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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 27, 2013 19:11:06 GMT -8
Kazuya's house was located deep within Neutral Territory, close to his rebuilt bar/restaurant, The Dragon Fang. The Karate dojo he re-built was located in the front, and the interior is deceptively spacious despite its exterior proportions. Located behind the dojo was Kazuya's house that he built. The house was rather small and simple, at best, but surprisingly welcoming and relaxing. Immediately entering the house, there is a genkan, or entryway. The kitchen, located to the left and in the same area as the living room, is well equipped with a stove, a narrow fish grill (broiler), and an electric refrigerator, and across from the kitchen, was a small wooden table with four cushions that he used for anything and everything, and a pair of sliding doors that opened up to a meditative area and a small enclosed Japanese garden in the back. Across from the entryway was the bathroom, the toilet located away and separate from the bathroom, at the far right end of the house. Beside the bathroom, was a traditional Japanese styled room, or washitsu. It contained tatami flooring, shoji covering the window, fusuma separating it from the bathroom, an oshiire (closet) with two levels (for storing futon), and a wooden ceiling. Beside the room containing the toilet and a sink were stairs leading upstairs, where the bedrooms were located. |
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 27, 2013 19:12:00 GMT -8
Kazuya's bedroom contained a futon consisting of a shikibuton (bottom mattress) and a kakebuton (thick quilted bedcover). Behind the futon is a small alcove decorated with flowers and a hanging scroll hand-painted by Kazuya's father, Kane Hikari, and below the scroll, a large cushion, also known as Kuro's bed. Across from Kazuya's futon was a small closet, his jeans, t-shirts, and hoodie hung inside, as well as a closet drawer, where he stored his other clothing. Beside his closet was a small wooden table with two zabuton, one on each side. Behind the table was a pair of shoji doors, that lead to a wooden meditative area. Kaori's bedroom, though rather large in size for such a tiny infant, would eventually be turned into a real bedroom for when she was much older. The crib, hand-crafted and assembled by Kazuya, was pushed right up against the wall with a window set in it and the wall adjacent to it, and had a mattress with a white mattress cover and pillow and a thick, purple baby blanket on top. Across from the crib was a small closet, her kimonos and dresses hung inside, and a small white dresser beside the closet, where all her other clothing was stored. |
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 17, 2013 18:57:28 GMT -8
Mitsuki would waltz right up to Kazuya's front door and knock.
She was here to play with his daughter!
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 17, 2013 19:13:56 GMT -8
"Kee-yah!"
Mitsuki would hear the sound of a martial artist's cry issuing from the dojo behind her, followed by the sound of happy giggling. If she looked through one of the windows of the dojo, she would see Kazuya practicing on a Muk Yan Jong or wooden dummy, while seated in front of the altar with a picture on top, happily clapping away at her daddy's display, was Kaori.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 17, 2013 19:56:20 GMT -8
The sound caught her attention and she turned her body around, eyes searching. It wasn't until she heard giggling did her feet start stepping toward the dojo. She would step into the dojo, eyes watching as Kazuya practiced on a dummy before sliding over to Kaori.
She wouldn't speak up- instead, she would wait until he finished, or until he noticed her, before saying anything.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 17, 2013 20:41:18 GMT -8
Seeing the door of the dojo slide open behind her daddy, Kaori would momentarily pause in her clapping, until she saw who it was that came in, and would begin making grabby hand motions at Mitsuki.
"Mitsuki! Mitsuki here!"
Kazuya immediately halting in mid-strike, he'd look at his baby daughter in mild confusion, before turning around, and sure enough, Mitsuki was here inside the dojo as she had happily exclaimed. Thankfully, Kazuya was wearing his complete Karate gi while he trained today, as opposed to wearing just his Karate pants, wristbands, and hachimaki when he normally trained.
"... Hello Mitsuki. Come to see and play with Kaori?"
Kaori climbing to her feet, little legs would take her across the wooden dojo floor and to Mitsuki, to be picked up by her, Kazuya not too far behind her, stopping a bit away from Mitsuki, his arms casually folded across his chest.
"Want Mitsuki! Want Mitsuki!"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 17, 2013 21:32:19 GMT -8
It didn't take long for Mitsuki to be spotted. She didn't think Kaori would notice, but it seemed she underestimated Kaori's sense of awareness. In reply to Kazuya's question, she would merely nod in confirmation; she was here to play with Kaori, to spend time with the little girl who had unknowingly wedged herself into a part of Suki's heart. Cutie.
Mitsuki would close the distance between herself and Kazuya's daughter before lifting the small Asian into her arms.
"Hi Ri." (Pronounced 'REE')
A gentle smile would cross her face before turning to look at Kazuya. She didn't mean to interrupt his training...and since Kaori seemed to have a blast watching her daddy fight a dummy...
"Do you want to watch your daddy train?"
If Kaori said yes, Mitsuki would walk over to an area where they would have clear view, set her down on her lap, and play with her hair while watching Kazuya train.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 17, 2013 22:51:31 GMT -8
"Hi Mitsuki!"
Kaori happily smiling back at Mitsuki, she'd following Mitsuki's gaze and look over at her daddy, who stood nearby, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, before happily clapping at Mitsuki.
"T... train? Watch daddy fight! Daddy a ninja!"
Well not quite, more like a samurai, but who was keeping track? After Mitsuki had sat down with Kaori in her lap, Kazuya would return to his sparring with the wooden dummy, Kaori happily giggling from both her daddy's display and from Mitsuki playing with her hair.
Kazuya would continue training for a little while longer before finishing up, as when Mitsuki had arrived, Kazuya was nearly done. Meanwhile, Kaori was busy playing with Mitsuki's hair back, looking up at her happily.
"Daddy done fight! Mitsuki want see house?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 18, 2013 9:14:00 GMT -8
Gah. Why were babies so cute?
She paid more attention to Kaori, braiding her hair and letting it fall loose than Kazuya's training. Memories of her own daughter, of braiding her hair before she left for school were threatening to flood her mind. Thankfully, Ri's tug to her hairs caught her attention, her cute little voice slicing through whatever thoughts she might have had.
She looked up at Kazuya, and Kaori was right- it seemed he was nearly complete.
"If your dad says it's okay."
Well, daddy? What say you?
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 18, 2013 10:56:41 GMT -8
Kazuya looking over at Mitsuki and Kaori after noticing her looking at him from the corner of his eye, he'd blink owlishly before nodding, Kaori clapping happily. After putting the wooden dummy away, Kaori would hold onto Mitsuki's hand while Kazuya led the way out of the dojo and into their house.
["Kaori, do you want daddy to go with you showing Mitsuki around the house, or do you want to show Mitsuki around by yourself?"]
Kazuya asked after turning around and crouching down in front of her, Kaori pondering her answer, before happily smiling.
["Want to show Mitsuki by myself daddy!"]
"Alright then. Well Mitsuki, looks like Kaori will be your tour guide. If you need anything, you can find me at the back of the house, Kaori knows where, right Kaori?"
"Yeah! Show Mitsuki house now!"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 20, 2013 15:35:43 GMT -8
"Okay, okay."
She would say, a small smile crossing her face. Little Kaori's excitement was contagious; although she knew just looking around her home wouldn't be that big of a deal, the fact that Kaori was so eager made Mitsuki all the more willing to be dragged around her house.
"Can you show me your room first?"
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 20, 2013 17:38:00 GMT -8
"Yeah! Mitsuki follow!"
Kaori holding onto Mitsuki's hand tightly, she would lead Mitsuki up the stairs and onto the second floor, taking her to Kazuya's room, as she currently slept in her daddy's room, and wouldn't be sleeping by herself until she was a little older. The other rooms weren't all that interesting, one was going to be Kaori's room later on, and the other was a guest room.
She'd then take Mitsuki back downstairs, and show her around the various rooms, though she didn't have very much to say about the rooms, as she was only one year old, duh. By this time, Kazuya was sitting in the meditative area with the garden, leaning up against the wall that stopped the right sliding door, his left knee bent up and resting his left arm on top, looking up at the sky while holding a flame in his right hand.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 22, 2013 22:34:34 GMT -8
Their house was very home-y. Mitsuki didn't look too much into the details of the house, except that it was well-kept and seemed pretty traditional in the modern Japanese-esque way (does this even make sense).
When Kaori led Mitsuki back outside, she noted the flame Kazuya held in his hand. It was ... interesting to see, because although one of the Qi's she copied wasn't fire manipulation, it did have something to do with fire. Against someone who could manipulate flames...she mused that the Qi she copied would be rendered useless.
She looked at Kaori.
"I hope your dad taught you not to touch the fire..."
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 22, 2013 22:56:32 GMT -8
"Yup! Daddy said fire is b...b...bad..."
Unable to stifle the yawn that escaped from her mouth, Kaori would blink sleepily at her daddy after making her way over and crawling into his lap, Kazuya smiling slightly as he absorbed the flame back into himself, looks like it was time for someone's nap. Before Kazuya could even pick up Kaori and get up to carry her to his room, she had curled up in his lap and fallen asleep, her little hands lightly holding onto his Karate jacket.
"... She's grown incredibly attached to you Mitsuki. Ever since that day, she talks my ear off about you non-stop. She probably considers you a mother figure, since she is gone, and Dr. Clavering is currently still in London, England..."
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Mar 23, 2013 12:29:07 GMT -8
"She's precious, Kazuya."
More than silver and gold- more than words could ever say. The life she carried, the untainted innocence...all things that were scarce after the apocalypse.
She was incredibly thankful that Kaori saw her as a maternal figure, but... It was unfortunate, because Mitsuki would not be able to shower her with the attention and love a normal mother would be able to provide. Therefore, at Kaori's young age, Mitsuki would not be surprised if Kaori attached herself to many 'maternal figures'.
A short pause.
"Can I hold her...?"
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