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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 21, 2013 19:19:10 GMT -8
Here Mitsuki was again, sneaking through Dragon territory to visit Kazuya and his daughter. She was visiting in the dead of night simply because it was getting harder and harder to navigate through the territory without attracting attention. She would have to mention this to David the next time she saw him, since her reasons for entering his domain didn't always have something to do with him.
Whatever alarms Kazuya had up, she would probably trigger them...except she was walking up to the front door, rather than sides. Her gas mask was pulled down and she openly revealed herself to whomever would approach her (if they did), hoping that they would recognize her from her previous visits. If no one approached her, she would sit in front of his door and wait until the sun came up before knocking. Her legs would be outstretched and she would lean back on her hands, staring up at the night sky. She didn't want to disturb him, nor his daughter, from their sleep.
...though, from an outsider's perspective, she must have looked like a stray homeless person. Eh heh, heh, heh...
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 21, 2013 20:03:51 GMT -8
Funny thing was, Kazuya didn't have any alarms set around his home. What he did have were good old fashion ninja guards consisting of members of The Flame Battalion posted around the perimeter, hiding in the shadows, as well as few old school ninja traps set up inside the home: fake mirrors, invisible walls, and pits. No one would approach Mitsuki, as they had been watching her carefully the moment she stepped foot onto Kazuya's front yard, and would leave her be, as they recognized her.
As soon as it was sun up, the sound of knocking would rouse Kazuya from sleep, and after rolling over in his futon, Kaori still fast asleep, he would slowly slip out of his warm futon, making sure not to wake Kaori up. The door sliding open behind Mitsuki, if she turned to look behind her, she would see Kazuya wearing just a pair of boxer shorts, his front hair falling into his half-asleep eyes, having been informed by Hiroshi who was at his front door.
"... You do know what time it is, right Mitsuki? Just making sure... And I really need to give you the hachimaki soon... How can I help you?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 21, 2013 20:46:08 GMT -8
...uh?
She didn't quite understand the reasoning behind a man's need to sleep 95% naked. Andrew Black, she recalled, also slept only in his boxers; her older brother did as well, until she started having nightmares and found herself unable to sleep alone. She slept fully clothed...hoodie, sweats and all. It just... There was just so much vulnerability when sleeping without clothes on.
"Good morning," she would say upon him opening the door. She was a little surprised; she thought Kazuya was a morning person, but from his half opened eyes and bed hair falling over his face, she started to wonder if she had knocked a little too early.
"--ah, I actually needed your help in something, but I can come back later today."
It would be a little troublesome, but not un-doable. If she ran into some interrogation, her requesting an escort, then, to Kazuya or even David's place would probably get her out of trouble.
She would take a step back, preparing her leave.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 21, 2013 21:31:56 GMT -8
"... Hold on right there Mitsuki..."
Kazuya would say, one hand reaching out to gently grab hold of her shoulder, preventing her from taking another step back, his other hand sweeping his front hair out of his face, his pupil-less gray eyes "looking" at her, full awake by this time. He was a morning person, as he usually did his training early in the morning, but who wouldn't look a little disheveled after being woken up unexpectedly?
"... You already took the time to come here, I can't just let you go and come back again. What is it you need my help with?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 21, 2013 21:57:06 GMT -8
Eh? Mitsuki, rather than sharply pull away as she normally would when someone would grab a hold of her, instead leaned in, brows furrowing at the sight of his pupilless eyes. At first the gray color was what caught her attention, because it seemed familiar to her own gray eyes - which she hid beneath her contacts - but upon closer inspection... Rather than answering his question:
"Kazuya, are you blind?"
Was she too blunt? It's not that she thought of him any less, but as his friend, there was a hint of concern for him.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 21, 2013 22:15:14 GMT -8
Activating his Qi to detect Mitsuki's heat signature, he would not pull away as he "saw" her lean in, but would instead simply "look" at her with a small smile on his face. It's not that he was embarrassed by how close in proximity Mitsuki's face was to his, he just hadn't expected her to lean in towards him.
"... So you figured it out. Considering how frequently you come to visit Kaori, I knew you'd discover it sooner or later. I've been blind for at least a month now. Leon's Gamble Fruit gave me incredible strength, but the price to pay was my loss of sight."
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 21, 2013 22:42:27 GMT -8
But it was odd- because although he was blind, he didn't seem blind. It was impressive, whatever he was doing, if he was able to keep it hidden for a month. Also:
"...gamble fruit?"
No idea what it was, but she didn't really like the name.
Regardless, she'd take a step back, shrinking a little away at his touch in a very subtle manner.
"I was wondering if you could help me out with your Qi."
Yeap. His Qi.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 21, 2013 23:23:25 GMT -8
"It is a fruit Leon has been growing that can give the consumer positive or negative effects or both upon consumption. I'd advise against eating it if you can afford to."
Gently releasing Mitsuki's shoulder as soon as he felt her subtly shrink from his touch to take a step back, he would casually fold his arms across his chest, a look of mild interest on his face.
"... My Qi...? I'd be more than happy to help you out, but what do you need help with... my Qi for?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 22, 2013 12:13:51 GMT -8
Mmph. Anything that would modify her body would be rejected by Mitsuki, simply because she didn't like the idea of foreign goods making changes that she couldn't control. And if Kazuya advised against it - I mean, it turned him blind, for Pete's sake - she'd probably steer clear from the gamble fruit.
Her eyes flashed and Kazuya would notice her body temperature rise significantly. She stared at him calmly- most assumed that Mitsuki had the Qi in the form of electricity. It was always a ... gamble to see how people reacted when she revealed herself. David, so far, was one in perhaps three or four people who knew of her Qi.
"Your Qi."
And her temperature would continue to steadily rise.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 22, 2013 12:32:20 GMT -8
Kazuya would not only notice Mitsuki's body temperature rise significantly, he would also "see" her heat signature expand in size in his mind, and would simply look back at her calmly.
"... You want my help to learn to control my Qi."
It wasn't a question. Though he was beginning to closely monitor her body temperature. Even though his body temperature was a ways higher than a normal person's temperature, making it seem like he had a mild fever, he was able to control his body temperature, never letting it rise dangerously high.
And if Mitsuki was asking for his help, he couldn't be sure how much control she had over the passive abilities of his Qi.
"... How did you...?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 22, 2013 12:53:31 GMT -8
Her temperature stopped rising- she didn't quite know the limitations of Kazuya's Qi, but she did spend seven years of her life studying the kinks of the human body. So her body held a consistent temperature of 102 degrees Fahrenheit.
Upon his questioning, she would slip her hands into the back pockets of her jeans.
"Is there some place private we can talk?"
She meant no disrespect to his guards if they were watching. She just preferred a conversation where there was assurance of no ears listening in on their conversation.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 22, 2013 13:07:41 GMT -8
"Of course. Follow me."
Turning and heading back into his home, Kazuya would lead the way past the ninja traps and to the washitsu, or traditional Japanese styled room, and sliding the door open, would let Mitsuki go in first, before heading in himself, sliding the door close and tight behind him, casually folding his arms across his chest afterwards. No unwanted ears, including the ninja guards, would hear what Mitsuki wished to tell him.
"... What is it Mitsuki?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 22, 2013 15:55:53 GMT -8
She slipped her shoes off before following Kazuya into his home, feet softly padding against the wood paneled floors in the traditional Japanese styled room. Kind of felt like home, except...the only thing Mitsuki ever really remembered about these traditional rooms weren't pleasant. She always got punished in these rooms from her father. Ha-ha.
Anyway.
"...my Qi is a bit--" she would pause for a bit, as if searching for the right word, "--unconventional."
She closed her eyes, allowing a change to ripple through internally. A moment or two would pass in silence before Kazuya would notice her temperature changing drastically in the other direction. It dropped. Her jaw clenched, as she loathed being cold, but meh. At a certain point the dropping would stop. Jonathan's Qi.
Her eyes closed again and her body changed a third time; by now, going through so much change in such a little amount of time was taking its toll on her body. She was getting physically tired, but she wanted to show him one more- just so he wouldn't think her Qi had anything to do with just temperature changes within her.
"I'm a copycat."
And Mitsuki would reach out, lightly tapping his shoulder. He would feel a tiny shock- not at all to induce any sort of pain.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on May 22, 2013 17:35:12 GMT -8
Noticing the steady drop in in Mitsuki's body temperature, he would raise his brows, though his pupil-less eyes would remain the same, very interesting. Though he was still able to "see" the outline of Mitsuki's body, he had to put in a little more effort to maintain the outline, simply because Mitsuki was expending so little heat. As her body temperature slowly returned to normal, his concentration to maintain her body outline would return to normal.
"... A copycat. Interes- tigh...!"
Kazuya would jerk a little from the shock, not in pain, but in surprise, he hadn't exactly been expecting Mitsuki to shock him, tiny or not, after all.
"... Besides my Qi, who else's Qi have you copied?"
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Post by Mitsuki Park on May 22, 2013 19:57:18 GMT -8
Eh, heh, heh...whoops.
"Apart from Leon's and "Unfettered"'s, I would prefer not to say."
She shed light that she could copy more than three at a time; she shed light on basically the general idea of what her Qi was...but all the minute details that came along with it? No one really knew to what extent her ability went apart from her older brother and a select few others in Chicago, and she preferred to keep it that way. It's not that she didn't trust anyone here, it was simply advantageous to her - in general - if people as a collective had assumptions of her.
"...will you help me?"
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