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Post by Juni on Apr 30, 2020 18:28:47 GMT -8
Juniper pouted when the offer of the debts being paid was outright declined but smiled when Maxine agreed to serve, it was then that she realized that was not her intention. Serving and being resident as an ally were two different roles, there was plenty of servants who lived there specifically to cater to all the residents who more specifically martial artists or ki enhanced users. The conversation would have to wait until they returned to the estate, as it was a priority to aid Misaki find a precious tree, one that would be transplanted to the estate to be taken care of.
“I understand, taking responsibility of your own debts is a life achievement once it is paid off, and that must be a wonderful feeling. I have achivements of my own, the primary one is being surrounded by capable people so that I can apply my own mystic talents in healing and balancing chakras.”
After Koma and Maxine settled in it was a matter of Misaki taking the lead with her salamander. The hovercraft was a fast vehicle capable of traversing all types of terrain and reaching high altitudes. Juniper wondered if the creature was capable of outrunning the limousine style craft almost curious at the thought.
“Well, it’s a good thing we packed more food, it seems you’re quite hungry Koma-san. I may be famished later if I have to use my ki when we find the tree. Who knows what kind of trouble awaits us and I honestly always feel famished after using any amount of ki.”
There was a slightly awkward silence between the engaged couple, it was the result of being apart for long periods of time, and Juniper was getting used to being around her husband-to-be who seemed more talkative inside a cabaret in her demoness form. The tea princess was fully aware that she held a different demeanor as Hachiko, a split personality distinct to how she carried herself as Juniper, and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. It was exciting to travel with everyone to an unknown destination and take matters into their own hands, sealing their fate on what they all believed in, and strengthening the bond everyone had to depend on each other.
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Post by Maxine on May 11, 2020 23:40:20 GMT -8
Alas, for all her experience with the worst of people and fakers among fakes, Maxine was hopelessly outgunned by her superior – she totally didn’t see through Shortcake’s words. Instead, her eyes shone for a just a moment, before slipping into an especially uncharacteristic sunny smile… but, like all rare things, it vanished within a second. ”Perhaps, someday. I shall be dedicating myself to it!” answered the android, even if her words were to no one in particular. She’d like to imagine it as some sort of proud pledge, but it was more like an awkward babble. Well, maybe even a machine could be starstruck.
As the team piled in – err, well, the couple piled in, and Misaki, Coral and Percy… w-what? What?! What?! For a moment, the group would be treated to the sight of Maxine doing her utmost to ignore the dragon – okay, winged salamander – currently preparing itself behind them. It was probably a bit comical, watching the flustered lady stumble her way through the controls while casting plenty of glances back at the terrible lizard… i-it just wasn’t sanitary to have that thing in a garage! Highly unprofessional… ugh, her usual boss would probably love that. Yet, somehow, a tiny part of her was just glad that its presence had overshadowed her perilous attempt at humour.
For better and worse, she managed to focus on the conversation at hand despite it all… no, well, ‘focus’ was too strong a word. Between the… sights and sounds of Misaki’s method of transportation, Maxine was also bothered by Juniper’s comments on her ambition. Not that her words or intent bothered her, but instead… well, she’d mused before that she was fairly sure that she didn’t have chakra or ki or the like, but then… what would that feel like, exactly? Was that the sixth sense people sometimes spoke of? A hole in her heart felt a little wider, all of a sudden…
But! To her credit, she did get things sorted in spite of both external and internal turmoil, and as Juniper indicated she allowed Misaki and Percy to take the lead. While perhaps not her preferred style of transport, Maxine’s taste for driving gradually took root again, and she calmed down considerably… maybe even a little too much. A quest, after all! How exciting. She didn’t get to do this sort of thing often. Though, driving a cute couple wasn’t so rare an experience by comparison. Always charming though. Maybe she could live without the dragon – winged salamander – though… it didn’t have brake lights. While her expression was mostly hidden to Juniper and Koma, the trio ahead of them might catch the occasional look of horror on the bodyguard-come butler’s face whenever that tail swung too close. S-She didn’t want to know how well scales could trade paint!
”If you will forgive my rudeness; Ōhime-sama, Goshyujin-sama; may I ask how long you have known each other? I may have overheard from some of the staff that your current living arrangements are rather… fresh.” Well, not the most scintillating avenue of conversation, but Maxine was trying! For all her social ineptitude, she could tell that there was a hunger for something to talk about right now – at least until Misaki reported in. And, learning a little about your bosses was definitely a wise career move…
Chakras, a magical tree, shape-changing lizards, and newlyweds. And here she’d thought wrestling an eel would be the biggest concern for today.
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Post by Misaki Kazamiya on May 17, 2020 2:59:02 GMT -8
The druid asked for a ride upon the salamander, and Misaki gave a very fresh smile as she patted that there was space on it's back. "I could not refuse. After all, if you were not around, I might not have been able to be so kind to this adorable little beast, and then he might have never been in condition for flying at all!" The florist would offer happily.
The Salamander's answer was a short "gronk?!" Of surprise, as it looked forward, sweatdrops lost amidst the rain as it counted it's blessings. Meanwhile, as Percy got on, Coral would, likewise, wipe sweat off her own brow, umbrella firmly hanging above them. "Uhm, yeah, let's... let's get going!" Coral would finally say.
after looking back, though, the Florist would gain a sly grin upon seeing Maxine's expression, before continuing. "Now then, Sally... take us up. quickly now... or do you want the *limousine* to show you up?" Misaki would add with a teasing tone.
The Drake would respond with a puff of smoke, and a short glare at the vehicle behind them, before lifting off with a large jump into the air, raising a hundred feet in a single bound just to show it's own superiority.
"...my, it seems I've lit quite a fire under you..." Misaki would add with a grin, before observing the sky around them. Rain fell from the sky, tiny splotches of ki falling to earth just to grow silent. Her normal senses were obscured, and even energy sensing would be difficult in such a deluge under normal circumstances...
Misaki put a hand to her chest, trying to feel for the beating of her own heart... That steady rhythym. that beat. the same beat of something else... somewhere else... their beats now strummed in her ears in a raucous chorus.
The beat of the tree's life, and her own...
That feeling, pure and white, she focused on it, even as a blue shell of energy formed around her, briefly enshrining the gardener in a blue aura...
"Misaki...?" COral would ask, but only get a quiet "shhh..." in response.
Eventually, the feeling came in. the mountains, somewhere cold. somewhere that could not be graced with the rain, cold and dry. No place for a tree. and... a place headed...
"...That way!" Misaki would finally say, leaning in as she focused her ki very softly onto the salamander in front of her.
In response, with an earth-shattering cry, the creature roared, before flinging themselves into that direction.
With a smile, Misaki would gently raise her own power level, making sure she was easy to follow even in the rain... though she doubted the current rainfall was enough to obscure the presence of the house-sized salamander, or it's brightly colored occupants.
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Post by Koma on Jul 5, 2020 17:29:35 GMT -8
As they rushed forward on the hovercraft towards their destination, the dark haired Samurai was silent. His mind was occupied with the sounds of the air rushing around them and the sounds of the Winged Salamander flying forward carrying Percy, Coral, and Misaki. It sounded almost like some melody he had heard some time long before. As they drove forward, for a moment Koma wasn't with them, at least not mentally. His mind and memory floated to a scattering of scenes in a time lost to the modern era, Oolong City in the decade before. An era of Leisure Suit Samurai in Oolong City, of Boardroom Warlords commanding great armies and corporations from luxury offices. A time of corruption, and a time where he could remember even now being a barely adult, a country bumpkin meeting and saving the pig beastman-demon hybrid whom would come to become his truest and greatest friend. When he was not 'Koma of the White Cat Clan', when his skill had not yet earned him the names 'Koma the Spinning Top' or 'Koma the hundred times dead'. When he was Koma the bastard, Koma the orphan, Koma the fresh faced. Before his body was covered in thousands of scars from thousands of battles. He remembered meeting Ma-Te's family for a moment when the pig demon had finally decided to return to the Tea Clan's Headquarters after having spent a hectic week with the heir to the Tea Clan. Pine Tea had offered him status as a retainer after hearing of the young man's exploits, hoping for a skilled bodyguard for his son. Koma had turned him down, but remembered the scene even now. Including the much younger than him Juniper. It had been a great offer to be asked that by the Tea Clan, but he had already been obligated with a clan. His mind filtered back to the modern word at the question, and he shrugged. “In any real, formal way? A few months, at maximum. But our clan's decided it was best, and I did know of Juniper. Her brother Ma-Te was one of the best friends I had in my whole life.” The half-saiyan Samurai didn't bother to mention that he himself had only in the past month or so been acknowledged as the legitimate heir and prince of the White Cat Clan, and before that he was just some random homeless, lordless, samurai from a destroyed army and clan. Watching for signs ahead of them and around them of the tree, he listened to the sounds of the wildlife around them and after he heard it start to lessen, would try to direct Maxine to park in a nearby Ravine and gesture for Maxine, Percy, and Coral to follow. If the Tree of Might was really as powerful as it was depicted as being in legend, this would take strategy, tactics, and luck. [482] [2,658] Juni Misaki Kazamiya Persephone Maxine
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Post by Juni on Jul 7, 2020 10:55:43 GMT -8
It was true that it was only recently that Juniper and Koma had come to live together at the Zen Estate; it was an elaborate plan by the Tea Family to bring her closer to the heir of the White Cat Family prior to the arranged marriage ceremony that took place after.
“I would have known Koma better if my mother was not so strict upon me learning the Mystic arts. I am the only child of my mother, who is my father’s second wife, his first wife died giving birth to Ma-Te, and my sister Clove was…” Juniper’s words trailed off, she recalled overhearing Tea Clan members describe that Clove was in quite a state after the death of her mother, in order to calm the five year old princess down she was sent away to a monastery to learn swordmanship. “Studying under a different discipline. I met Koma in passing with Ma-Te at Grand Duke Oolong’s palace but it did not occur to anyone that he was a member of the White Cat Clan, guardians of Korin’s tower, his birth has been kept secret until now. It is in the Pig Demon Duchie’s best interest for the royal clans to unite for a bigger and brighter future.”
The sound of rain drops hit the roof of the hovercraft limousine, it was light at first until it began to increase, through the sealed sun roof glass, she could see that the girls on the flying salamander were soaked--again. The strange on and off rain pattern was normal to the outskirts of Oolong City, the villages that relied on the rain benefited from the incalculable weather patterns, as the rains carried from different parts of the world enriched the soil. The tree of might being kept in the western lands made the most sense based on the environment and soon it would be saved from their enemies after Misaki answered its plight.
She mused for a moment before she spoke again, “Hachi has been my only friend for most of my life, he is at sea right now visiting family, he should be returning soon, and you can formally meet him upon his return, Maxine-san.” At no point did it occur to Juniper that she should explain that Hachi was an octopus. [381] [2,801]
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Post by Persephone on Jul 9, 2020 20:23:54 GMT -8
Percy gingerly climbed atop the salamander, gently petting them as she sat down. She chuckled softly at Misaki's comment and shook her head, addressing the salamander in a whisper. "Do not worry. Misaki was as determined to be gentle with you as I was." Percy looked up at the green-haired woman seated in front of her. Percy did not have much experience in this world, having been raised in such a remote island. And while Misaki was a mystery to her in many ways, there was something familiar and welcoming about her that reminded her fondly of home. Her love of nature was refreshing and brought her a sense of calm that she had not felt since leaving her home. Percy absent-mindedly scratched the scar on her shoulder, a lopsided smile crept to her face as she observed Misaki playfully taunting their large, scaly friend.
As they rocketed into the sky, Percy let out a startled shriek as she crumpled forward and gripped on for dear life. The ground had disappeared beneath them, and suddenly she envied the rain, as it fell quietly back to the earth; where she desperately wished she were closer to. She muttered to herself indignantly as she remained close to the salamander's back, giving them a full-bodied hug as if her life depended on it. "If we were meant to fly, we would have wings ourselves...Gods protect us until our feet meet the ground!" As their pace steadied, Percy slowly and cautiously straightened up and looked around, being careful not to look down. Despite the umbrella, the rain had blown through, causing Percy to pull the hood of her travelling cloak over her head as a feeble attempt to remain dry.
Her quiet observance of their surroundings didn't last long, however, as Misaki directed Sally towards their destination. Percy yelped and made herself small once again, laying flat against the salamander with her eyes squeezed shut. She yelled over the sound of the wind and rain to Misaki. "A-are we close?!"
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Post by Maxine on Jul 10, 2020 3:33:39 GMT -8
Maxine had truly nothing to say. ‘Adorable little beast’, the term ‘Gronk’, and the title of ‘Sally’. She was quite thankful when she could just roll up the windows and focus on the job at hand… she liked living in a world of modern woes; she had no answer for magic and monsters. A city slicker through and through. Oh well… she had to get used to it one day or another, if she wanted to stay in this business.
As the rain began to fall again, the android merely frowned – handling a flying vehicle in the rain had its finer points thanks to the added wind speed, but it wasn’t a problem. She usually liked the rain, honestly. But, as it grew heavier, a sense of dread crept into her… s-she hated thunderstorms. Hopefully it wouldn’t get that bad, or else she might be embarrassing herself further. Her pace slowed just a little to account for the weather, but she remained determined – especially as the salamander took a sudden turn! Maxine was a little more gentle, but Koma and Juniper might be holding on a little tighter for a while…!
But, conversation was a fine diversion from the hints of misery that lingered, for both Maxine and Koma. She’d at least heard of Clove Tea’s frustrations through the Duchies’ gossip, but that had been quite some time ago. To think she’d end up feeling the turbulence now. ”To unite the royal clans… that will be a complicated undertaking. There are many minor clans that would quite like a higher seat, especially one from which they can have a say in the Western Lands’ future. Please be wary, Ōhime-sama.” mused Maxine, gently, but with that iron laced in her words that she had voiced earlier. When push came to shove, the fact remained… the android had pledged herself to the Duchies, not to the Tea Clan. For as long as their ambitions intersected, they would surely get along, but there might come a time when that was no longer the case.
”If I might offer a voice from far below your venerable position… I would suggest you do not forget that there are many others with their own wishes. The Grand Dukes have been somewhat hands-off for some time, so these clans will need to be given the respect they have earned should a united West be your own wish. That, or… they will need to be – otherwise convinced of your authority. Heritage will not be enough.” The android trailed off at that note, as it was certainly an option she would rather they didn’t pursue. It would be quite bad for business… to put it lightly.
On a lighter note, though – ”I’ve heard this Hachi mentioned. It sounds like he has quite the high position amongst your family. I would like to hear of his wisdom someday.” remarked Maxine, imagining a venerable uncle or ambitious cousin to Juniper. However, she couldn’t add much more as Koma took charge. The machine followed his directions obediently, but struggled a little more than he might expect – she lacked his ear for the nature around them, much less the experience with the outdoors to decipher the meaning from it.
The luxury craft was a little awkward to park given the unsteady ground and its less than robust design, but Maxine managed to find a decent clearing and touch down. The android hesitated before disembarking, not keen on getting out in the stormy weather… but, she’d still obediently open the doors for her superiors and even open an umbrella for them. Misaki and Percy would no doubt find it a bit comical… the polite and professional butler, in the middle of the wild. To say she looked out of place would be putting it extremely kindly. A suit and tie was far from good camouflage, but at least that meant their compatriots wouldn’t have any trouble spotting them.
”I cannot imagine the Tree of Might could simply have gone undiscovered for so long. Even if it is considered merely a myth…” began Maxine, grasping at something to say, but falling victim to her own doubt in the legend’s existence. She wisely just kept her mouth shut on that matter. Casting her gaze around, she hoped for an excuse to say something smart… but it was all just nature to her. Trees, cliffs, and the ravine’s flowing stream… while she could probably navigate using such features, she could not give any conclusions as to a magical spirit tree’s location from them. Not exactly what she was designed for… ”…in any case. I think this would be the area of expertise for your honoured companions. I shall do my best to step lightly… I do not think a machine is welcome here.”
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Post by Misaki Kazamiya on Jul 23, 2020 14:00:14 GMT -8
Checking behind her, Misaki heard Percy's question as they went and her smile faded slightly, as she saw the way that Percy had collapsed herself onto the dragon. It seemed she'd quickly found herself soaked with Rain, as well.
The woman didn't take more than a second to take Percy's palms in her own. "Indeed. It seems Lord Koma wishes to stop for the moment." Misaki would reply, before putting her effort into pulling Percy's hands from the salamander onto her waist. "If you stay strapped so to Sally, you'll bump your chin when he descends." She explains, her energy blazing ever so slightly as a warmth cut through the deluge of the rain, and the Gardener gave a smile of dense innocence, as she directed the dragon down towards the ground, landing without another look back as the two struck the ground.
"Lord Koma. It appears we're starting to get close. I can feel the tree more strongly..." Misaki stated, though a frown came over her face as she did so. "...But it is also getting weaker. I cannot profess to know the endurance of a magical tree, but it has a week to live at most with whatever... unique mistreatment it's being given." The Gardener offered. With her information given, the Gardener inclined her head, pausing before asking the question one asks of the Lord-samurai as a mere employee. "So, what shall we do, my lord? I'm certain your planning skills far outstrip my own in this endeavour."
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Post by Koma on Aug 7, 2020 4:10:25 GMT -8
“The foundation upon all equal diplomacy resides upon is a knowledge of strength, Maxine-san. My grandfather has many child clans whom have loyalty to himself as their ancestral founder but would have no reason to show me the same respect and deference. At some level, there will be a clash of wills and strength within the Pig Demon Duchies over whom controls it, regardless of if it is an unified Tea and White Cat Clan or an alliance of the other Grand Dukes.”
The half-saiyan samurai gave a simple nod, “But there is value in listening to those who will add their strength to the cause of the society as a whole, rather than wasting strength gathered.” He let out a wistful sigh, thinking of what he had been taught as a young boy was the duty of all Samurai in the Pig Demon Duchies and which was the reason for the formation of the first clans in the land in the first place; the defeat of Piccolo Daimao and his Demon Clan. He didn't need to explain this fact to Maxine, Juniper, or any other though, so he didn't. Even if it was useful for them to know, it was not necessary.
As they gathered together a short time later in the spot they had landed in, and held council Koma was silent, thinking of it and then shaking his head for a moment as he thought of the best way to handle such a group, whom might be expecting invasion.
“I may be wrong, but I recall some mention of this legendary tree being able to absorb ambient spiritual energy and feed off of it? If that's the case, my plan is simple. I will use capsules I brought to create a small forge and smithy which I will then begin working at with the sacred shards which Juniper and I were presented with, using them and the other tools I have gathered to forge the tools which I intended to foster into this world. If I'm right, the spiritual energy from my own working on it and the rituals I'll be participating in to create them should be enough to drip feed the Tree some sustenance, and ideally will gather a scouting party, whom we will them ambush and disable. They'll then send another, and after we've dealt with at least two of their scouting parties they might be weakened in number enough for us to attack the place they've actually got the Tree itself.”
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Post by Juni on Oct 28, 2020 7:18:52 GMT -8
“Yes, I understand the issues in my dream to unite the clans among the Pig Demon Duchies, if I can produce enough offspring for them all to be placed into arranged marriages, we would be one big happy family in the Westernlands, Maxine-san.” Juniper paused, “Until then, one must remain completely optimistic of being influential in the most positive light, including our current mission. Acquiring the reputation and respect of the residents is the first step.”
The Tea Princess understood her position of being heiress to the Tea Clan, the fame, and fortune her Grandfather Oolong built would be on her shoulders, just like her future with Koma of the White Cat clan.
Maxine offered her opinion of Hachi, Juniper gleaned a wide smile, and nodded.
“Hachi is very perceptive and respectful. I highly value him as being part of my life.”
Misaki lowered her mount, to be at the window side of where Koma was seated in the hover car, they exchanged their thoughts on their mission, and soon they would arrive at their destination of their plan while working together to reach their primary objective.
“Do you think we can transfer our own ki as well?” Juniper interjected in their conversation, ki was something they could expend, and after eating a proper meal be able to recuperate what they spent so she figured it would allow the tree a chance at life this way.
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Post by Persephone on Nov 30, 2020 18:49:53 GMT -8
Percy's face turned bright red as Misaki took her hands and put them around her waist. "O-oh! Right! Yes. O-of course." She nodded, embarrassed, but grateful. Misaki had been nothing but kind to her since their first meeting, and had continued to be thoughtful towards her. "Ah!" She shut her eyes tightly and held on to Misaki's waist as they flew in to land. She felt the warmth around her from Misaki's energy and smiled slightly.
She listened intently, her brow furrowed as she heard her companions discussing the Tree. She felt a great sadness, knowing that such a strong force of nature was suffering. Percy nodded as Koma explained his plan, though she tensed a little as he mentioned that they would likely be required to fight. She was learning more each day that nature was not revered by many people here. Her naivete was becoming more apparent to her, not to mention more embarrassing.
Percy looked from Misaki to Koma and then Juniper as they spoke, discussing how they could proceed. There wasn't much for her to say here, as she had tagged along without fully understanding the circumstances; all she needed to know was that there was a tree that needed rescuing.
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Post by Maxine on Dec 7, 2020 3:08:39 GMT -8
Matters of power, shows of force, and clashes… it was inevitable in the Duchies, and part of what allowed the region to survive, but… the android had some belief that it was time for the world to move on. Juniper’s addition to the matter might have made Maxine pale if she hadn’t been a machine to begin with. Optimism was important, b-but that plan didn’t seem quite right! Arranged marriages were a tool, certainly, but they didn’t always have such happy endings. Nor even happy beginnings. Not to mention… did anyone in the Shinobu Clan want to get married like that? The thought of the chairman getting married was hard to imagine. But, she did have a daughter, so… hm. Though, a marriage with the Tea Clan. There’d definitely be a murder before the first date ended.
…and, could a robot marry?
Troubled by such thoughts for all the wrong reasons, Maxine fell silent, even as Juniper beamed at her; letting Koma and Misaki do the talking for the moment – she had near zero experience with magic, much less any scholarly interest in it. She was surprised that Misaki and Percy were taking a step back, though, having assumed they’d be the most experienced in the field. And, no doubt that book would have offered something, too. Koma’s plan seemed reasonable in concept, at least. However, Maxine wasn’t sure how smithing in the middle of nowhere was going to lead to any sort of decent result. That sort of art took time and diligence, right? Hm, but, if it was bait, it probably wasn’t important…
”As an android, and of minimal spiritual value regardless of that, I have nothing of interest to this tree, nor likely to its current owners. With that in mind, I believe that I am best suited to preparing any kind of ambush.” stated the machine plainly, glancing around their location – albeit pointedly trying to ignore the winged reptile. She’d like to think that they wouldn’t be up against nonsense like that either, but… she got the feeling that was very wishful thinking. Best to plan for magical trouble. ”I can contribute some equipment to the endeavour. However, it does mean I’ll probably have to take my leave from any picnic plans. I apologise deeply for my rudness, Ōhime-sama, but I do not think a ghillie suit would be appropriate attire.”
Pulling a plain but sizable briefcase from the hovercar, she set to work immediately – and swiftly that suit was complemented with a tactical rig, piled with grenades and weaponry. Smokes, flashes, frags; revolver, assault rifle, machine pistol; stimulant, battery packs, speedloaders. All of it was admittedly, somewhat archaic, and all of it likely not comparable to any of her company’s sheer spiritual power; but if she was to lean on a crutch that she at least wished it to be a crutch of her choosing. And – a crutch that was so exceptional in form and function.
She got the feeling her approach wasn’t likely to be appreciated by a swordsman, a spiritual healer, or a gardener; but that was far from a new experience for her. Regardless of reputation, it was the style that suited her best – or rather, it was the only style she could have ever chosen. No ki, no magic, no martial ideal. Only firearms could compare to her heartless intent. Machines built to deliver results… pleasing to the consumer, sometimes; and wonderfully varied in use and history; but all precisely manufactured and wholly unquestioning.
”In my absence – Miss Percy, and Lady Juniper. I would recommend you attend Lord Koma’s smithing and act as his assistants in the process. It is usually supported by an able apprentice, from my understanding, but in this case your mystic prowess may be preferable to that. Alternatively, any lull before we gain attention may be a good chance to study that text on the tree further. Lady Misaki may wish to do her own studies too, as seeing the tree in its natural environment – regardless of its state – may be of horticultural significance.”
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Post by Misaki Kazamiya on Dec 11, 2020 3:09:11 GMT -8
Misaki's brow furrowed, as she listened to this new plan. It was not a frown of displeasure with this new course of action, but rather an expression of focus. It took her a few seconds of mulling over Lord Koma's plan in order to properly answer. "You would be correct, Lord Koma. Additionally... I'm certain it can feed at this range. if it could transfer ownership at this distance, then surely, it will be able to transfer power at the same distance. While I've experience in planning, it rarely comes to use in strategic engagements. To my eyes I can see no flaw with the logic - if it turns out our enemy is too inattentive to send scouting parties, we will have at least learned we have a lax foe we may take by surprise." Misaki added, seeming to be trying to think through every part of the strategy.
After that, Misaki quirked her head slightly to the side, thinking hard about something as Juni offered her own statement - with a smile coming to her face, wistful, at Juniper's suggestion. it only grew as Juni suggested transferring their ki to the tree.
"...It is indeed true we could transfer our ki, but as it is hidden..." Misaki stopped, thinking a moment. "...I believe, somewhere underground, our own ki radiating is potentially less helpful than that of Koma's smithy, as a craft of the earth hammered upon the earth."
And with that, Misaki gave a sigh. "That is to say, it would ordinarily be an obstacle to this, as well as to any study of the tree. However..."
Misaki allowed her energy to flare again, the blue of the tree's flame showing within her emerald aura. "...We have a link to the tree, directly, within me. I believe, should I meditate in the correct fashion, open that link further, I may be able to act as a channel, of sorts. I have utter faith that this method will work." Misaki would note, looking to Percy as she did so, and then to Juni.
"Well, I believe we have a functional plan then." Misaki would offer, before looking around, as though looking for a spot to sit. "...unless anyone else has a suggestion, I think we all know our particular jobs in this mission." Misaki would offer happily. "From here, I suppose it's simply finding the perfect location." the gardener would offer.
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