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Old 07-26-2018, 08:16 AM   #21
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Muddy water dripped off the face of Cardinal Yoemon as he stared towards Sero. His shoulders sagged as fatigue caught up with him. He still managed to push out one more righteous bellow. “Us of the Hontou no Itami Shrine stand with Ame no Kuni. Our goal is to preserve and protect the people of this soil, and go against those who would cause them harm.”

The retainer miko all hurried to surround Yoemon. The camp guards, sensing the shinobi assassin was down for the count, all rushed to his apparent lifeless body. Yoemon simply stood and felt the blood in his veins subside in the cool rain. Someone tried to hand him an umbrella, and he waved it off.

“We must sanctify graves for the dead. Fetch me a shovel.”
The priest gave another piercing look at Sero. “Tend to this man’s wounds. Soldier, we will talk later.”

-

Josuke couldn’t breathe, literally. His crushed diaphragm refused to budge. Not to mention the other various cracked and splintered parts of his body he was trying to not think about.

Painful, yes. Crippling, definitely. Lethal, not quite. That damned miko could have easily struck Josuke in a way to have killed him outright, but once again the chuunin fell victim to the priest’s mercy. How terrifying!

Wet footsteps could be heard approaching. Josuke lacked the strength to lift his head but he presumed the camp soldiers would be far less compassionate than Yoemon. [i]Stand[/b]. He wiggled his toes and fingers. Stand up, and run! The fence tangled around him jingled against the soft sound of the rain as he stirred.You dumb moron! Is this how you want to die?

The shukuchi technique he used before now slowed him considerably, so there was no choice left. Josuke would abandoned the mission to save his life. Whether his target lived or died now didn’t matter. How unlucky. How horribly, terrifyingly unlucky. Just like every other mission Josuke did!

Cries of terror, then celebration filled the camp as the shinobi seemingly melted away in the rain. Things were still bad, of course. But the day could have gone so much worse. Small victories were still victories.

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Old 07-26-2018, 08:17 AM   #22
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Muddy water dripped off the face of Cardinal Yoemon as he stared towards Sero. His shoulders sagged as fatigue caught up with him. He still managed to push out one more righteous bellow. “Us of the Hontou no Itami Shrine stand with Ame no Kuni. Our goal is to preserve and protect the people of this soil, and go against those who would cause them harm.”

The retainer miko all hurried to surround Yoemon. The camp guards, sensing the shinobi assassin was down for the count, all rushed to his apparent lifeless body. Yoemon simply stood and felt the blood in his veins subside in the cool rain. Someone tried to hand him an umbrella, and he waved it off.

“We must sanctify graves for the dead. Fetch me a shovel.”
The priest gave another piercing look at Sero. “Tend to this man’s wounds. Soldier, we will talk later.”

-

Josuke couldn’t breathe, literally. His crushed diaphragm refused to budge. Not to mention the other various cracked and splintered parts of his body he was trying to not think about.

Painful, yes. Crippling, definitely. Lethal, not quite. That damned miko could have easily struck Josuke in a way to have killed him outright, but once again the chuunin fell victim to the priest’s mercy. How terrifying!

Wet footsteps could be heard approaching. Josuke lacked the strength to lift his head but he presumed the camp soldiers would be far less compassionate than Yoemon. [i]Stand[/b]. He wiggled his toes and fingers. Stand up, and run! The fence tangled around him jingled against the soft sound of the rain as he stirred.You dumb moron! Is this how you want to die?

The shukuchi technique he used before now slowed him considerably, so there was no choice left. Josuke would abandoned the mission to save his life. Whether his target lived or died now didn’t matter. How unlucky. How horribly, terrifyingly unlucky. Just like every other mission Josuke did!

Cries of terror, then celebration filled the camp as the shinobi seemingly melted away in the rain. Things were still bad, of course. But the day could have gone so much worse. Small victories were still victories.

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