Post by EriChar on Jun 30, 2015 9:10:36 GMT -5
Ishika Daiyuu "Performance and ploy can make for the most potent of powers.." Colour Code:#01DF74 |
Our lady lead’s curiosity having be piqued by the performance of the purple eyed stranger, as the crowd murmured nervously around her, the girl resisted a temptation to step closer to him and investigate the matter first hand. Intrigued by his skills but unknowing his character, while there was a delight in what he did to his foe with such seeming lack of effort, the predacious Miss Ishika decided to stalk this prey a while before she went in for more. Green light from her eyes seeming to follow her target like a panther’s in the night, as the gathering still struggled to make sense of what had happened, another surprise erupted in front of the woman’s which would earn even more interest.
A companion, and a cute too… The sight of a smaller framed female strutting into her line of sight, the dark mistress could see that this girl was likely familiar with the finely formed fighter. While everyone else in the scenario had taken a step back, this young woman had taken a step toward the lad with shirt splitting skill, implying at least to the character guessing eye of our black clad protagonist that she had the courage or confidence to know she wouldn’t be harmed by him.
Flesh can be cut as readily as cloth, with the right intentions… Doubtlessly holding back when he cleaved only the clothing of the attacker he faced, from what she observed of the strike that stunned the swordsman, she had no doubt that put to better use such a strike could have resulted in far more ‘colour’ in their surroundings.
Yet for whatever reason, such desire was found lacking in this design… Whoever this boy was, he had sent a warning with his blow, a message to all who challenged him to back off or face more. Whatever his reason for this, it certainly did seem a bit of a fresh breath of air compared to the shoot first and shoot again later approach that many who rode the seas seemed to take.
Hardly a pacifist with those kind of talents, or, possibly a bad one. And then there’s the girl… Gathered crowds around still shocked as they furtively glanced at the pair, as the mixture of distance and whispers drowned out the sound of the conversation between the pair before her, the devotee of dark dress slipped behind the wary bodies and stepped in a slow arc as she tried to size up these strangers. Entranced by the martial artist as her quiet steps pulled her between the crowd that seemed wary of turning its back on this strange boy, Yuu prowled around the bodies like a jungle lioness, her vision darting between the duo as she speculated over their connection.
A lover, or… I suppose there’s a resemblance. Sibling or cousin might be more likely in this case. Let’s hope it isn’t both! Triangular eyes narrowing even further as she noticed the subtle similarities between the two, while their intimacy had initially implied something of a more romantic nature, as the girl strutted through the body built jungle she chuckled inwardly at the tiny implication she had made.
Just what kind of naughty pair are you…? Certain taboo’s far more common than institute would try to imply, it wouldn’t have been the first time that a worldly woman like this wicked one had found such sinful practice in operation.
It would add an even more incredible intrigue… Lacking siblings or even relatives of any distance at all, it was perhaps more difficult for the girl to correctly size up what levels of bonding was actually drawn from such cases, and in all honesty if this pair enjoyed such societal sin it would not have been a big issue for Yuu.
One I wouldn’t entirely misunderstand… Honestly, given the level of fondness she had for herself, in idle speculations on the matter Miss Ishika had found a level of temptation in some form of hypothetical twin. After all, what sort of person other than herself was worthy of such intimacy?
But regardless of their connection, why could they be here? Amusement kept to herself and pushed down as she realized the naughtiness of such ideas were distracting her, as she paused in the crowd and analysed the pair, she could scarcely see a reason for them being in the marketplace when all they did was cause fights.
With such a display they’re hardly making for a subtle presence on the island. Island practically swarming with the white locusts known as Marines, it only took a commotion too large or scream too loud for everyone’s fun to be interrupted. Busy little bees were these white bugs that they seemed to relish robbing the baser pleasures away from the populace, it certainly would have been a shame for a simple scrap to draw them down here and spook the rumoured merchant away from selling his special little item.
Unless, what if that’s the intention? Blinking, her eyes plucked away from the site of the siblings and cast around her as that subtle panic swept through her again, Daiyuu realized that for all of the excitement of the duel, it had taken even her own magnificent eyes away from the ‘prize’.
Oh, that would be very clever; sending your monkeys mummery to dance and dazzle whilst you do business away from prying eyes… What better way to keep one’s business a secret, the girl mused as she tried to alleviate herself of the group, than giving crowds and policemen something more interesting to eye? No doubt the forces of fairness and justice far more compelled to stop a fight than a shady sale, it didn’t take a terrible leap of the imagination to see even the swordsman as a party in a farce designed to rob people of their attention.
Whilst everyone is focused on this, who is there to watch what changes hands behind them? If these three were in cahoots as buffoons designed to turn the eyes from others, what and where was the real action taking place?