just one passing face in the hall among hundreds of students that she had probably seen over the years. Although, Katzumi was not really much older if not the same age as Haruka.

The blonde seemed to slink into a quiet reserve after introductions. Now, Shima Haruka was offered a choice to shake his hand as well. She felt the need to interject beforehand though. Her almond orbs of shining nobility rested lightly on his hand before glancing back into his gaze. "Forgive my transgression. I did not mean to be so rude. However, who was to say this wasn't a business meeting between you? Where was my place to interject on such an occasion between partners? I thought it impertinent to introduce myself in such a public of place as this. However I am pleased to meet you both, Harunabe-Sama...Aksuko-San. I am Shima Haruka." She merely gracefully bowed, rejecting a hand shake. Maybe she was old fashion, but hand shakes were for men. Her mother had seemed to burn in Haruka's mind that a bow showed a deeper sign of respect and grace.

She had to agree with her mother. There was something more vulnerable about a bow to a handshake. Averting one's eyes away from a stranger and prostrating themselves, well it showed trust. To take your gaze away from another, who could easily overcome you in that moment, showed such a sign. Handshakes were fine, but she found them brutish in manner. The forceful grip of the hand. Her mother's grace held close to her heart since she was small. She had adopted these old thoughts passed down her maternal line. Her mother had hailed from the Haku clan in Cloud. She was betrothed to her father because of the natural grace and feminine beauty Haku woman had in their blood. Even though Haruka did not bear the name of Haku, she did her best to represent her mother as if she had.

[Culture note: Haruka addressed Harunabe with Sama and Katzumi with San. It wasn't to say she was disrespecting Katzumi with a lower honorific. The term -San often means doctor too ^^]

 

[Keigo Oen]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

Harunabe Kano​

Imagine. . . to be in a room with to rivaling beauties, something that most men would beg to Raiden above for. Though this was not the fact with Kano, he knew already what he wanted. It was surely in this room with looks, but who could it be? Looks were not everything this man wanted. . . he was stoic in his approach his hands meeting both of theirs, both having differing ways they greeted, and acted. Somehow he thought that maybe they knew one another from this life or one they both had previously lived. There was alot to notice, alot to take in and alot to process. Ever calculating, ever the thinker Kano had become over the last year. Losing someone you love does that to you, you find out that life is too short to think about petty things. . . but to take life either more serious or reckless. Kano was not reckless. . . nor did he care about what people thought about his mindset. He was a solid mountain of thoughts. He was hollow though. . . once you got through. . . you would be able to know everything.

First. He would release their hands, sinking back into the pool for a moment, silence. . . ever the apparent silence as he gathered his thoughts and began to run them through his head, maybe it was too much to place in thought for now but, he knew that with this, they would be gaining an opinion of him as he began to take note to each of them. This round's lose. . . Katzumi. Her sudden meek nature completely overshadowing the fact she had just been bubbly and smiles moments before the woman would enter the room, whom was now noted to be Shima Haruka. And now~? She was quiet and mumbling, maybe with how things were going he would find more out about her to make a proper judgement of her character. Though judgement was not the word that best fit this situation. . . seemed a bit rude.

Then, there was Haruka. Elegant with her reserved beauty. She didnt seem like the type that would so easily share her story with someone. This intrigued Kano, and as he would thinking to himself, everything would begin to make more sense, they were essentially yin and yang. Kano was the balance beam and which one would weigh out more in the end? Haruka had spoken about clear logics. Which was quite true from her point of view and with how things had been going~ He would get a leak of who she really was under that cold demeanor. . . he would soon find out as he knew she was looking at him like he looked at her. Like a mirror. The reflection being himself to herself and vice versa. "So, Aksuko-san and Shima-san, it is very wonderful to be in the presence of you both in a warm gentle night such as this. . . To relax and enjoy another's company. . . to have two in the midst, its twice as riveting." now that he would have said that he felt it would be completely fine for him to do, tilting his head and gazing more directly to Haruka first. . .

"Well, Shima-san, you spoke earlier about this being a potential business meeting~ yet you entered into this home of minds enchanting the room with your subtleties and sandy eyes. You remind me alot of myself. . . something deeper locked into your eyes something that we can relate one another with.", nodding he couldnt help but smile warmly into her direction, his soft masculine features. . . even showing more sincerity within them, his eyes becoming slightly more welcoming but still distant enough to allow her to know his guard was still up. He didnt want there to be any communication errors, the last thing he needed was to lead her into something false and not full hearted. "Aksuko-san. . . To you. . . I wonder if we have any similarities at all, you are a very vibrant one but when I spoke recently it seemed the cat had taken your tongue and made you become quite meek. If I at all offended you with my words, I am sorry as this was not the case of me saying, but I am taken that you would so quickly change so easily after something I may have said. . .", not like it mattered, it wasnt like she was trying to get with Kano, she had only shown kindness to him. . . and Kano being the man he was just too blunt precautions.

"Please let me know if what I am thinking is right or wrong. . . I'm both intrigued and interested in your beings. Something has brought you here today. . . and maybe this may potentially lead to greater conversations in our futures. . .", oh well but meh~ Kano would not push any further for now, he needed to make sure his mind and heart was in the right place before diving deeper into unceremonious thoughts. . . but if there was any game to be played right now? Haruka was in the lead.

 

[Kokomo]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

It was not normal. This man before her was not normal. Something about him was strange and different. The way he thought was odd, and occasionally a bit harsh. It was prevalent in his face, and the way he addressed the ladies that he was taught different mannerisms than they. One was never to miss an opportunity to keep their mouth shut! And Kat, in this moment, had not missed the opportunity.

However, her company turned his attention away from the blonde towards the brunette---ah, yes, of course--and somehow, he seemed to be belittling her. What was he doing? Kat turned her head, still keeping her comments to herself as she leaned back and settled more comfortably into the hot and steamy pool, closing her eyes as the two exchanged a few words.

But, Kano then addressed her. She once more considered pretending not to hear him, but found it would be nearly impossible to do in such a small crowd. Opening one eye, she gave him a glance before sitting back up, the hair at the nape of her neck now wet. Her smoldering eyes immediately burning in eye contact as he began to speak. He made a pun about a cat, and her head tipped down as she raised he eyebrows in disbelief. Her? Meek? She looked around for a moment as though he were addressing someone else before her dangerous eyes would lock back with his, "Oh," Her fine eyebrows were furrowed still, clearly he had confused her, "No, sir, I just know my place." Knowing when to talk and when not to speak was a blessing. It wasn't often that people knew these limits--and here he was, disgusted by her ability to do so.

"Please, excuse me for being brash, Kano-San," She began, trying to tread the ice she walked upon metaphysically, carefully. "But is there something you'd like to share with me?" Katzumi asked, a single eyebrow raising, her chin still tipped down to show the intensity of her thoughts at the moment, "You seem to be turning away from me, as though I am, somehow, putting you on edge." Did he think he could hide that from a Psych-Analyzer? "Am I doing something that is making your uncomfortable? If I am, I'd be more than willing to leave." She didn't want to impede on his relaxation because he couldn't keep his thoughts pure, or whatever his issue with her was. She was willing to leave and head back to her desk for more paper work.

 

[Sanageyama Masaoko]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

She was clearly not amused by the man's coy words. And, she certainly wasn't here to enjoy others' company. How hard was it to ask for one night alone? Haruka truly wanted to slip herself under the warm water and drown out the noise. Still, she sat perfectly still, eyeing the man across her way. Holding her inner urge to roll her eyes and protest that they were in fact far different. The young Shima clanswoman took a moment to reflect on him. She was more irritated than level headed in the moment, making his statement seem like a bothersome garble. However, when he smiled her icy mind melted slightly. She saw a slip of cold sadness behind the brown of his eyes. They shared the same glare in their eyes, like he had mentioned. Something she could reach out and connect with. He was right to say that they could relate possibly. However, she sensed he was hiding moments and feelings behind those eyes. It wasn't hard to see for her, she hid herself away everyday too. So, Haruka let a small smile slip from her unamused stare.

The woman settled more comfortably in the water, the fringes of her ebony hair floated on the surface. The warm worked against the natural cold of her Haku skin. Somehow, she always felt slightly frozen, as if her blood pumped shards of crystal snow within her veins. Her almond eyes drew to the surface of the water, unable to watch him so uncomfortably interact with the blonde and beautiful doctor. He spoke so openly for one who did not know this stranger. To her, he was brazen, but to most he was just making friendly conversation. She would never make assumptions of another's character as fast as he did. Well, not out loud at least. It was like gazing at a screeching train wreck for her and under the embarrassment she fell more silent than before. Katzumi's aggravated and quick stamp back at him was something she'd only think to say in her head. Something told Haruka, by the way Katzumi held herself and spoke, that she was the daughter of a very privileged family. It would only make sense why Katzumi had such a decorated spot at the hospital at such a young age. It would even further explain why she had been so cordial and introduced herself to Kano in the first place. This back and forth tennis match of words was something Haruka was fine in missing out on.

She merely peeked up at Kano as he spoke of chance meetings. She believed in fate, but was Kano the path that the universe was trying to guide her to? What was the benefits of knowing this guarded man? Before she could think anymore, Katzumi broke the silence with her brazen attitude. She didn't see how Katzumi knew that he was on edge. In fact, Haruka didn't even know if the doctor was right. But, one thing was for certain...Please, can I just drown myself now? The noble woman couldn't really stand much more of this game. It made her extremely uncomfortable. And, well, if she was thinking rather high of herself, it felt like he was pitting the women against each other. She most certainly wouldn't compete for attention from a man like him, if that was the case. It was insulting to her character and rather vile. She decided to cut her losses for today and move on to somewhere else. Her hand lifted from the water, grabbing the soaked towel that was beginning to dry. She stood up, briefly showing off her curves before wrapping herself up. "Excuse me. I realized that there is some work I must get to at the hospital. It is a rudeness to leave so abruptly, but I must. It was a pleasure meeting you two." She bowed to both of them and stepped out, all without being frantic. She hoped to escape through the sliding door before either of them stopped her. If she did, Haruka would vanish just as quickly as she came.

[Topic left, unless stopped]

 

[Keigo Oen]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

Harunabe Kano​

There seemed to be alot going on and he had been hasty with words and actions. As much made apparent with how Katzumi questioned him and he would get to her. . . but he wanted her to rant and ask him everything on her mind without the inhibitions his tongue would give his mind and body softened and taking the blows of her words became much apparent on his face, the quite cautious man would often be told even in the ANBU waves that his over thinking saved lives but it was too much other times. So, with a deep sigh and a deep huff under his breath he would calm his ever analyzing mind before looking up to Katzumi, smiling weakly but still charmful. "I am dreadfully sorry. I didnt wish for my analytical thinking to get this far. It has clouded my judgement of you and for that I am sorry Aksuko-san. If my words at all have made you feel less than the wonderful being you are and have shown. . . Then I too apologize for that as well.", nodding he would pinch the bridge of his nose sighing again, this was beginning to get out of hand so much that the other woman, Haruka. . . Was trying to leave.

Though, normally he would not stop her from leaving he had caused her to leave, he knew she was resting from work, so why would she just up and leave if he had not made things so overly awkward. Bringing his hands arching back next to his head and with every bit of upper body strength he had by planting his palms against the surface of the floors, he'd manage to flip his water logged body from the water flashing the muscles he hid under his relaxed and toned physique. "Please." he'd speak reaching out for her soft skin, he wasnt sure if he would make it to her, but if he managed to softly even graze her skin trying to stop her he'd continue.

". . .Dont let my nature push you away. You and I have alot in common. Confrontation may push you away from a situation while I've spent the last year using conflict to ease the pain of my loss. Please, stay Shima-san. I will repay you both for everything I've said and done. If you would allow. I'm a nicer being than I have shown you. . .", Kano could see his mother in Haruka. . . and it was like if she walked out the door. . . a piece of him would die again. Leading him back into that dark place, back into the darkness. . . back deeper than the coffin he kept hidden under his bed with his father's soul ever trapped and forever stalled in purgatory.

If he didnt manage to catch her~, then with the wind she would vanish, leading him to sink down almost causing the tears of that loss of his mother to come out once again. His heart seemingly stopping in its tracks and leading him to want to end it again. Poison himself. . . Kano needed help? Yeah. The euphoria of the poison euphorium was a hell of a way to get over his problems sometimes, deep with Sake and sushi. . . always got his mind off everything. Maybe this was self destruction. Though this was no pity party. . . it was literally the emotions that he held deeply within him for so long.

This wasnt good. . .

[Attempting to stop Haruka on her own conditions. She may leave if she wishes but that is up to her]

 

[Kokomo]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

[SKIP - I cannot post until Haruka does.]

 

[Kokomo]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

[Topic Left Due To Inacitivty...]

 

[Keigo Oen]

Re: The devil went down to Joe-Jah. . . (Private - PM to Ent

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