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A toast to Star-Lilly, Tanarra, LuciusAgrippa, Amashiro, Wood, Cheesus, goblinMode Roberto, and so many more. Not going to win this but all of the love to my faction too. You guys are great! 

Murim Life


This is a world based on Murim life. With different sectors and different upbringings. To best show this there will be a 'character creation' path with potential boons and flaws that a character can pick up from their bloodlines, elemental aptitude, and more. To make it fair the owner of this thread - me - will roll off a table. Should a misfortune happen a modifier will be given to increase the chance of a boon and fortunate.

Character creation Rules:
1. Choose a name.
2. Describe or give a image of the character. - Characters will be human but may awaken inhuman bloodlines
3. Choose a Land for their 'beginnings'
4. Choose a preferred path: Civilian, Demonic, unorthodox, or Orthodox

[Details. Civilian - Someone that doesn't practise martial arts. Demonic - A forbidden path can brings harm to others and the user for power. Unorthodox - The lawless and wild path. Orthodox - The lawful and practised path.]

After making this choice there will be five sections to reach your characters adult life [18-21]. Birth, Youth, Childhood, Teens, Young adult - Each period will either be a misfortune, uneventful, or fortunate discovery. With choices made that will affect how things turn out. 

Locations:
Northern Desert -  A harsh, arid desert plagued by relentless sandstorms and swirling sand tornadoes, inhabited by ruthless sand bandits. The ever-shifting sands occasionally reveal hidden ancient treasures buried beneath the dunes. Few nomad clans have found themselves settling in the dunes moving with the winds. This is also the domain of the Tianshan Sect, a mysterious Unorthodox sect that can't be found without a guide that practises a curved sword art. 

Ruined Valley - The valley is shrouded in perpetual mist, with jagged cliffs and twisted, gnarled trees. Dark stone structures of Suyun Palace loom ominously, while hidden paths wind through dense, thorny underbrush, marked by faint, eerie lights that can be seen over the horizon. The only known path to the Northern desert with many secrets and home to the Orthodox Kunlun Sect that practises a sword and fist technique with the believe of harmony. 

Luoyang - Luoyang is a bustling ancient city known as a cultural and martial arts hub, serving as a key connection point to Jinling, Ruined Valley, Orthodox Shaolin Monk who practise a body and heavy fist art, and Orthodox Wudang Sect who are the leaders of the Orthodox Alliance who practise a soft palm and shortsword art. The City features a blend of grand temples, busy marketplaces, and training grounds for martial artists.

Jinling - Jinling is a bustling metropolis serving as a central hub connecting the major cities of Yanjing, Suzhou, Luoyang, and Chengdu. It features a unique inner city known as the Forbidden City, home to the imperial family and their court. Making it one of the most protected cities with the imperial army frequenting the city on their time off from the Forbidden City. It is also the closet place to the dwelling of the Unorthodox Begger Sect which practises a polearm and sleight of hand art.

Chengdu - Chengdu is a bustling metropolis known for its rich cultural heritage and strategic importance, serving as a hub connecting Qiandeng Town, Jinling, Tangmen, and Emei. The cityscape blends traditional architecture with vibrant marketplaces, serene gardens, and imposing faction headquarters. Streets are lively with scholars, merchants, and martial artists, while the air carries the scent of incense and spices, reflecting their cultural roots. The Tang sect is a Unorthodox sect that 'pretends' to be a Orthodox sect, Masters of Poisons and hidden weapons. The Emei sect is a Orthodox sect for female practioners to learn a dual dagger technique. 

Qiandeng - A Town is a quaint, bustling settlement that features narrow cobblestone streets lined with wooden houses adorned with red lanterns, a central square with a lively marketplace, and distant views of rolling hills and bamboo groves surrounding the settlement. A rural district that is down to earth without any major connections to any sects. A peaceful sanctuary that even demonic cultivators leave alone.   

Suzhou - Suzhou is a vibrant trade hub known for its busy market stalls and diverse merchants, connecting key locations like Yanyu Rual Villa, Scholars Academy, Wanderer's Valley, and Jinling. The city thrives on commerce, culture, and the constant flow of travelers and traders from the rivers that sea shore that their city is based on. The Scholars Academy is considered a Orthodox group, though not part of the alliance that teach creative arts such as music, dance and painting which in turn become profound martial arts. 

[There is more locations in the world, and more details locations within these sections of the world that can be expanded on. But these will be the 'starting points' for peoples characters. There was more sects as well, but these are the most renowned sects in the current world not including the Heavenly Demon Sect which is hidden from the rest of the world.]

Cultivation Path Levels: 
Qi Gathering - The first stage, where one begins to step beyond mortal strength. Start being able to crack wood with their strikes.
Foundation - Having gathered up strength in their 'core' they have became a true cultivator/martial artist. Able to break through wood in their strikes and gain other boons of their path.
Core - Their core has fully been established, bone now cracks under strikes and they can leap on top of buildings in a single stride. This is also the level where their element techniques can begin to be honed. 
Golden Core - On the stage of becoming a legend. Bone shatters under their strength, their leaps give them the impression of flying and their element is under their full control, though not yet a master. 
Nascent Soul - Stone cracks underneath their strike, able to fly with use of their elements through the realm. The commanders, generals, and renowned figures in the realm. Sect leaders being one such figure.
Spirit Transformation - The earth shatters under impacts, their element obeys them with a thought, true masters of martial arts. Sect elders typically. 
Accession - The true, final path of a cultivator. Ascending. wherever it be a divine ascension into paradise, a demonic ascension to the hells, or a earthly ascension to a mountain deity.  Able to train, and alter the rules of reality. Only two known beings have entered this stage. The Monks Patron, and the Heavenly Demon. 

We love the monkey~

Congratulations to the winners! 

My a shark that can steal your wallet, not only do you get chomped, you get robbed too! Brings a whole new definition to 'jaws'. 

Beginnings

Liang Sapphire had a humble beginning, born from a waitress working at the Golden Willow in in the walls of Luoyang. Her mother having trained in her youth in martial arts through the basic school within the safety of the halls. But unlike others that had gone on to join the great warriors and serve under the emperor as soldiers, she had realized the life wasn't for her. That...did not mean she didn't find love due to her spit fire personality when a customer, gruff, and with a temper. Tested her. Leading to sapphire being born, named after the eyes she told her that her father held. Yet, her father didn't remain....but left something for her to have when she got older. 

Event Decision:
Abandoned by a father she never knew, she has no other name to take on but her mothers when she was born. But he left somekind of keepsake for her to have when she was older...what was it? What fell into the hands of her mother within that inn where she was being carried in a cloth to her bosom as she's rushing from table to table setting down food and drinks?

Beginnings Gained so Far:
Liang is a humble woman, not a servant, but a woman that has earned enough money to have a hut of her own and earn her own food and beverages. A child added onto that turning her into a penny pincher, but her child is her treasured babe and that was why she named her after a gemstone despite the unusuality of it for someone to be named such. Naming her a treasure for everyone to know when they saw them. 

[Low Livelihood]  

Unknown Bloodline: The truth of her blood is not known to either the mother, or the daughter. But in time...it will reveal itself.
Beloved Mother: Her mother is a loved, and treasured resident of the city. Making her a treasured child and many of them unhappy at the mysterious 'father' that in their minds ran for the hills. 

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Baek Cho - The World is Open:

Baek Cho would end up getting a half complete, stolen Tang martial arts by the name of 'Frog Fright' that was designed to make ones skin poisonous. But with his own nature of his bloodline and his training he is able to make use of it, bleaching his fingertips a dark vicious green that he is able to hide behind gloves to keep from view. Knowing that if the Tang sect ever discovered traces of his stolen art he would be hunted. 

While he is training that and his fingers are hardened from his practise. Going from straw, to wood, and then finally victims of people and 'bone' were brought out as living test dummies. Those living test dummies were given knives and hatchets to fight back, leaving his live on risk if he didn't manage to pierce their muscle and bone he would die. 

Throughout this he would be made to do work. Carrying supplies from different area's of the sect, being made to scrub off blood from the tiles. Clean clothes. His mistakes came with a strike of a cane against his wrists, But his rewards came in herbs for him to drain, to cultivate his bloodline and make it even more of a threat. 

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Xu Daemon - Young Adult Continues:

Wu would accept the clothes, and ignore the idea of changing later as she begins to strip on the spot and slip on her old clothes. But not all of her new clothes, keeping the large fabric draped over her shoulders and leaving her toes and heels bare as the end result was a mad outfit that was a combination of the two. Hair still done up but her feather accessories were pushed back into the air to secure them in place. "Mhm? What were you saying?" She voiced, glancing back up to him as she began to do cartwheels to test out the stretch and pressure of the fabric with a grin on her face before he looks back to her. 

"Sooo...we're just leaving~? Not doing anything else?" She voiced curiously as she skipped on over. Glancing up at him as her serpent slowly slithered up her back leg as it returned. Coiling up until its head perked on her shoulder and looked at him with a hiss before it began to coil around his hair.

While she asked, the noise of a bell ringing suddenly flowed through the estate. It appeared that they had discovered the 'body' of the guard within the chamber she had been previously before they had moved. And with it, alerting people around of there being a danger within the building.. Wu didn't seem worried as she looked up towards the door of where they came from. Bouncing back and forth on her feet. 

He watched, eyes taking in her expression as it positively lit up with a sparkle bursting in her eyes as she pulled out the clothes. He couldn't stop his own smile from growing happily as well to see that joy on her face, nor did he want too. The warmth of the moment settling deep into his chest as a warm tickle of a laugh rolled from his lips as she spun, clicking her heels together in a adorable action. "You're truly too cute love." He voiced, burning that vision within his memories to ensure that he didn't forget it.

He blinked, for a brief moment as she walked back to him. Grabbing him by the cheesy jumper that he was wearing and pulling him close. Resting his brow against her own and his own against hers. Closing his eyes as his breathe tickled against her lips. "Its you, adorable, enchanting, and a breathe of fresh air and all~" He whispered softly. Feeling her shift and opening his eyes to as she smoothed out his collar. Only to instantly get his lips stolen. 

A tickle of a laugh flowed against his lips, his arms securing themselves around her waist as he nuzzled his nose softly against her own as his lips melted against her own. Smoothing out a warm kiss together as his fingertips brushed through her hair. Only breaking the kiss when she leaned back back over to the christmas tree.

He looked curiously to the box that she offered him, pulling the ribbon from its box and opening it up to see inside. A bowler hat. A actual snort of a laugh rolled from his lips as he reached down. Flipping it over his fingers on his head to tie with the bow tie. "I'll have to get a proper outfit to get this all set up together~But for now. How do I look?" He voiced, a cheeky grin on his lips as he stretched out his arms and showed off his form with a sparkle in his gaze as he looked over her. 

Steal~
New pot 50k

Tails

A new post for a new day~ Hope yours is going great!

Sorry to hear your companion left the game! I hope you are still in contact out of torn and are able to enjoy other games together. 

Slap myself down here for another round~

[A Warrior's Dowry]

"That we can help with sugar~ Just take a seat down and we'll be with you shortly." She skidded towards the back, her feet moving in figure eights as she moved backwards on those blades before she came to a stop and spun around. The echoing mummur of her talking to the people in the back could be seen before she accepted a piece of paper and was soon skating back to where he currently was. Wherever or not it was sat down in one of the booths, or remaining awkwardly standing didn't matter. She would find him before she offered the bill out towards him. "Here you go sir~ *Pop*" Another popped bit of gum and a hefty bill for the home made ice cream for them to enjoy. It was a bit pricy but hopefully it would be good. "Would you like any sprinkles, chocolate syrup, or honey to go with your tub to add on top when you get home~?" She questioned with a notepad out to add anything extra to his order. Seems it was a free addition as she wasn't asking to add more to the bill he had already gotten. 

When he paid she would give a little salute and drive herself back to the back before tending to other customers. Giving him around ten minutes before a literal mini tub, like a model bathtub was brought out and set before him. Tinfoil wrapped and sealed around it to keep it secured with a paper bag set besides it to put the ice cream in. "We hope you enjoy sir!" 

---While he was getting ready to head out, there was something that caught the corner of his eye. The sight of colourful masked figures driving up onto the side walk - clearly - preparing to do some classic torn antics.---

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"Can't promise I won't try to pull that again, especially if we're in a hurry or needing to get out of dodge. I might be starting to accept you're not a kid, even if its fun to tease you about it~ But you are shorter than me and I've got a longer stride. You're also pretty light so I can haul you out of here faster than you can on that leg. You can bite and scratch me as much as you want after if I have to do it later~"

He offered a compromise with a hint of a playful tease mixed in, and a admittance that she wasn't a kid. It was something he was starting to accept as they worked together as she quoted the local crowds general mindset with the flash of her colourful fingernails. The dance of colours being something he new would give them away, causing him to add a set of clothes to the disguise as she threw on the first jumper he had grabbed for her, sliding over her frame and hiding the majority of scratches and bruises that were starting to form on her frame. He didn't say anything at the request for help to get her hands on, simply wrapping a arm around her waist to lift her up in the air as his other hand grabbed the back of the hem of the trousers and gave a firm tug. Using gravity to aid her in slipping on them quickly as she got a brief feeling of the blonds lithe muscular frame underneath his own thrown on jacket and shirt in the process. He could of done it more delicately, but it seemed he was aiming for speed. Setting her back down a hand lightly ruffled her colourful dome of hair as she got a hat to try and cover it up as he began to move with her again.

He could only voice a grumble of agreement at his hair being left out in the open, especially when they got spotted. Straightening his height and shoulders he used his frame to help 'block' her from sight behind him, knowing that the goon was no doubt looking for - two - over one so the sight of just one person would help their eyes brush over. Thankfully his attempt to swipe a hat worked out perfectly and lead to them getting a close eyed view of the person that had followed after them. Only for him to get a sight of Little S acting more playful and at peace than he had seen before. 

"Careful about sticking your tongue out like that, someone might catch it~" He teased right back. Though he did take off his hat once they were in cover and give it a quick smack and shake to make sure he - didn't - pick up anything with the hat. Making it clear that her tease did get into his head before he sat it back on to tuck those golden strands of his back away. Turning his eyes away to peek out of the alley to look at their target. Following her own eyes to meet who stood out the most, making him hum finally as he tried to take in any details on them that made them clear. "If we make it out of here I'll teach you some tricks, don't worry~ I'll likely be stuck with you for awhile with how things are going." He voiced with a chuckle before leaning down, lowering his voice as the 'target' was getting closer to where they were hiding out. 

"Yea sorry about being quiet, needed to move quick and didn't want him to catch our voices incase he was listening for that." He whispered to her voiced annoyance about being left in the dark of his movements. Curled into the alleyway as they gazed at the figure he thought on her words, letting out a snort at her idea of stripping him before he glanced down at her, meeting her eyes with a sparkle of amusement in his eyes as he had to hold in the laugh that was threatening to spill from his lips. "Not a bad idea, but that will draw attention...wait. I have an idea...we - did - buy that booth for the night at the store...heh. Check his left ear for any ear piece, and I'll check his right. I think we want to grab our 'friend' here for a night of gaming~ Keep his arm locked down if you can." 

He voiced, his plan simple. But hopefully doable as he began to slip back out of the alleyway to walk behind their target. Swiping two metal pens from a store and passing one behind him to her as he held the other in his hand as he walked up to the target. Wrapping his arm around his shoulder while checking his right ear from the side he had suddenly 'hugged' him from, and if spotting an ear piece. Knocking it down to fall to the thumping feet of the crowd. "Hey Hitoshi! I thought you were going to be late! Guessing work must of been pretty hard for you, huh? Come on I've got everything sorted just for us~" He moved to press the metal part of the pen against the side of her neck, disguising it like it was a weapon to keep him 'in line' with a wide, bright, playful grin. 

Trusting Little S to go along with the plan, clearing his left side and maybe even checking him for 'weapons' he would begin to stir him towards the room they had booked. Strong arming him with those 'horse like' strength his mug matched, as Little S no doubt would say, moving fast not to give the guy a chance to speak back as he glanced behind his head to check on how Little s was doing, and if she discovered and swiped any of his weapons before they ended up in the booth itself. 

"Sorry for the delay, we had to find our buddy. He was taking too long to arrive!" He voiced to the host they had paid, giving a bow of his head in thanks. Tightening the pressure of the pens 'tip' to his neck, as if it was blade cautioning him to 'shut up' as he would drag him into the booth. Closing the sound proofed door behind them with a kick. With a glance back to the woman of the team to lock the door before he push the man forward towards the first seat, shifting his arm to 'conceal' the pen behind his forearm to hide the 'blade' from direct view. 

"Now...who are you and why are you following us? We ain't going to ask 'nicely' again~"

Tails

Congrats to everyone that got a gift from the heart! <3

It was a comfortable position, one that felt like it came naturally to the pair of them as her hand settled on his side, and over his heart. A gentle song of movement that rocked through them as he hummed out a unspoken song, it felt...right. He couldn't stop himself from leaning more into the melody as the gentle tap of her heels echoed with each step as they moved together. Smiling more brightly as they moved together he listened to her voice tickling his ears. Feeling her lips lingering close to his own, tempting him to lean down and steal another kiss by the dancing caress of her breathe. 

"Then I'll have something to look forward too, don't I~?" He voiced with a gentle nuzzle of his nose against her own, showing no signs of creating any distance as his arm wrapped around her waist, adding a little twirl to their dance as he drew her closer into his frame. Moulding her form against his own as if they belonged together.

As the dance came to a stop, he shivered a little bit as her breathe tickled on his collar as she leaned in closer. Resting against him as his eyes closed. Melting into the warmth of the moment as his fingers gently gripped the silly jumper they were both wearing in the moment. His fingers gripped for a moment as she began to draw back, feeling as if he was going to stop her before reluctantly releasing. Letting her draw back and move towards the tree. Even as their fingers remained entwined to each other. 

"Oh? So its my time now?" He voiced. Accepting the gift and setting it on his hand as he bit down upon the ribbon and pulled to begin to unpackage it carefully. Not wanting to damage the box as the lid was lifted. Only for a little laugh to escape his lips at the bow tie. "Well~" He lifted it up. Releasing his hand from her own to begin to put i on. It looked  - really silly - with the Christmas jumper. Making his smile turn into a playful grin as he played with it for a moment. 

"How do I look~?" 

While he asked, he reached out to the tree. Pulling out a box for her from him. This one was larger than the last, but thinner as it was stretched out. A colourful packaging of polka dots covered it as he offered it over. This present contained the coat he had gotten for her when she unpackaged it~

Steal

New pot 50k

Tails

[A Warrior's Dowry]

Shiro had thought he had escaped the fate of having cookies, freshly baked upon his person with his polite refusals as the old couple gushed over him. Asking how he had been and giving questions if there was a 'special lady, or mister! We don't judge!' in his life with how he was a regular to their humble home like so many others. The couple never forgot those that visited them, which always endeared them further. But as for the cookies...a subtle bit of sleight of hand, something that was practical skill that every true torn born citizen had, was used as the grandpa chatted his ear off to put a small paper bag of cookies into his right pocket. Something he would discover later on his travel to find ice cream to distract him from the worry that was starting to creep in. 

It wouldn't take long for him to find a ice cream palor, this one had a vintage 1900's feel to it with a turning candy cane sign next to the entrance. Walking inside he'd see that even the waitress was dressed in a white and pink outfit and was moving around with rollerblades too and forth while chewing gum. The place was really selling their theme as she skidded to a stop in front him. A notepad in hand and blowing a bubble until it popped. "Welcome to the Candy Cane's sweet treats, what can I getcha sugar~?" Several people here appeared to have gotten dressed up for the theme as well, but there was others like himself who had walked in and got a face full of the new style of the place. Feeling a blast to the past that they weren't even born to experience right before their eyes. 

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Being  - stirred - by his own helmet was a new experience as he felt her hands grip his helmet for the last of the ride as they came to a skidding halt. On one hand, it felt like having a back seat driver attempting to direct and control his path, on the second hand, it wasn't as distracting as he thought it would be with the death grip little s had on hold of it as she kept his directions moving. Listening to her advise and direction, actively and clearly listening - this was her home town and he knew she had the home advantage after all. He had most of his trade in the next door country not the one they were currently in. This became even more clear when the helmet was removed - and those blue eyes of his held her attentively. And were thankfully uninjured from the rock he had taken to the face. 

"Why thank you 'princess'~ I'm glad I'm a pretty looking horse for you." 

He snarked back with a little grin as he treated her, glad that she didn't struggle as he did his best with what he had on hand. Giving one more tight pull of his scarf as the orange started to get lightly stained with crimson. He would be scandalized if she considered his clothes 'dirty' with how it had been freshly cleaned and pressed before he had adorned it. Thankfully that particular bit of information hadn't been voiced so it prevented another dance of banter between them from going out into the air.

"So that spot instead. Was thinking a internet cafe could work. But you're the expert of our surroundings. Any chance you have a connection in the local area that can find out exactly - who - our no good stalkers are?"

The question had led to his attempt to pick her up, knowing his stride was faster and planning to get out of there quickly. That backfired fast as he soon had her nails scratching down across his cheek, as she began to frail and curse him out with the brief moment of contact. The red marks that decorated that 'horse face' didn't seem to phase him, either he was used to pain or the adrenaline in his system was still going strong as he set her down on her feet. "Alright, alright. Just thought that be faster. Though if I'm a horse I'm definitely calling you a alley cat after that." He jested good naturedly as he took the forefront before her as they stepped where she had directed. Wanting to be able to jump in the way and grab her if anymore goons showed up while his eyes glanced back to her on occasion to make sure she was following along on the bad leg. Thankfully she was either hiding a limp well, or it wasn't as bad as he had originally thought. 

Going through the market he opened the book to show rolls of cash that he had in there for emergency, cleaning wipes for sterilization, needle, thread, pain killers, a grenade, a bunch of what he considered 'emergency' goods. There was even a flare! The cleaning wipes were taken out not just to clean himself, but also offered towards her face if she was willing to close her eyes for a moment to clean the wound, and dirt off. Using the crowd as cover for the quick 'patch up'. Knowing they didn't have time to sit down. Their clothes changed and a new outfit and fit gained. But his blond locks really had him stand out here...something he couldn't instantly fix. Even as they had rented a spot he already felt the hair on the back of his neck rising up, letting him know that - someone - was following them. He would give Sayori a 'look' with a subtle head motion behind them, to share that they were being followed. 

Knowing that they would never lose him as long as his blond hair was out and free he swept over their surroundings until he spotted someone with a hat, using the 'crowd' he bumped into their shoulder, enough force to knock their hat from their head and swiping it with a quick use of his hand as he melded back into the large body of people. Ducking his head down to get him 'below' the view as he slipped the hat on top of his head. Just long enough for the bumped man to cause a brief description with his 'curses', and hopefully enough time for both him and Little S to turn around, and begin heading in the opposite direction to their bought 'room' to give them a chance to brief. And also, hopefully, a front row view of the figure that had been following them as the newly acquired hat hid the blond locks from sight. 

He watched her as she opened the present, taking in her expression and waiting to see if she enjoyed the first of many gifts. The sparkle of joy and a softness that fell across her expression warmed his heart, making a gentle smile mirror on his lips. Quickly moving to a chuckle as the kittens flew through the air and landed in a heap as she slipped on the heels. Feeling them fit like a glove around her feet as she rose to her feet. The clack of her heel meeting the marble floor with a 'tap tap' as she tried the wait with a few steps. And then - she grabbed his hand. 

"Woo~" 

He let out a gasp, as if she was filled with a great strength as he stood up at her desire. Rising up and falling into her embrace, both of them in cheesy Christmas jumpers with the warmth of the crackling fire behind them. Moving a hand to lay on her waist as she began to sway to a unheard song he leaned down to meet her half eye as she leaned up to steal another kiss. 

"Mhmm~ I'm glad you enjoy them so much. If I get a kiss for every present I got you I have a feeling I'll be getting many smooches before the night is out." 

Grinning softly he moved his nose to nuzzle against her own playfully as he lifted his hand to entwine with hers, and move to give her a little spin as he began to hum a song to dance too. A slow dance in heels and slippers. A goofy, but sweet moment. He would continue to sway with her on that dance floor, adding a twirl there, grasping her by the waist and lifting her up in another breathe, before setting her back down with a kiss to her cheek a second later. He didn't have a particular style to his dance movements, they seemed more inspired by the spur of the moment. 

And he didn't appear to be in any rush to stop. Spurring the moment on as he stroked his fingers through her hair, resting his hand on her lower back and drawing her into his chest. Just...enjoying it all~ Everything in this moment felt delightful for him. 

How are folks this brand new year?

IF this is still open, I'm in. 

We love the monkey~

[A Warrior's Dowry]

Shiro would be able to mark down the name while he was taking the kitten with him. The small furball meowed within his mitts and bit at his fingertips with their sharp little teeth, which prickled painfully, but did no harm overall with just how small and weak the feline proved itself to be. With this new side mission of his picked up and carried with him he had a few choices to make for what to do with them. He could take them home with him, nursing them with milk and food to help them regain their strength before trying to find a home for them. Taking them to a nearby pet shelter where anything could happen to them depending on the 'quality' of the place, from being added to a Chinese menu, to taken home to a warm and loving family. It all depended on how much a 'front' the business was, as nothing was ever what it was on the tin when it came to Torn. 

That was if the feline wasn't some soul eating Youkai...

The new problem stirrer brought up a old memory far into the past, of a certain group of criminals that wore animal masks to rob a bank. No one ever really found who did it or why. It was one of the many lost cases left on the burner of some officers desk. There was too many cases of that, but these 'themed' groups always seem to crop up now and again. Even if his old unofficial 'gang' of masked graftti artists fell into the same section of some folder. It all in the end melted together. Just how many memories did this new group spring up in his mind? It was no doubt for quite a number for anyone that had lived in Torn for years...but just how long had he lived there to create memories? 

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-Shirogane Daggers...shirogane daggers...wait. Weren't those something the Jade emperor granted to one of his retainers in history? Like a 'symbol of importance'? You stole those from your father? Hah! Either those are legit and are a historical relic or they've got some other function, like the hilt being a key to some giant safe or deposit box with how hard they seem to be hunting us down. Unless there is something else going down that we're not in the know how of...

He didn't know where to 'place' the new information that this woman on his back was effectively mafia royalty for the criminal underbelly from what she had just admitted. Made him think that she was joining in on this just to 'get back' at her dad for being a bad parent, but he wasn't going to bring that up in the middle of a heist. Especially one that was putting them both at high risk with just how much of the enemy forces were moving against them. Tabling that information in the back of his mind as 'important but for later situation' he gripped his hands harder on the handles of his bike as they continued to ride. 

He was rather glad at how skilled they proved themselves to be on the bike. Moving with him without getting in the way of his stunts, in fact, she was a perfect aid for ensuring they happened. Even the most risky one that lead them front row and centre to a gunfight where the bullets flew by them! He was glad his suit had its protections, but he felt the impacts slamming into his armoured legs and the heavy bruising coming from it as they whipped by - and lost poor betty in the scruff of it. 

Everything that happened next was a rush of emotion, adrenaline, fire and brick splintering around them as the lens of his helmet cracked from one stray bit of brick that got a little too close to his face as they blasted on by. Crashing land on top of the nearby building as they blasted by the roof with skidding tires as the woman behind him scolded him. Making him chuckle as he spoke back. 

-A little! Hehehe, but if we didn't do something like that we wouldn't of lost the drones. Even for a moment. They had the main routes locked down to a T and were on our tail much too quick for normal routes to work. But now that we have a moment to breathe you're right that we need to ditch the bike, its leaking anyway...think one of those shots got something important.

He skidded the bike to the side to bring it to a halt on the roof top they were on. Before he got off the top of it and grabbed his bag, in that moment he saw just how much of a bad state she was in and felt a pitch of sympathy for her as he realized just how close those calls had caught her in a state. Looking back over her he unwound the scarf he had one as he got off the bike and got on his knee's to wrap it around the worst injury on her leg in a tight noose to stem some of the bleeding. 

-We'll head down the fire escape to the east where all of those folks are, but first we need to stop that bleeding. I've got some supplies in the boot of the bike that we use to patch you up, but we do need to find a place to hid out first.

He didn't give her an option - not - to get patched up, a firm grip on her leg to keep it in place as he bound the wound before he reached up and removed the helmet on his head. Giving her the first view on the face of her partner in crime for this gig for the first time. Blond hair and European features in a familiar set of helmet hair before he ruffled the locks to mess them up and lowered his mic to speak with his own voice instead of her ear. The neon lights of the city washing over the pair of them in that moment. 



"We'll need to grab some new outfits in the market as well, they no doubt already have out current looks. Then hide out and patch you up while we wait for them to move on. Mhmm...forgive me for this princess, but we don't have time~" 

With the same teasing tones he had in her ear from the mic he moved to all but pick up the woman. One arm under her legs by the knees and the other supporting her back before his legs would carry them with a spring towards the fire stairs down to the bottom floor Though not before grabbing the supply box with a kick and dropping it in Little S lap while she was being carried. Leaving the leaking bike to no doubt detonate once any spark from its already damaged and still on systems to hit the oil while he sprint them both towards the market, and into the crowd of dozens of people. Only once they were in the crowd, and getting some looks from the 'state' they were in did he shift his racing stance into a slower pace. Purchasing jackets, and different clothes from vendors while keeping an eye out for some place for them to hide out until he spotted a internet café. And slipped inside while buying a 'booth' for the pair of them to settle in for a breather. 

24 - Lets get them some lucky draws.