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jigokulogs2022-09-13 01:41 pm
sisterlyshield) wrote in jigokulogs2022-09-13 01:41 pm
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[Closed] Beauty in a Blade
Who ⬤ Kisara, Kojirou
What ⬤ It's just a friendly spar.
When ⬤ Early / Mid-September
Where ⬤ The Eye of the Tiger Fitness Club
Content Warnings ⬤ N/A — Will update accordingly.
[Kisara would like to say that she's sufficiently mapped out the Enma territory and perhaps, for the most part, she has. There are some details here and there that she's sure she's missing out on, but considering she hasn't been in this world, in this circumstance for too terribly long, she's pleased with the progress she's made so far. Shuten territory is a little different. All of the other territories are, though. It will require a bit more time and patience to more appropriately get an understanding and from she can gather, if she's supporting the Enma, that familiarity is going to eventually be required.
Her attention is on the surroundings. The hustle and bustle. Lots of food. Bright lights. It's colourful and vibrant. Almost seems like it'd be difficult to get away with anything here given the nature of the place, but maybe the foot traffic would disguise one's actions as much as darkness or other subtle and covert operations. After a moment's consideration, her head tips. Alphen's somewhere out here, isn't he? It'd be a good idea to come by again and see what kind of information she can get out of him. But today, that won't be happening.
Instead, she's here for a completely different reason. Mapping and charting are just a bonus along the way. After some asking, because she isn't afraid to ask questions of the locals, despite the way some eye her up and down and understandably hesitate at the sight of her armoured up, she's confidently on her way. This Kojirou... he's an interesting man. She takes into stock what she knows of him as she makes way for the gym that he made mention of to her. Fights with a sword. Has a way with words.
Swords are cunning weapons. There's finesse and elegance to them. They require precision and striking movements. It's objectively much prettier than anything she's doing with a clunky shield and mace. She'll be at a disadvantage, she imagines. Arriving in this world, she didn't even get her tower shield. Or rather, it was retrieved from her under the potential she'd see it again later. Earn it back. And the mace that lingers in it.
Until then, she's left with relatively unimpressive pieces. She can make due, though.
At the gym in question, Kisara takes immediate stock of its accents. What it provides. To whom it caters. The arena space itself seems like it'll suffice. In the back of her mind, she can't help wondering what she's gotten herself into. Settling a hand upon her hip, she examines those passing by. All she needs now is to find the man of the hour. Or he'll find her. It is possible that in this world, she may stand out. Perhaps as much as she did back in Dahna.]
What ⬤ It's just a friendly spar.
When ⬤ Early / Mid-September
Where ⬤ The Eye of the Tiger Fitness Club
Content Warnings ⬤ N/A — Will update accordingly.
[Kisara would like to say that she's sufficiently mapped out the Enma territory and perhaps, for the most part, she has. There are some details here and there that she's sure she's missing out on, but considering she hasn't been in this world, in this circumstance for too terribly long, she's pleased with the progress she's made so far. Shuten territory is a little different. All of the other territories are, though. It will require a bit more time and patience to more appropriately get an understanding and from she can gather, if she's supporting the Enma, that familiarity is going to eventually be required.
Her attention is on the surroundings. The hustle and bustle. Lots of food. Bright lights. It's colourful and vibrant. Almost seems like it'd be difficult to get away with anything here given the nature of the place, but maybe the foot traffic would disguise one's actions as much as darkness or other subtle and covert operations. After a moment's consideration, her head tips. Alphen's somewhere out here, isn't he? It'd be a good idea to come by again and see what kind of information she can get out of him. But today, that won't be happening.
Instead, she's here for a completely different reason. Mapping and charting are just a bonus along the way. After some asking, because she isn't afraid to ask questions of the locals, despite the way some eye her up and down and understandably hesitate at the sight of her armoured up, she's confidently on her way. This Kojirou... he's an interesting man. She takes into stock what she knows of him as she makes way for the gym that he made mention of to her. Fights with a sword. Has a way with words.
Swords are cunning weapons. There's finesse and elegance to them. They require precision and striking movements. It's objectively much prettier than anything she's doing with a clunky shield and mace. She'll be at a disadvantage, she imagines. Arriving in this world, she didn't even get her tower shield. Or rather, it was retrieved from her under the potential she'd see it again later. Earn it back. And the mace that lingers in it.
Until then, she's left with relatively unimpressive pieces. She can make due, though.
At the gym in question, Kisara takes immediate stock of its accents. What it provides. To whom it caters. The arena space itself seems like it'll suffice. In the back of her mind, she can't help wondering what she's gotten herself into. Settling a hand upon her hip, she examines those passing by. All she needs now is to find the man of the hour. Or he'll find her. It is possible that in this world, she may stand out. Perhaps as much as she did back in Dahna.]
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But the decor is a secondary concern. The place was cheap to rent (Kojirou still hasn't figured out a job here and he's not the type to carry much money around regardless) and all the equipment works. There is much to be said for something that simply works well, even if the outside is hideous.
Luckily, his actual target today is not even that. Her outside appearance certainly matches her words and ways, and it's something he confirms the second she walks into the gym. ]
I see the picture you placed on the application was no exaggeration, Lady Kisara. I am Sasaki Kojirou.
[ The Assassin class Servant slides in out of the edge of perception, hopping off a bench and letting himself be known. Unlike his fellow Assassins, Kojirou could not turn invisible to the senses, his skill at hiding his presence was altogether mundane, limited to seeming insignificant and hiding his own power, but that also meant that it was knowledge that nobody could take away.
Not that he ever uses those skills for anything but popping out of nowhere to greet potential opponents. ]
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