Ark 20 Episode 97: The Sword, the Ronin, & the Samurai

Participates

 * Domini Fudo


 * Leon Ryoji

Into the Night....
Ryoji: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ke5wsgk4S34&index=10&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl Leon’s theme. Fucking love this shit xD) the sky was a raven pitch black, but it had a purple hue to it…the stars were out…but thanks to recent odd stellar events like that strange and long new moon…the sky’s nebula was showing. While a beautiful sight...scientist predicted we weren’t supposed to have that kind of starry sky for a least 200 more years…..on this night, in the cool breeze...Leon’s breath seeped from his nose. It was frosty in origin, but the Ronin suit kept him snug as a bug in a rug. He overlooked the city lights. Often feeling at peace at the sight of them. The rushing hover car lights over took him…as he leaned back against his hover bike, watching over things like a nightly protector. He was aware he wasn’t the only vigilante in the city…but he was still a wanted KPD fugitive thanks to that event in district 3. The cops wouldn’t hesitate to put him in jail, last name or no last name. Leon’s head perked up…a recent feature activated in his contact lenses…he could see chi from vast distances away. It’s a tracking feature which Ochigi wanted to let Leon test run, since he’d been getting back on ochigi’s good side finally. Leon felt the chi signature…it was dark. The funnier part is that one chi signature was growing while another was dwindling…”That doesn’t sit well with me at all, that it doesn’t…” Leon would mount his hover bike, checking everything on it briefly, before revving it up a couple of times, and letting the jet black bike zoom forth into hover traffic! Leon weaved, ascended, and swerved his way through car after car, trying to catch the fleeting signature of chi before it was gone. Leon didn’t quite know the gist of what might have been, but he was more than curious enough to check it out. As he arrived on the scene, he’d hover over the area, performing an aerial wheelie, and spinning the bike around to look down into the alleyway. There was a body laying there…lifeless….holding onto what looked like a blade of sorts. “….?” Leon would hop off of the bike, landing on the ground in a silent squat. “What happened here….” Leon used his contacts to scan the area for anything…gun residue, blood signatures, feint scents, or what ever he could find that might lead to a fleeing murder, or a scene of the crime. He found nothing…but a body, and a sword. Leon’s eyes scanned the body…there was no form of damage. “There’s no crime scene…only a body. His heart….is in perfect condition meaning it couldn’t have just stopped. No internal or external damage. What so ever…so what then?” Leon looked at the blade. A dark aura was fuming from it like a bright and purple flame! Leon glared at the blade. “So it’s a mystical thing, that it is…” Leon went to approach the blade, and pick it up, but a dark surge would seep from it! repelling Leon’s hand, and leaving him feeling a bit tired for some reason. Leon retracted his hand, and looked at it. it was pale…” my energy…you.” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tkUaowCnu6Q&index=4&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl )The dark fumes began to rise like a smoky mist, as it began to form what looked to be some form of humanoid demon…it didn’t obtain a physical shape at first, until it began to materialize itself…half of it would take the form of what looked to be a fairly tall man, muscle build, but with large protruding horns form the side of his head. He had red hair, and what looked to be purple garments resing on its arms as sleeves, with black coloration to them as well. He’d had an odd symbol on his stomach…and a sinister look to him. Though it was so sinister, it was almost innocent. (http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/6c05b7ba955dd06f589be1473d320b53/http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v709/fishie1201/Everything%20Role%20Play/Anime%20Guys/animedemon03.jpg ) Leon’s left hand would rest on his chakuto…he’d remain calm, even in the face of something he’d had no clue about. “Tonight’s going to be one of those nights I can tell….” Leon spoke aloud. The demon…once it had taken form would tilt it’s head up. smoke coming from it’s lower half where it’s legs, should be as it connected to the sword. “Weary traveler…” the voice spoke. Smooth in tone. No rasp, almost perfection. He could probably be a singer if he wanted. “Are you here to persecute me? For the crime of feeding.” Leon replies. “If by feeding, you’re referring to what I assume was you eating this man’s chi..” Leon could still feel the life briefly sucked from his hand when he reached for the blade. “Then yes I am. What do you want…I thought demons…”Oni’s In particular couldn’t be seen in a corporeal sense.” The figure placed its hands behind its back, closing it’s eyes and lowering its head “Ah, false. We can be seen if we wish to. Only…when we wish to. “ “Okay…you’ve got me. Still doesn’t explain…why you’re doing what you’re doing. I’m going to assume it’s to keep up your own life force or something of the-c-

Ryoji: sort.” “Do not play coy. You’re clearly sharper than this individual who thought I was a quick sale at a pawn shop. You know from my look I am of Oni decent…and the fuming scent of death coming from is because I feed on living souls. Which I can tell you are rich from. You would more than likely make a lovely course meal, but you’re not stupid enough to take hold of my blade are you.” Leon slowly drew his sword, and let it rest in his right hand instead, letting the tip sit gently on the ground. “That you are right about. If anything…I’m sure you’re aware that I’m going to attempt to kill you…and send you back to the depths of whatever pit you crawled out from.” The figure folded its arms, letting one hand rest over its mouth and chuckle. “Silly mortal. In this form I’m no better than a ghost….humor me, and let me tell my story before you deem me such a bad person.” Leon would turn his back on the spirit. “Not interested.” “Excuse me?” the oni’s eyes opened menacingly. “You’re only good if someone physically touches you. At most, you’d only be a threat to anyone stupid enough to lift you. I’m calling in a team of chi specialist to find a way to transport you somewhere where no one will ever have to deal with you.” The demon let out a gust of wind, continuous wind that flooded the alleyway. “YOU DARE PLAY ME FOR A SIMPLTTON! I eat smart nosed humans like you for breakfast lunch and dinner!” the fumes would begin to slowly seep into the dead body! A large purple mist seeping into the pours of the dead human body, returning color to it’s being…..before suddenly there was a quiet calm. The body that was once dead would arise, like a puppet on string…the body took a stance, hunching over… lifeless, arms dangling. It’d dangle over, picking up the sword in its right hand. Gripping it tightly...it grew one horn from the left side of its head, and had burn markings on the left side of it’s face appear. Leon stood in the same spot, a poker face hiding his bafflement. “Guessing he’s more resourceful than I once thought.” He thought to himself. The limp body would rip its shirt off, revealing almost a baby hulk like body with a blade in its hand. A dark steamy purple aura seeping from it’s being. “Now you will become apart of the many souls I have eaten to survive this long! I will not perish again, nor will I return to be the cellmate of that foolish male!” Leon squinted his eyes. “So you’re not alone in there?” the puppet body would rear its arms back like swinging a baseball bat before lashing them forward in a swing! The blade shooting out a giant arch of pure chi energy! It was black in color, and spanned a 5 foot height, and 8 foot in length and diameter! “!!” Leon’s eyes widened, as he’d throw his blade up, coating it with fortification chi to defend himself, but still finding his body blasted backwards, into the door of a car, denting it inwards, before falling forward to his feet. The suit doing its job of protecting and supporting his muscles, but hurting none the less! Leon held his blade with both hands and spit some blood onto the ground. “That was pure chi energy…I didn’t think that was possible to shoot it in the raw without a medium of sorts…” Leon’s eyes glared at the blade. The hilt of it was odd….like….like it was made of wood. “…If I survive…I might have to take a look at the blade. That’s the medium I’m sure of it.” the body darted forward and slashed at the ground, releasing a 10 foot wave of arching chi into the ground that rose high into the air, and split the ground it touched! Leon would spin to his right narrowly avoiding it and looking at the damage it caused! There was a 10 foot tall and 10 foot deep slice in the building that it impacted, and the car Leon was once on, was  now split In half! Leon looked at it and looked back at the body. “….definitely one of those nights.” Leon would circle the oni and the oni would engage, the two standing off. Leon looking for a weak point, if there even was one to be found…-e-

SayuriAkagi: (( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkjm-OA-fj0&list=PL950ADE942C18775C&index=8 )) Sirens flashing, music from a nearby club was bumping, and all the while on a lone building top Domini stood squatted down low its makings with her blade Kagura in it neutral state of a wooden sword perched upon her back in a sheath riddled with incantations that prevented the Onis that were bound inside of it from running wild, her glassy lavender eyes peering out soullessly into the night at the beautiful hell that was the city of Kasaihana. It was another typically night to the fiery haired vixen who like so many of her kind were out on the prowl for their latest targets where she herself had already finished hers up with ease taking note of the parchment like document she held in right hand while reach her left back in order to extract a vile that contained a quarter drop of her victims blood in it before popping it open and dropping a few onto the paper were the name Tomas Haley lay. Once the blood hit the page the name immediately vaporized itself from the document itself erasing it like it did the others before using the blood itself to reveal the name of the next victim, a Kimberly Ash. Dom couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she detested going after female targets because of how noisy they could be at times but what was a girl to do, she was getting paid quiet nicely for each target she managed to knock off as it was 40,000 tanz per hit and getting higher with the level of difficulty of each one to boot. Which was something she was increasingly happy about as this shit was no laughing matter at times. “Is that the name of our next target?” she’d hear a familiar male voice ask her off on her left. Domini looked over some her eyes seeing the apparition of a ghost in the form of a dog standing at her level and the visage of a male with black hair, blue eyes, wearing no shirt a pair of Gi pants and bare feet giving her the most sinful yet hell bent smile. “Hai Ryo, it is.” She tells him somberly giving a slight grin when she recalls how their last target squealed like a pig before being sent to hell completely, it was as if she were taking pride in having killed the bastard. “I still don’t understand why my cousin, Sayu-sama left this town in the first place it crawling with oni and onihoruda scum but….that will be a mistake I’ll soon correct.” The free spirited 18yr old thought to herself pushing her weight down onto her legs first then her knees in order to rise from the ground and stand fully upright as the cold New York air takes a hold of her waist length hair forcing it to dance passionately along side it revealing the red and black cheongsam dress she wore exposed more of her modest D-cup cleavage, black thigh highs and mid calf black boots. Sighing Ryo says, “The Empress had her reasons I’m sure but concern yourself not with that now, I await your command Domini-sama.” Giving a nod of her head, “Let’s go old friend the night awaits us.” she’d place a foot back some her lavender gaze judging the distance between the building where she stood to the next and the others that were to becoming her path before allowing herself jump off towards it, and so forth until at last the two were safely on the ground in area that was unfamiliar to her as her nightly raids never took her much further than the Geisha section of District 2 with Ryo following close behind. It was in the mist of these leaps and bounds that Domini began to use her ability of soul or spirit seeing, this gift granted to her at an early age would allowing her to see the truths wicked or not inside of the bodies of all beings when merged with her own chi this prodigy of the Takageuchi could not only see these truths but the auras that surround them as well. But nothing at the moment stood out at the young woman as she walked besides the lingering gazes of several men as she walked by which only lead her to either smirk, wink her left eye, or pucker her lips up at them to blow them a kiss from time to time. Domini knew she was a notorious flirt to say the least nor did she give a damn if they were with someone or not. In her mind all men were targets and if they were this dumb to let her get them into trouble with their lady friend then that was their problem not hers. Which was always the case at times. Yet again Ryo sighed taking note of what just what his mistress was doing before shaking his head. Though he knew of her hurt as a child he seriously wished that Domini wouldn’t behave so shamelessly at times and actually settle down with one man but that was a topic she refused to hear even from the high elders themselves, she was insisting on making every man she crossed pay for the sins of other even if it meant destroying herself. It was in mist of his thought the wolf picked up on the scent of something foul in the air, causing him to stop on the dime and growl low catching the attention of Domini herself who was in mist of charming another one of her ‘victims’ for the night. Being the other person who quite possibly could see the beast she moves over towards him reaching her right hand back behind her head for the hilt of Kagura drawing it slowly as Ryo himself began to go in a direction in which the aura trace she was starting to see was coming from. She followed him in a close second coming upon a scene that was almost too unreal to be true even for her eyes! There before her was an Oni ningyō (demon puppet) in full usage and what was even worst so was the Oni that was controlling it to boot using it to boy who looked to be no older than she was battling the ningyō, and doing pretty good on his own but it still wouldn’t be enough as his soul was of a similar origins as well. Behind the three lay a blade surrounded in an aura so thick and covered in evil that almost made it impossible for Domini to breathe at the distance she was standing and didn’t take her long find out that the blade was the foundation of the Oni’s manifestation or the hilt rather as she went draw upon the fable spiritual power of her clan to the extent necessary to perform a binding ritual known as Hainawa to hold the ningyō at bay long enough for her strike at the real source of the problem. But the moment she goes to raise her own sword to begin the incantation both the puppet and the male becoming entangled in a dead lock of blades to which it appears nether will become the victor. ~Shit I need a clear shot~ she thought jerking her head in the direction of her companion. “Ryo?!” 

SayuriAkagi: “As you wish madam.” The male would say darting off in his wolf form towards the puppet the wild cries of the beast being heard just as the moon made itself known from behind a cloud before making a leap into the air to strike against the corpse that was being used by the Oni in attempt to keep it busy long enough to where it wouldn’t engaged the innocent in combat if successful Kagura would radiate with a blue light a force that has been said that has connected those of the Takageuchi with their god, Tsukuyomi for almost over a 1000yrs, the seal near the hilt of its wooden structure starting glow a bright white as these words flowed over Domini’s lips as she used the tip of the sword to write out in kanji the very things she spoke, “Cherry blossoms of the seven hills, Black Ogre perched upon a tree, Flooding rivers of tide, Blue moon dancing over a silver sun, binding spell of Hainawa activate!!!” With her final words the red turns the blade side ways as the kanji illuminates itself in mid-air before being struck at like a base ball against a bat causing it to be hurtled thought the air towards its intended target. If the hit landed it would bind the puppet upon immediate contact enemies with a reishi rope to stopping its movements by causing her own spiritual that was fed into the sword to dissipate the kanji written in mid-air to generating a crackling yellow energy rope winds around the puppet’s arms and body, immobilizing it long enough for Domini to run in to check on boy who now stood behind a massive case of slice up rubble (only if successful). “Hey there are okay, just what in fucks name do you think you are doing pal?! Do you seriously have that much of a goddamn death wish??!!” she’d scream to the top of her lungs as it was the first thing that came to mind once she had reached him. 

Ryoji: Leon would stand watch, circling the oni puppet and preparing an offensive counter strike! Leon glared, ready to push off of his right foot, and make a strong stride towards it, when all of a sudden at the corner of Leon’s eye, a dog or wolf like creature came from the ether, to grip onto the body puppet, maiming it violently. The voice of the oni he’d heard before could be heard grunting in irritation and snarling in pain. “GAH! BEGON YOU PRIMITIVE BEAST!” Leon questioned what was going on, and as he did red lettering would make itself promiant...more like kanji’s that. Made their way towards the body and formed a golden like string substance around it virtually immobilizing it. Leon could sense ether like presence in the area, something he’d never quite sensed before. The contacts picked up air pressure changes form the source, only for him to turn his head, just in time to see a red haired girl leaping from a high area and approaching him. She spoke with quite the “lovely” tone of voice, which sounded more like scolding than an “are you okay” type response. “Hey there are okay, just what in fucks name do you think you are doing pal?! Do you seriously have that much of a goddamn death wish??!!” Leon would sheathe his sword, and look the woman right in her eyes. He took note of her body, but he was more so focused on the task at hand, having a one track mind like his brother, but on a much more just cause rather than violent urges. As such the first thing Leon’s eyes met were hers. “As far as I know, I prefer life over death that I do. None the less, thank you for the back up. I wasn’t to certain of its abilities…I’ve never quite known how to combat oni like forces, other than fighting them head on. You have my gratitude. “The puppet like body started to convulse in muscle mass like it was increasing! “I’m assuming it’s not over yet...” Leon held the sheath of his sword with his left hand and hovered his right hand over the blades handle, standing in a battojutsu like pose, getting ready to strike at the beast!....that’s when suddenly a voice pierced the air, that brought the bodies motions to a stop. A different one from before…”that’s enough Von.” The body went limp and fell face first returning to death. The smoke and fumes leaked from it’s pours as it headed back towards the sword. “Y-YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!? THIS IS WHAT WE WANTED! A VESSEL!” “No…this is what YOU wanted. My ambition…surpasses your petty whims...submit.” the blackish purple aura seeped back into the blade, which shimmered in the moonlight. The blade would use the dead body as a pulley, and drag itself in front of the two. Suddenly a new body would seep from it, forming fully this time rather than a half way ghostly form. The form this time was a tall black haired man with dark purple eyes. He wore a black and white suit, with an open blazer and a tie. His hair hanging down to his back. His bangs short and more scattered as he’d look at the two. “Forgive my “roommate”. He’s more of a nuisance...than an asset. You two probably are still raring to kill me…cleanse me, or what ever else it is you do to purge evil spirits. Before you do. Let me explain my side of the story.” Leon would stand up, and fold his arms looking at the spiritual body. “Not interested.” He’d turn his back on it, preparing to walk away. The spirit would look to the girl, then back at Leon. “I am Ginsei. Ginsei Yanazuka. And you I’m certain are a prominent swordsman. I figure you both would be interested in these swords secrets…the Seishin Ribenji…After I defeated the rogue samurai with a job that was given to me by Purple. I took the sword man’s blade which consisted of a mysterious property. he hilt was made from an old tree in Japan. Legend has it that when oni's die they simply pass there soul on to other living things. This haunted hilt once was the powerful ONI Deity names "Von" a powerful warlord ONI who escaped the world of dark Hadou making his way into the real world. But the demon was stopped. His body getting arrowed down to an old tree…His soul, vowing to one day get revenge sealed itself into the tree. Making the powerful tree into an Onihoruda. Due to this, the hilt composed from this same tree allows Ginsei to use the hilt as a chi conduit. Allowing one to project chi in the rawest form, from its blade.” Leon stopped in his tracks. Hearing the concept that a blade like that actually exist….interested him to a high degree. Leon would turn around and look at the spirit named Ginsei. “…I don’t make deals with devils. But that sword would be a good asset to my style of combat. What do you require…if it’s to sinister I may not want to get it done, that I won’t.” Ginsei would smirk. “How about you girl…you interested in doing a wondering spirit a favor?” regardless of her answer, Ginsei would continue with his explanation. “See this sword…is my prison. I fought a man, who was once my ally. Deucalion Gray. He killed me. Irradiated my entire clan-c-

Ryoji: swiftly. At the very last moment to prevent my certain death…I sealed my very essence into the hilt of this blade in order to continue living on. Sadly I had to share it with this ridiculous excuse for an oni. Though he is powerful…and thanks to me has been consuming souls all these years to sustain us both. We’re looking….for a vessel. Not just any vessel. The last remaining Yanazuka…my son. My blood son. Taka Yanazuka. “Leon folded his arms. “Sounds simple enough…” Ginsei shook his head. ‘Not exactly. While my family name is gone, my followers have made a small time clan from my name, the Yanazuka clan. A small time league of Satsui No Hadou users that pride themselves on bloodlust and murder in the shadows, never coming to the light of things. They only operate at night time…they’re looking for my son, because they know only with him will they draw me, and this blade out. If they obtain this blade…they’ll train my son to wield it, and become a living carbon copy of me. That is something I do not wish…to have.” Leon questioned. “Is it because you’re too conceded to have another you, or is there actually some form of selfless inside of you.” Ginsei closed his eyes and smirked. “A tad of both young one. A tad of both. None the less he is and should be free to choose his own fate. Pave his own path. Free from my burdens and free to bare his own. Will you help me or not. Even with my fused oni symbology...consuming hebi…once I’m gone she will be released. And von here will have this space all to himself, free to keep doing this to people.” Ginsei would nod towards the dead body “Do not mistake my intentions for good…I merely want to possess my son’s body to come back in my own right. However, I can’t do it on my own. I need your help. In exchange I will take von with me and leave the sword for your using only. No catches. It’s as simple as that. What do you two say hm? Decide quick. The woman over there is reeking of Angry Bloom…if I was a physical form I’d be shitting myself right now. But she is suppressing my ability by being here…if she wielded me, I’d be less effective than I would be with you young samurai.” Leon furrowed his brow…contemplating weather this was a good decision or not. “I can hear the manipulation on him…but that blade…” Leon though to himself. The emotion of questioning written all over his face. -e-

SayuriAkagi: Domini looked to the young male the seriousness in her lavender hue denoting the seriousness of the matter in which she was yelling about, taking a slight moment between her words to admire his handsome features before placing her right hand upon her hip, and returning her attention back the issue once their eyes had met. Ryo having been hurtled over to the side by the puppet’s master managed to get up onto all fours again his mistress running over towards him in order ascertain if he was alright or if he would need to be returned to Kagura in order to full recover from the injuries sustained. “I am fine mistress concern yourself not with me.” He’d tell her the moment she kneels at his side. “Stand ready the beast comes again.” Dom turns her head just in time to see the corpse’s muscle beginning to convulse and increase in an attempt break her restraint spell. She immediately stands allowing both of her hand clasp the hilt of her weapon her spiritual power starting to infuse itself into the piece of holy wood in order to transmogrify into that of a fully operational blade made steel. The red head beauty would hear the stranger’s word regarding his preference for death over living, then hearing him thank her for her help as he didn’t know how to truly battle an oni outside of going head on. That answer to her was obvious to after what she had just bore witness to. But still it was no real reason to want an early grave. “You’re welcome….but you know you do sound like a guy who’s girlfriend screwed him then left him out dry after the fact…” Domini states as it was the first thing that came to mind here since he was acting so majorly depressed which in this case there was no place for at the moment before hearing his state that this wasn’t over yet. “Nope not by the long shot, be ready to move on my mark.” She turns her blade towards the left leveling it at a vertical angle her right hand resting at the base of the hilt while her right remained at the top pulling the sword as close as she could to her hip her feet starting to move into a stance that might have been familiar to her accomplice or not as it was more heavily related to kendo that anything else. It was than that body of the puppet fell limp before her eyes and that of another voice begin to pierce the air, causing Domini to look at the sword once more her eyes seeing another aura slightly different to that of the original that was currently killing her softly from inside out. Hell it was almost pleasant dare she say it but still it was sinister to say the least as it was of one who was no longer of this world. The oni before her would begin to wail, “Y-YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!? THIS IS WHAT WE WANTED! A VESSEL!” to which the other would reply, “No…this is what YOU wanted. My ambition…surpasses your petty whims...submit.” and in this moment another form would emerges from the blade of a man tall in height and his stature prominent with eyes much like her own. His attire was clean cut as was the style of his raven colored hair almost causing Domini to put down her blade, cause of the shock she was in but even she knew better than that in this matter. Feeling his gaze upon her form the 18yr old held fast to her poker face in front of the spirit as he apologized for the oni’s who he seemed to share occupancy of the sword with’s behavior explaining that he was more of a pain and then a pleasure to have around then wishing to explain his dilemma before begin gotten rid of. “The thought did cross my mind.” Domini retorted keeping her stance unbroken despite the boy’s wishes to leave things as they were unchecked and unresolved. “You’ve got 5 seconds after back to hell you both go.” Of course it didn’t take long for the male spirit to start explaining his plait starting at how he had come into possession of the blade and more. But it wasn’t until he spoke the name of the oni “Von” that Dom herself truly gave a damn about the matter. “VON?! Then that means that, THAT sword is….holy shit…hell no defiantly not interested buddy the only service I would be interested in sealing you both up completely which is what I am going to do right here and now.” Was Domini’s only reply to Ginsei’s question about her helping him as no member of her family dared to trust a demon period. Again the spirit of Ginsei would speak to the two of them hoping to appeal to their better natures about the matter something that the red head was too stubborn to give into as it had been proving both in and out of her family that lies were all that Onis and their kin knew yet and still she had to admit it did tug at her heart strings some that is until the man pointed out that she reeked of the Angry Bloom, a plant that had been proven ages ago to be powerful weapon against Onihorudas. “No offense Ginsei but I don’t have any interest in wielding anything that hasn’t be blessed by the will of Hachiman’s hand.” She points out to him turning of her heels just as the specter begins to propositions the other that is with her about the matter again as Ryo joins his mistress. Domini is forced to stop short in her strides her head turning towards the boy with ease her tone sounding smooth and sultry without her trying, “If you agree to his terms, you will end up like that corpse over there without the proper training, why seek death now when there is so much to live for?”

A Total Eclipse of the Heart... now the Training Begins
Ryoji: When Leon heard how righteous the girl sounded, it surprised him. she seemed hell-bent on her own cause, and it actually allowed him to have hope for the common man or woman who wanted to do something bigger than themselves. However the snip she made about him being left high and dry caused his right eye to twitch for a moment reflecting on the thought that he was single. He’d close his eyes, exhaling through his nostrils choosing not to reflect on such a thought and continue looking at the situation at hand. Leon could tell one thing though…she has vast knowledge of demonology based on her response to the oni ‘s name and what the blade was…this made Leon almost feel like a giddy child, wanting the blade more and more now. To have something with that kind of ability would be a vast asset in his fight against crime. But it was clear that she had a mission against what Leon wanted: that sword. “If you agree to his terms, you will end up like that corpse over there without the proper training, why seek death now when there is so much to live for?” Leon’s tone was stern, and more so stronger than his previously mannerable demeanor. “Because what I live for is the protection of others. There is no guarantee ill make it to tomorrow let alone the next hour. It will take more than a washed up spirit to kill me. You yourself appear very knowledgeable on demon arts. So I could use your help in cleansing the blade in order to properly wield it. Plus….from the weight of the steaks here…I have a chance to stop an evil in its tracks. His methods are methodical at best themselves, but the lesser of two evils is the more focused patient one...not the one that grows to not know what he’s doing.” Leon would step forth. “I’ll help you Ginsei. On one condition.” Leon pointed at the blade. “You keep that Von guy at bay. Until I figure out a way to do so myself…while you’re doing that ill guard the blade until I find your son. I’ll need something to go off of however…” Ginsei smiled with a sinister tinged to his grin. It was definitely not a smile worth trusting. “Well I’m only active when people touch me…and of all the hands that have grazed me. I’ve learned that he may be attending Kasaihana high under a fake name. He knows not his lineage….it’s best that way, but that creed of secrecy will be broken. He has purple eyes like my own…a scar on his left cheek in the shape of a kanji that translates to “hate”. You’ll know when you see him. Thank you…hm. Never caught your name. Ronin?” Leon placed his hands back into his pockets. “That’s my alias. The city knows me as Leon. Leon Ryoji.” Ginsei’s head tilted up in laughter. “HAHAHAHA! I thought those emerald eyes were a familiar sight. Tell that pigs boy, I said “Ginsei’s back in town.” The body of Ginsei started to fade piece by piece, and bit by bit. “Make haste….and do not underestimate the Yanazaka Clan by any means…you will regret it.” the image of Ginsei disappeared. The sword lay on the ground and regardless of warning; Leon would walk over to it and take the blade in hand. Looking at it…his eyes studying over it for a moment. “So far he’s holding his end of the bargain it seems.” Leon would, turn to face the red haired girl, just now taking note of her full body. Buxom was the word that came to mind. But again Leon tried his best to only focus on his goal…and this mysterious woman just might be apart of that goal. “You. Ma'am. Just who are you and this wolf creature? And would you be willing to aid me in this journey to find the child? If not I understand…but you said that some form of “training” was required. I’m curious to know just what you mean by that.” Leon would hold the sword in this right hand and let the blade rest on his shoulders in a samurai type manor looking at the woman. Even with her buxom body, his eyes only met her eyes. Habit of Leon’s making direct eye contact like so.

SayuriAkagi: Though Domini herself had her own agenda for the evening it went against all she was trained to do not protect the innocent from onis and even more so themselves from the temptations of the beasts, and this one wasn't any exception to that rule either. It also became apparent to Domini that she'd hit the nail on the head when she brought up the young man being the target of one of her own nightly games, hit'em and quit'em as she catches sight of his right eye twitching some. "Oh yeah, I was right poor kid and he appears to have such a nice cock too." She thinks to herself giggling in her own bedevilment for a moment hearing his response to her warning in regards to accept Ginsei's offer. Once more Domini felt a tug at her usual "I don’t give a fuck" may lay within her heart, the spirit of bushido pouring out strongly in not only the heart but words of the young male as he spoke them causing her to completely turn to face him her right arm moving upwards then behind her head in order to sheathed Kagura once more once he spoke of her knowledge in the oni exorcism field and his need of her help in order to rid the blade of those that called it home. She couldn't help but scoff under her breath already knowing that her warning had been ignored completely based on his response to her before he stepped forward accepting the second spirit's offer and proceeding to gain further details on the boy in question's whereabouts. It was Ginsei's facial reaction that brought immediate concern to the red head, Domini as it was always a sign that there was something more to the agreement than meets the eye. "Damn fool" was all she managed to say under breath whilst the deal was made and details were given. The inscribed kanji that supposed to be on the face of the spirit's son was even more interesting as well to her. The red head would remain quiet through the transaction between the two hearing Ryo state, "Ginsei is hiding something from the boy...but even my all seeing eyes cannot tell what it is." Domini nods, "that makes two of us old friend I don’t get it why go through so much to gain this one's attention?" "We shall soon have our answer now won't we, as I do take it you will help the boy." "No choice I'm afraid, it goes against all my family stands for not to." "Good." Domini watched once the spirit of Ginsei left their sights allowing the sword to fall against the ground as it now was voidal of all demonic like presences at least for now as the male with her who she now knew as Leon Ryoji walked over to pick it up with no trouble at all with her at a close second. Their eyes would meet once Learn turned to face her it was something that made her a bit uncomfortable to say the least as she wasn't used to looking men straight in the face, due to how painfully aware it made her that she was in fact a woman responding to her own natural attraction to opposite sex. It was a weakness she despised yet with this one she couldn't avoid it as he spoke asking her name and Ryo's first and if she would aid him in finding Ginsei's son. "My name Domini Fudo, and the wolf, is my spirit guide Ryo. I am the priestess of Tamafuri Temple and as your new found friend pointed out I'm also an oni slayer. I am surprised that you can see Ryo though most normal people can't, which means you either have the gift or your ancestral lines are tied to an oni god like my own. Normally I wouldn't get involved in such matters but there's something that me and my companion don't like about either of these two, so we will help you." Domini replies back attempting to place a hand on the blade while its being examined by Leon her eyes still being able to see the faint demonic like aura bounce off of it if allowed to do so she would utter another incantation, "Eighty pillars of red, throne of the jaded king, mountain perched high on a branch, roses of a new moon sing, binding hadou number 47 activate." A sultra made of paper with kanji inscribed on its makes would appear about the hilt as an insurance that "Von" would remained subdued completely for a little while longer if Ginsei had any ideals of letting the bastard loose just for kicks anytime soon. "Considered that an insurance policy on top of Ginsei's word. And yes I did...in order to fully make use of that sword and its inhabitants you must first be able to manipulate and use your own soul as a weapon as I do as well. Without this knowledge you're just a pawn in their little game, something they can use until ripe and ready for the taking. It is that I can't allow...no rather I won't allow to happen. "

Ryoji: Leon nodded, inquiring his ancestral gifts. “Tis true. I stream from a line of people created by the Shinto God of War, Hachiman. I’m a Koikonjitto. I took some time to study on my family’s history….a long line of unsung heroes, that they were.” Leon took a few steps closer to her, but not to close, more so a causal distance. Leon wasn’t really one to get in close unless it was combat related. If there was one thing he’d become good at, it’s keeping people away from him…but even on the contrary he has a naturally vibrant aura, that won’t let him fool people into thinking he’s a bad guy, when he’s actually pure of heart. in order to fully make use of that sword and its inhabitants you must first be able to manipulate and use your own soul as a weapon as I do as well. Without this knowledge you're just a pawn in their little game, something they can use until ripe and ready for the taking. It is that I can't allow...no rather I won't allow to happen”. Leon would nod. “Your concern is most admirable miss Fudo. It’s much appreciated, that it is. As such, when can we start this training? The crime rate in the city has noticeably diminished since my and another vigilantes efforts have gone into making it so…only the heavy hitters now a days, and even then they come out in the day where they can show off.” Leon would take another look at the blade. Almost as if he was second guessing his decision…but the power and ability the sword promised, just seemed to much of a loss to him if he quit now. “Do you have a shrine, or dojo you specifically train at, or could we just start right here? Also those incantations…are those some kind of magic? I’ve never encountered something like this before.” Leon would tuck the sword in a secondary strap holster, so it was above where his chakuto was tucked at. He’d begin to casually run his hands through his hair, undoing his pony tail while she explained. He’d shake his head from side to side freeing his hair for a moment, before taking grip of the hair band, and in his opposite hand his hair, and putting it in a much neater ponytail. His raven black hair was surprisingly well kept for a man of his profession, as he’d let his bangs fall on opposite sides of his face, only to meet in the middle. He’d then fold his arms and listen attentively.

SayuriAkagi: "That does explain quiet a bit now," Domini commented once she was told of his lineage, allowing herself to become aware of just how close he got to her. "Cautious as scared cats near a pool of water....man what the hell did that harpy do to you?" She asks herself her gaze now noticing the aura that moved itself over Leon's body. It was the same as Kimi, the clan's blacksmith and presumably the last pure blood descendant of the war god but apparently there was life in the old boy yet. Domini was grateful that he took to heart her concern and what was even greater the offer which until two seconds ago she hadn't realize she had even extended which made her laugh a bit awkwardly. "Domini please or Dom for short, I’m only what a year or so older than you.” -chuckles- “Well if you want we could start tonight if you wish though I warn you, the training will test you in ways you wouldn't think imaginable if you don't truly have the spirit of a Samurai or are playing games with me, it....will....kill....you.” This warning flowed over her lips in a very serious tone, her lavender eyes reflecting their seriousness as well, since none outside of the Takageuchi bloodline had ever been taught their techniques before at least to her knowledge so Domini was taking quite a risk here. The grounds of the temple should be fine for tonight, afterwards I will explain things to Tomasaburo-sama in the morning she's kinda my guardian while I’m here. As to the chants no they aren't magic, like you I am also the descendant of god but mines was an oni it is by his power that my family has these abilities and by the grace of the light that we choose to fight against what we were are. I know it sounds crazy but you'd have to hear our story from sensei to really understand it." A genuine smile hit her hips as she watches him groom hair, by taking it a loose from the band that held in place moving his fingers through it as if to comb it out, shaking a before returning it to the confines of the band while Domini secretly fan girled her ass off. Not many people were aware of it but she was quite the stickler for well kept men with long hair it was lubricant to say the least to her but yet and still her facial features remain soft, and unchanged as awaiting his answer as Ryo looked on still in his wolf state at her heels surprised a bit that his mistress would even do such a thing as invite him back the clan grounds without the elders permission. "You know this gonna end badly right?" He’d ask her. "Yeah I know but unfortunately it can't be helped now, he’s taken then deal and the sword." Dom replied back turning on her heels. "The temple, shrine and my family's home are all on the same land deep in the foot hills passed the Geisha district." Shed point in the direction of the part of D2 that looked more like something out of old Japanese fight movie than part of a modern city. "We’d best get going if we are gonna formulate a plan to find Ginsei-san's son and get the basics done tonight."

Ryoji: "Domini please or Dom for short, I’m only what a year or so older than you." Leon nods at this notion to call her by her first name. She was being rather formal with him so quickly but he questioned it not." Well if you want, we could start tonight if you wish though I warn you, the training will test you in ways you wouldn't think imaginable if you don't truly have the spirit of a Samurai or are playing games with me, it....will....kill....you. “Leon nodded at this notion as well. Not fearing death but more so failure. When she explained about the origins of her abilities and gone they streamed from an ancient decent like his own. it was no surprise, abilities like those only stream in complete and utter rarity. Leon caught her lips curling into a genuine smile. A small eyebrow raise in reply as he'd had fixed his hair. When she gave the directions to where her temple/shrine was Leon nodded, pressing a button on hid watch that would call the hover bike to his location again. The jet black bike pulled up in front of him and Leon would mount the bike, revving it twice and looking straight ahead. "Your right. Making haste would be the best thing for us to do. hop on when your ready. I'll follow your directions." Leon took one last glance at the blade on his hip. A hint of wonder gleamed in his emerald eyes. He wanted to train in the ways of mystic arts to the blade and make it his and his only. He was ready to learn regardless of how long it took. And it seemed he was gaining a companion along the way, a rather busty one at that. Leon pushed all physical attraction to the back of his mind. A mental habit he developed on the battle field. Though anything can and had been known to change.

SayuriAkagi: -The fiery haired beauty listened to Leon speak lowering her hand back towards her side the sound of a engine coming to into an ear shot of her own ears in just matters of moments, turning slightly to the right Domini would see a GC-3 model black colored hover bike come into view most likely being guided in by a wireless device that the guy in front of her had on him, she wagered as her lavender eyes widen then lowered as if to say ‘my, my aren’t we full of surprises tonight.’ Watching him mount the vehicle with ease then rev it twice before telling her to hop on whenever she was ready. Now she wasn’t a stranger to speed not by a long shot but of course being that close to a male especially when it wasn’t completely on her terms was a definite no, no in her books as she still wasn’t sure if she could trust him or herself for that fact around him.- “You’ve held your own against an oni, own one killer ass bike, and are embark upon mission that will utter change your life…tell me something Leon…is there anything you can’t do…” -she’d asked in an attempt to crack a joke but in truth it prolly sounded more like she was flirting with him than anything else, at least to Domini it did any how. Something about this guy really had Domini wondering if he was in fact for real to some levels, and unfortunately for the 18yr old female her curiosity had always been one of her worst attributes and without so much as a rational thought she moved towards the bike sitting on it side ways at first allowing her chi to flow freely for a moment in order to summoned Ryo back into the makings of Kagura before carefully motioning her left leg over the seat completely so that her chest would be slightly pressed up again the small of Leon’s back but at a distance both of the riders would be comfortable with (if that’s even possibly lol). Ryo allowed himself to be absorbed by his mistress’ power back into the wooden sword that was perched up high between her shoulders but not before letting a low growl move pass his lips, a sign that he wasn’t too happy either about Domini being close to the male that was on the bike, especially since the two had just met but mere minutes ago. She aware of the oni’s dislikes of others near her especially people she barely knew but it was something he’d have to get over and soon too since she would be heading out to college soon next fall. Out of instinct she would attempted to wrap her arms about his waist in order not to get thrown off of it if they so happened to hit an air pocket while in motion.- “Straight down Main, and take a left at the third light,” Domini would tell him her lips practically against his left ear once she says this her eyes wandering off a bit in order to force herself to think of mission at hand rather than her own attraction to the guy that was driving the bike in front of her which in itself was seriously starting to aggravate the hell outta her, to say the very least as the two zoomed off down the street in direction she’d had given him.