Iris Walker
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Post by Iris Walker on Jul 19, 2012 14:26:13 GMT -5
[atrb=style,border-top: 1px solid #141414; border-bottom: 1px solid #141414; border-left: 1px solid #141414; border-right: 1px solid #141414; -moz-border-radius: 50px; border-radius: 50px;][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=height,550,true][atrb=width,20%][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=background, i53.tinypic.com/rrrw9t.jpg] [style=float:left; margin-left: 20px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/clqUE.png);] [/style] [style=float: left; width: 50px; height: 50px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/T1kQX.png); opacity: 0.9; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 5px; border-radius-topleft: 10px; border-radius-bottomright: 10px; border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; border-radius-topright: 5px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 50px; height: 50px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/ssoMZ.png); opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 5px; border-radius-topleft: 10px; border-radius-bottomright: 10px; border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; border-radius-topright: 5px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 50px; height: 50px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/JpPVD.png); opacity: 0.7; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 5px; border-radius-topleft: 10px; border-radius-bottomright: 10px; border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; border-radius-topright: 5px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 50px; height: 50px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/MIAS8.png); opacity: 0.6; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 5px; border-radius-topleft: 10px; border-radius-bottomright: 10px; border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; border-radius-topright: 5px;] [/style][style=float: left; width: 50px; height: 50px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/h7k0p.png); opacity: 0.4; margin-left: 10px; margin-top: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 10px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 5px; border-radius-topleft: 10px; border-radius-bottomright: 10px; border-radius-bottomleft: 5px; border-radius-topright: 5px;] [/style] [style=font-size: 26px; font-family: impact; color: #8bb0cc; text-transform: uppercase; margin-left: 130px; margin-top: -10px; height: 90px;] As Long as I Exist[/style][style=padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; color: #8c77a1; height: 10px; width: 270px; margin-left: 130px; margin-top: -18px; border-radius: 10px;]The responsiblity will always be placed with me.[/style] [style=background-color: #000000; padding: 8px; opacity: 0.9; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: #8bb0cc; width: 385px; margin-left: 20px; border: 3px dotted #5d07b3; border-radius: 20px;] Iris Walker had been dreading this day for all 48 hours since she made the call, but it had to be done. She'd done nothing but mope since her argument with Sai. Well, it was more like a disagreement, but it felt like an argument to her since it ended with the Samurai-in-training suffering from a broken heart. Focusing on her training under the master Samurai Kazuki Wakahisa might help, and it might help to have someone to talk to about what has been going on since she got to Death City. She informed her Master to meet her in the strange forest on the edge of the city, and she waited patiently at it's edge for him to appear, her snow-white sword in hand. She had obviously swapped out the blade for the training blade again, since she was expecting training to start immediately.
The sound of footsteps in the distance signaled Iris to look back towards the space between the city and the forest. There he was, carrying a very large, silver metal suitcase. It looked almost big enough to hold her own sword, so what in the world did he have with him? Master Wakahisa was surprisingly not dressed in his training attire. His imposing figure was covered by a solid black suit, a black tie, and even a black shirt. His black shoes were leaving much louder steps behind than he normally would be, as if he wanted to make sure Iris could detect his approach.
"Agent Walker." he said in his surprisingly light tone of voice.
"Wakahisa-sensei." Iris quickly responded, bowing in recognition of her instructor.
"No need to be so formal right now, you are still on vacation after all. While I do intend for us to do some training soon, I'd like to present you with a gift first. While you may be ready to start your Battojutsu training, it will be a long journey. With that in mind, Preston and myself had this constructed for you." he explained, setting down the suitcase.
With a couple of snaps and a short combination to release the lock, the suitcase opened and inside was not only Wakahisa's sword, but a very long, complex-looking scabbard for a katana with several metal components, but still the same white that matches her current one. The master Samurai removed the scabbard and tossed it to a very surprised Iris, who caught it with her free hand. She gripped the handle of this new sheathe and realized that it was made for her sword instantly. She also noticed that it had doors on the top and bottom, hence the need for the handle off to the side. She carefully set the White Dream down on the ground and studied this elaborate invention.
"This... what is this...?" she asked, her eyes fixated on the device.
"A new saya for your katana, of course." Wakahisa replied with a chuckle, obviously teasing his student.
"Oh, really? I couldn't tell, Master." Iris responded, her eyebrow twitching.
"You require very long, sweeping motions with your sword, making it even more predictable than Iaido already being. Your acrobatics aid in reducing the predictability, but I've noticed you're very open for attack when drawing and replacing your sword, so this was designed to improve that. There's a small switch on the handle that will open the bottom door, but the top door is automatically opened with the blade hits it."
"It's... amazing. Thank you, Master. I would have preferred something of my own creation... but this... this is a bit outside of my skill range."
"It will help your Iaijutsu significantly, and it will help your Battojutsu as well when the time comes."
"When...? Aren't we starting my training now?"
"We are, but as I said, it will be a long transition for you, since you are so reliant on your single-handed attacks and holding on to your saya. Now then..."
The master removed his suit jacket and placed it on a nearby branch, then reached for his sword. As he did this, Iris placed her sword in its new scabbard. Wakahisa placed the sheathed sword in a wrap attached to the left side of his belt, then tightened the wrap to lock it into place. Iris assumed he standard Iaido stance, holding her sword behind her and having her right hand very close to the handle. Wakahisa assumed a similar stance. The silence between them was unnerving. Finally, Iris made the first move by charging at her master and drawing her sword, hitting the switch and opening the door, making the sword come out much sooner than she was use to, as well as enabling her to swing faster.
This did not make it more than Wakahisa could handle, as he quickly unsheathed his sword and parried the attack, then immediately closed in on Iris, having his sword at her neck in the mere second it took Iris to re-sheathe he sword. Wakahisa backed away and held his sword with both hands, a more traditional stance for a Samurai. His eyes glared strait into the eyes of his young student, noting the shock in her eyes.
"Had this been a serious fight you would have already been dead. Not just because of the reliance on your style requiring you to place your katana back in the saya, but I can tell your heart is in distress right now. What's happened, Iris?"
The fact that the master used her first name gave Iris the indication that he was in his "supportive" mode. This is how he talked when he was looking to encourage or calm her, so she decided now was as good a time as any to explain what was bugging her.
"Master... you believe in non-living weapons having a soul of their own too, right?" she inquired to her master, putting the sword back in its sheathe.
"Of course. There it an inner harmony that comes from being one with your weapon rather than just seeing it as an extension as most people would. Your katana is a greater case, since you forged it yourself. That sword is a reflection of yourself, the perfect companion for a Samurai. I know you accept and embrace this concept, so why call it into question?" Wakahisa asked, getting out of his stance and putting his katana back into its sheathe.
"I... met this boy..." she started, leaning back against the tree. "He's a Meister at Shibusen, and I believe he's a ninja at that. I... got carried away talking to him, and wanted to fight him. We did... and, well, he nearly beat me. It ended in a draw because we were getting so into that we were both starting to treat it like a real fight instead of a sparring match. One of us could have died if it continued, so I... hugged him instead of attacking him. I decided to show him what I was like on the inside, and then... he asked me to make some swords for him, then I found out he doesn't really respect such weapons... he just saw them as tools, nothing more. It... really hurt. I don't know if I liked him or not, romantically I mean, but... he said he did like me. So... I just don't know what do now."
Master Wakahisa listened not to his student, but to Iris Walker. He closed his eyes in deep thought after Iris finished explaining what was going on. He thought back to his own children, some of which were in the same age group as Iris, so his fatherly instincts were kicking in.
"I see. I wish I could help you with that, but I can tell you this much: if he is a ninja and was truly raised as one, he would place a greater importance on personal strength, as a ninja is trained to be able to use any weapon available to them. They do not get the luxury of forming an attachment to their weaponry, so it's only natural he wouldn't agree with philosophies such as ours. However, if you do have feelings for him, then you need to work with him on it. You have a very kind soul despite the act you put on, Iris. If any Samurai could convince a ninja of the value of forming a bond with their weapon, it's you. Just give it time and don't rush it, all right?"
Iris silently nodded her head, but remained in place with a very sad look on her face.
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Post by Ishida Sai on Jul 19, 2012 15:07:24 GMT -5
It's already been two days since the confrontation of beliefs with Iris. Despite only knowing her for a few days... Something ached. Something harassed him subtly in the hidden depths. He thought that he would've been prepared by now for this. Yet, it didn't deafen the effects of their break of the relationship. His brows furrowed in frustration ever more so. All the while with morose demeanor ever present. This had to be for the best. The boy thought. After all, his ancestors ended up being alone from the beginning. And even his father wasn't that far off with Mother suffering under cancer...
Sai scratched his head, sitting up on his bed to look through the window. What was he doing? No, rather what should he do as of now? Perhaps, that is the main question of it all. He could only sigh, taking in the room's stale air after being sealed in for so long. His thoughts could only replay the events back in the hotel.
"Please. Leave. When you figure it out, I'll be waiting."
Those words kept reverberating in his skull. What is there to figure out, when it has been taught to him for so long and something he experienced even in their battle at the Park.
"I should go exercising," the meister muttered softly to himself, avoiding purposely of the mere word of "training", "I've gotten stale... Weak."
He almost spat out the word with spitefulness. As if trying to reject these unnecessary emotions.
"Do not be swayed by these factors," he remembered Father stating in the midst of the sparring, "Be as cold and sharp as a katana. Or die."
Yes. That law. The decree. Ishida Sen had laid down the structure of his life. To go against it would completely declare all of his hard work as a mere farce. A joke. He wouldn't even dare do so. No, he wouldn't.
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It was a quiet day. Yet people still bustled about, making it hardly on the level of any acceptable degree of silence. Exercising. That is his goal right now. To practice katas or even perfect his Soul Purges even more. But the route Sai takes does not lead to the utilitarian park he frequents. Rather, somewhere else as he kicks up against walls to jump over a plethora of roofs to his destination.
But why? Perhaps he's tired of visiting the same place? Or is it... That it reminds him of the Exorcist girl?
Those thoughts were null as the meister traversed across the top of buildings as he soared and rolled towards--
The Pumpkin Patch Forest
There, he thought, it would be another place of social abandonment. An area where no one would frequent normally. But, to his ire, he was wrong.
Iris...
She was there, conversing with an Oriental man. He was still far from earshot, seeing that he couldn't hear what they are talking about. His instincts kicked in, urging him to hide. Yet, it would be too late--
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Iris Walker
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Post by Iris Walker on Jul 19, 2012 16:08:23 GMT -5
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"...Sai?"
She caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye as she was looking back at her master. A look of surprise came over her face as a gasp escaped her mouth. Was he following her? Why? Why would he be here at all, actually? So they could talk, maybe...? About what? It was like she was having to instantly try and process everything Wakahisa had said to her, not having any time to think about it. She felt like she had to make a decision right there if she wanted to pursue this.
So she ran. Without saying another word. To give herself more time to think. She left her old scabbard sitting on the ground, prompting the black-clad Samurai to pick it up, not turning around to see what it was that made Iris run, because he had already picked up on Sai's presence. He was able to put two and two together on this one. He raised his voice to get the young Meister's attention, though it still sounded like the same light tone.
"I take it you're the boy that has my student in such distress? If so, I'd like a word with you, 'Sai'." he said, never turning around once.
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Post by Ishida Sai on Jul 19, 2012 16:35:10 GMT -5
"...Sai?"
She found him. Rising tumult subtly made his way up his spine and part of it settled in his stomach. The awkwardness of the situation made him hesitate in what to do next. Yet, all he could do is just slowly quirk a sheepish grin and attempt to greet her. Though it looked like he wasn't the only one affected by this as Iris ran off. He could only watch her back recede away from the increasing distance between them. There was no chasing like in the sitcoms of television. This was real life.
"Hrm..." the meister could only grunt in his response for the lack of words in his arsenal.
There was only the middle aged individual in the midst of the clearing. He wasn't just any individual. No, he truly isn't as Sai could definitely gauge the strength of his wavelengths. Deep under that average-appearing mortal vessel, beheld the skills of a master swordsman. This presence had an overbearing effect on Sai, causing him to drop a single cold sweat at his presence. It has been a while since he felt as such. People like the teachers in Shibusen... And especially Ishida Sen. His father.
Not wishing to stay any longer, the boy started to leave. Yet, he froze in his tracks.
"I take it you're the boy that has my student in such distress? If so, I'd like a word with you, 'Sai'."
Trepidation crawled in his bones and shivered through his arteries as he was detected.
"...Damn," he mentally cursed his bad luck with his body positioned half-way to exit the opposite direction.
All routes are closed off. To run would only force this man to chase after him and more than likely start a conflict. The muscles tensed, allowing the blood to circulate quicker as the streams sprinted across each overlaying biological bridge.
He sighed. No, rather, he took a deep breath. To clarify both his mind and body for this person in front of him. Slowly, the meister turned back towards him with his usual empty facade. Yet, he clenched his right fist ever so slightly under stress while the other hand rested on his hip, akimbo, subtly positioning it in a way to quickly draw his knife if the time calls for it.
The student made his way towards the Oriental, inching closer in each step... Until he was right in front of him, a couple of steps back in talking distance.
"So, you're Iris's teacher," he greeted him with a tone of respect as he bowed, "...I'm Ishida Sai. A pleasure to meet you."
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Post by Iris Walker on Jul 19, 2012 23:08:47 GMT -5
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"So, you're Iris's teacher. ...I'm Ishida Sai. A pleasure to meet you."
Wakahisa grinned ever so slightly.
"<Well met, Ishida-kun. I am Wakahisa Kazuki. Your family name is one I recognize and hold some degree of respect for.>" the man spoke in perfect Japanese. "<Your presence here present as unique opportunity. You see, when I took Iris as my student that means I've taken responsibility for her well-being, both physical and mental. While she possesses a great deal of talent for forging and swordsmanship, you've no doubt seen she's very much a normal girl beyond that. I can tell from the way she holds her sword right now that she's suffering a wound of the heart. If you don't mind I'd like to ask what happened.>" he said very calmly.
Meanwhile, Iris found herself deeper in the forest, she looked back and could no longer see her instructor. She fell to her knees and started to shiver. She had to figure out what was in her heart, and it could take a while.
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Post by Ishida Sai on Jul 20, 2012 0:24:52 GMT -5
There was a lack of any negative emotions on this master's part as evidenced in the wavelengths. Yet, the eyes also signaled him he is lacking in any intent to combat him to the meister's utter relief. The grin helped Sai get a bit more comfortable in this person's presence. To the point, the akimbo slumped down, rejecting the need to use the knife in the instance. Therefore, he declared this man as friendly for that matter. That wasn't truly his real worry of now. Rather, what actually would come next is the main center of it. Though a bit after...
"<Well met, Ishida-kun. I am Wakahisa Kazuki. Your family name is one I recognize and hold some degree of respect for.>"
Japanese. Oh that language felt like music to his ears after being stuck in a country dominated by the constant use of English. He couldn't help, but break out a smile of his own. Lopsided, albeit wariness still lay deep inside.
"<I am honored to have someone of your caliber to have heard of us, Kazuki-sensei.>" the meister likewise spoke in his native language without so much of a slur or uneasy hesitation between words. It was fluent and smooth from growing up so far with it, "<So I would assume you have heard of our... bloody beginnings.>"
There was a slight dark humor in the two last words as he hesitated over them. Whether it be something he actually is affected by it or merely mentioned as a little joke, it is unknown of which.
Yet, the pleasantries were set aside as the master continued to state what could be summed up in a few words: "What the hell is wrong with Iris?"
Getting the gist of what Kazuki has stated, Sai silently gulped. The awkward air settled back in, as if to renact a revenge for its abrupt early disappearance.
"...Goddammit," he muttered quietly to himself, or so he thought.
Hesitation caused him to pause, pondering on what to do when the "easy" choice was just right in front of him. He sighed, recollecting himself. It was time.
Starting slowly as to completely enunciate each word, "<I guess we just had a falling out, sir.>"
He paused there, his mind whirring to pick the next words.
"<She and I... We just met and all. Had a "little" spar and we just gained respect from each other of our own capabilities from it.>"
The meister winced at the mentioning of the fight in the Park, grimacing at the aftermath before continuing, "<Having heard that she could smith, I requested her if she could make a set for me. She did, but somehow... It looks like we revealed our own differentiating beliefs to each other. So yeah...>"
Finishing, Sai adopted a false sheepish grin at the state of affairs. Behind it was the morose facade of his being. Unknown to himself... He didn't know what kind of emotions he was really going through that is common for his age group.
"<Anything else?>"
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Post by Iris Walker on Aug 10, 2012 19:58:53 GMT -5
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"<I suppose if that's how it is, I'll leave it at that. If it makes you feel any better, Iris is very caring underneath that confusing exterior. If you do have feelings for her, work at it. I know how your family operates, so it's natural that your philosophic views would clash, especially when it comes to weapons. Deep down Iris still romanticizes what she does, not just forging swords but her fighting as well. She's not the ideal student... but she's the right one. Blades wielded by those with no hearts can only bring sorrow.>" he stated, looking towards the sky. He then let out a small chuckle and looked back at Sai. "<Ah, look at me, carrying on like this. She's probably rubbed off on me a bit too. Well, Ishida-kun, I wish your endeavors at Shibusen success. Farewell.>"
And with that, the Samurai walked off towards the City, Iris' original scabbard in tow. Iris herself was still struggling. What were the master and the ninja discussing? She could tell that Wakahisa had called out to Sai as she was running away. Why did she run? Was she afraid of facing the "reality" that Sai had laid out before her the other day? No, she had to stand by her beliefs otherwise the entire reason she joined the Exorcists will have been for nothing. She wasn't trying to change the world... but she wanted to see more compassion out of it. Maybe Sai would be the beginning of that...? She stood up and started to walk back to where she left her instructor and Sai. Would he still be there...?
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Post by Ishida Sai on Aug 15, 2012 19:20:33 GMT -5
There really wasn't much what this master didn't tell him what he didn't know of Iris. But this individual had a point, especially of what to do with the girl and about her. Yet, it only served to bother him with a grimace. Nothing seemed to remedy the situation, but Wakihisa did point him towards a possible one. The meister bowed towards his fellow countryman again with the necessary respect towards him as an older adult and better martial artist.
"<I'll keep it in mind, sir,>" Sai responded and watched him disappear within the distance and the foliage of the Pumpkin Forest. He sighed with a slight pout with all thoughts being assembled in his mind.
Feelings... For her?
He would've thought he was void of them. It can't be. They would no more than be friends from the very beginning. Yet, a bit more than that... Or was it? His brows furrowed deeper in frustration as thoughts became even more tangled and the pondering furthered in cloudiness.
"...What to do?"
The teen pursed his lips as slowly starting to bite on it. His Soul Perception blared, someone was here. And that someone is familiar. Looking up towards the direction of the wavelengths was Iris.
A pit of dread surged in his stomach. Threatening to boil over and bore a hole inside as it continued to gurgle. A hiss from the quick out-take of breath from surprise escaped his lips. His countenance would be best described as uncertain...
There would be an uncomfortable silence. A pause to fully prepare the two. Discarding any second thoughts in this very moment. Sai would be the first to speak.
"So you're back..." he began with a poorly carved smile, "You... You want to talk for a moment? It looks like you want to."
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Post by Iris Walker on Aug 17, 2012 9:22:30 GMT -5
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"OK Iris, think. This guy disagrees with your philosophy on fighting and conventional weapons. And yet... something about him..."
She felt is briefly during their fight, when she hugged him. Something about him felt... angry, yet sad. It touched her heart, more than she wanted to admit. It wasn't something she could communicate with words, which was making this even more frustrating to think through.
"You... You want to talk for a moment? It looks like you want to."
Did she want to talk...? Iris slowly approached Sai, thinking that she would have an idea of what to say when she got closer. She got within arm's reach of Sai, her head looking towards the ground. She dropped her katana, getting the first bit of dirt on the new scabbard. What did she want to say? That he made her mad? Did she want it to be about that? No... she wanted to...
It was quick, and her face turned bright red immediately after backing off, but she did it.
"Maybe later... but for now... I like you too." she said softly with a gentle grin on her face, backing away from Sai. She slowly picked up her katana and contemplated leaving. She didn't know what to say, so she let her actions speak for her, as she always does. Sometimes, though, it might not be the best course of action.
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Post by Ishida Sai on Aug 17, 2012 14:11:29 GMT -5
...What?
Lips touching against another. A instant and ultra-temporary warmth. A tidal wave of surprise and confusion demolished all of the meister's guarded reasoning and logic in one single quick blow. The surge continued to batter against them as eyes indicated the meltdown. Eventually killing them stone cold towards death. He had no words, yet rather, he couldn't have any on account of his world overturned by one single little act. Sai could only stare at her after blinking once, frozen with his surprised facade almost as if it's been carved or etched on permanently. All these years without normal teenage and childhood experiences came to haunt him. Reminding him the sacrifice he made earlier for the sake of Ishida.
This anomaly... It made no sense, but at the same time it did. Personal explanation or the neutral fact? None of it seem to matter so much. The silence set in, the atmosphere starting to rise in its awkwardness.
"I-I see," he was able to muster out a stammer noting what she said, "Uh, yeah. I guess we could talk about it later if you want."
His feet started to shift, and weight focused on his right foot out of discomfort of the situation.
"Uh... Yeah."
"Oh Christ, what the hell was that?!" his thoughts started to blare in his cranium with his brain starting to function back to normal albeit the pandemonium existed in its depths as his face started to conceal his previous visage with a much calmer familiar one.
"THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW!?"
"So, uh... When are you free?"
"FUUUUUU----!"
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Post by Gabriel Preston on Aug 17, 2012 14:53:51 GMT -5
Ah, young love. Something he knew and missed, though for Gabriel Preston those times were far behind him and he would likely never be able to fall in love again. Not after what he's been through. Still, it was nice to see his subordinate enjoying life as awkwardly as possible. As the young pair struggled to find words, Preston decided it was time to make his presence known. He stepped over, every bit as silently as he had been trained to do. He had been wearing his black suit buttoned up and with a tie earlier, but now the jacket was open and the tie was gone. The top three buttons were open, showing he had a t-shirt on underneath. It was hotter than hell but he hadn't had time to change. He may be getting old, but he still felt like having fun in the name of keeping those under his lead on their toes. He did a short clearing of the throat, which Iris immediately recognized and noticed as her eyes widened with surprise.
"Oh, she'll be free longer than she thinks. I think she did that because she knew she'd have to leave tomorrow to make it back from her little vacation on time. Right, Agent Walker?"
Iris stumbled and stuttered as she picked up her katana and stood strait up at attention.
"Co... Colonel Preston! Sir! Um, no! Well, maybe! Hey, I'm still on leave, I can say whatever I want here! Why are you even here?!" she said, relaxing a little. If her face could have turned more red it would have.
Preston chuckled quietly and put his hand on Sai's shoulder. Despite his current jovial attitude, Preston's eyes emitted an aura of intimidation. He didn't want to scare the poor boy, but he did want to let on that he's not quite as easy to get along with as Wakahisa. Approachable, but never vulnerable. He patted Sai's shoulder once then placed his hands in his pockets, looking back at Iris.
"Well, I just got done with an interesting little meeting. Agent Walker, you're now working directly for me. We're being stationed here, in Death City."
Iris' jaw dropped, as well as her sword. The poor thing would have to be washed later, having been dropped twice in such a short time. Preston couldn't help but keep grinning as he knew Iris wasn't expecting this. But now, she had to be realizing it... wait for it.
"Is that why you sent me here for my leave!?" she shouted. Her face was still red, but it has lessened a bit, mainly because her anger is evident now.
"Hey, you're getting smarter every day. We are officially liaisons between our people and Shibusen now. Report to me at 0900 hours outside Shibusen the day after tomorrow."
"... Yes sir." Iris said in a much quieter voice.
"All right then. You kids have fun." he finished with another quiet chuckle as he walked out of sight, leaving an absolutely flabbergasted Iris behind.
"I was gonna say we could talk tomorrow before I head back to the Exorcists, but hell with this development I guess I'll just find you when we've settled in to wherever we're setting up shop. Sound good?" Iris asked, picking up her sword.
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Post by Ishida Sai on Aug 18, 2012 1:38:26 GMT -5
Someone was here. His Soul Perception blared a mental alarm in the crevices of his mind. No, it wasn't like Wakihisa's. Not as overbearing, yet there existed formidability. Enough to surpass the meister in a couple of levels known to him. His eyes were frosted over by suspicion and alarm at the new presence. But there was no indication of aggressiveness. No signs of the will to kill at this very moment. What surely surprised the boy even more was how close this person was able to creep to the duo without detection until now.
"How did he--?" his thoughts questioned this person's surprising capability.
Yet, he wouldn't have much time to think about it as the older gentleman wanted their attention. Or more like Iris's, rather than his. In the midst of their verbal exchange, the mention of the rank Colonel caused Sai's eyes to pop open wider. No wonder...
The sudden hand on his shoulder caused him to almost lash out at the Preston in retaliation. But, there was nothing harmful about it. No, rather, his own instincts told him to reserve himself for the moment. A warning of some sort. Perhaps.
Yet, as the Agent left, he couldn't help heave a sigh of relief.
"It looks like you're surrounded by monsters..." Sai remarked with a cold sweat dripping down the back of his neck hiding his real emotions with pursed lips.
He scratched the back of his head, quirking his lips after a while.
"Yeah," he agreed, "I'll see you then."
OOC: Sorry for short post, but the white screen that keeps appearing on the screen really annoys me... Some help would be nice if you can give it...
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