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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 22, 2014 23:23:47 GMT -5
Azazel was walking around Central City once again searching for SIlitha. This time she was in a run down part of the city. She had left Alexandria with the elderly couple. Alexandria had helped her out enough the day before, she was very tired and wanted to rest. On the contrary, Azazel knew that she couldn’t rest for very long. There was still a possibility that Silitha was on this planet. For Azazel, there wasn’t anyone or anything that was going to get in her way of finding her younger sister. Finding SIlitha was still a priority on her list. She just wanted to take Silitha and Alexander off this planet and find a palce of their own.
“Don’t worry Silitha I am going to find you. You have to be on this planet. You have to be here somewhere. Just sit tight and everything is going to be alright. From there we can start over, we can leave this planet and find somewhere new to live. You Alexandria and I are going to be alright.” Azazel said to herself as she continued to search for SIlitha throughout the city.
She had never been to this part of the city before and it looked to run down to bring Alexandria along with her. As she continued to walk down the streets she came across a strange looking building. The building looked like it was going to collapse on itself. The building was overgrown and there were few trees around the outside of it. There was a possibility that there was some one inside the building, but by the looks of it didn’t look like it.
“ I wonder if anyone is in that building, there is a chance that Silitha is in there, but I highly doubt it. I guess I can see if anyone is there or not.” Azazel said taking a few steps up to the strange looking building
She glanced around first to make sure someone wasn’t going to come out and attack her. She really didn’t want to get into a fight today, that as the last thing on her list. Taking in a deep breath Azazel would yell “Hello is anyone there, is anyone inside!”. She would then take a step back and look around to see if anyone came out. If there was in fact someone inside the building there was no doubt it her mind that they would have heard her.
(sorry its kind of short kit just getting the thread going)
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 23, 2014 18:40:05 GMT -5
"I have to go Ethan. You will stay at the dojo until my return. Continue your training. I will know if you have been slacking off!"
The last words he would speak to his brother for who knows how long. It had been at that time that Ethan had entered his room, refusing to come out. It was possible the boy expected Kit would not be returning at all, or perhaps he was just jealous that he couldn't go with him. It just sounded too dangerous. Kit himself found the smallest trace of fear in his heart thinking about the task at hand. His body couldn't handle another encounter like the one he had with Nyu. Even though his body was now nearly twice as strong as it had been during that fateful combat, he was now more aware than ever that he was only the runt of the universal litter. His short lived spar with Anri had proven that much. If there was a creature even half as strong as Anri in the world, what would be waiting for him with Tundra? The idea was mind boggling. Perhaps the Icer wasn't going to be as strong as he feared, but the more he pondered about it, the more he knew it was a fools choice to act on hope. He had hardly slept in the last several weeks and now as he packed a bag he still hadn't the faintest idea where he was going. The animals had told him of a great teacher located in the woods. A man who could bring Kit to the level he needed to be at in order to square off against the unknown enemy.
His train of thought was interrupted as a loud bellowing young lady was heard. He had been in the kitchen area which was located directly next to the door and several open windows, so hearing such a loud voice was entirely reasonable. Looking out the window he saw the figure of a woman, though not much else. Grabbing the last of his goodies from the pantry and putting them in his now full ruck sack, Kit slid open the door and slipped on his sandals. Though he fought in a shirtless fashion to improve manueverability he currently had on his black long sleeve gi, and a pair of matching black pants. They were his last fresh pair, and so Kit was anxious not to completely destroy them. He wanted to look nice in the event that the animals were correct and such a teacher did exist. Kit waved at the woman as we walked up through the entryway. The gate had been replaced with beads which meant that anyone could come and go as they pleased without being forced to wait on the giant metal gate. Kit could hardly open it anyway.
"Good Morning Ma'am! How can I help you?"
As he got closer the womans choice of garb came into question. She was without a doubt attractive, but in the summer heat of mid day she appeared to be more interested in attending a high class party than entering a dojo. He figured she was likely lost and in need of some additional assistance or directions. Kit knew she wouldn't take much of his time, and besides what was he going to do ignore her? His mother had taught him to treat all women with respect and dignity, and that he would no matter who it was. Stopping just a few feet away from her he noticed the last important detail, the horns. After meeting with Anri he was less apprehensive about strange looking creatures, and he had heard of human beings that were also connected to animals. Perhaps she was a person mixed with a Ram, or an alien from another planet. It was all too confusing to consider now.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 24, 2014 23:27:21 GMT -5
Azazel stood outside the strange building waiting for someone to answer her call. As she stood there for a minute or so, she began to wonder if anyone lived in that building in the first place. She was going to yell again, but decided against it. Remembering the time on Omega, when the gentlemen attacked her for yelling in public. Azazel did not want to happen again, even though they were wrong. She still didn’t want to deal with annoying people anymore. Quickly she began to understand what to do and what not to do around other people. Beginning to looking around her. Azazel was wondering if the owner if this building might be walking down the street.
It would be another few seconds, but it felt like minutes to Azazel before she saw someone leaving the entrance of the building. She was a little surprised to see that someone actually heard her. Even more surprised that apparently someone lived in the strange broken down building. The man that came out of the building was wearing a black outfit and matching black pants. She waved back at the man as he made his way over to her position. When he spoke, to her it probably was the first polite conversation starter she has had with someone on this planet since arriving.
“Hello, I was wondering if you have seen a little girl that is about half my height with white hair. One of her eyes is red, while the other is green. She is my sister and I have been looking for her. Before you answer that, do you live in that building.” Azazel would say to the man pointing at the overgrown building behind him. She wasn’t trying to be insulting, she just was still shocked that someone actually came out of there.
It looked like an abandoned building, so it was reasonable for her to be surprised when a man walked out the front door. “I do not mean to insult you, but from the outside it looked like no one lived in there. So when I saw you coming out, I was surprised to say the least.” Azazel hoped she had not insulted the man for talking bad about his home. He must have a good reason for wanting to stay and live there. Still to see a place so overgrown, it baffled her mind that someone would want to live in a place like that.
Just noticing the pack on the man’s back “Oh if you are about to leave somewhere? I only ask because I would assume that is the reason you are carrying that sack of stuff. I do not mean to pry, I am new to this planet and interacting with people, is still something that I am working on.” She explained to the man, now waiting for him to answer her questions
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Jul 25, 2014 22:37:35 GMT -5
Genuine concern washed over his face, his head leaning in further. A girl half her size, was she looking for a child? On these streets a child was the prime target of human or drug trafficking, and Kit was no longer ignorant to those dangers. Actually he probably worried even more about that now that Ethan was living with him. At sixteen the kid could at any time decide to change his lifestyle for the worst, and Kit would be entirely willing to beat the hell out of him if it happened. A little girl however would not get hooked on the drugs, but instead would be the mule. It was even more strange to Kit that after asking about the girl she immediately offered a change in subject, the house.
Unfortunately Kit was a tad insulted. Or rather disappointed. He had been working non stop on the building for almost a month and it was looking pretty good. At least relatively so compared to how it looked before he had gotten there. The graffiti was had all been painted over, the wall had been remodeled with additional brick and mortal, and the outter shells of the building had also seen a major face lift. With the tiles on the roof replaced, and the wooden exterior rebuilt it was really a remarkable change. Of course Azazel had no way of knowing how much work Kit had put into the building, or what its state was before he arrived, so if she was basing her opinion off of the current state of things he could see where she might have seen it as run down. The weeds for starters were still out of control. With all of the hard labor still needing completion Kit had put off his gardening in the front of the house, giving it a wild look. The pathway was also dirty, stained with grime from decades of mistreatment. He needed a power sprayer, but that would cost money. What Azazel also didn't know was that all of the repairs had been made for free. Kit had found materials from other abandoned homes, open lots, trash yards, and other random effects. He hadn't the money to spend as he scrupulously saved every dime he could get his hands on. He still had a little from his settlement with the boys father whom had fought Kit on his first day, but most of his money actually came from helping around the neighboring houses. The few that were still around had really enjoyed his work with the dojo. It had undoubtedly improved the quality of the neighborhood, and he had offered these services to other homes. Azazel had no way of knowing any of that, so Kit shook it off. She obviously hadn't intended to insult the man and more importantly she was looking for someone.
"Yes, this is my dojo. Who did you say was missing? Where did you last see her? I know a few of the neighbors, i'm sure they would help us search."
It was evident that he cared very little about her intrigued towards the house. She had led with something far more important, and Kit was now fixed on it. He had very quickly answered about living there, and was much more adamant about the girls safety. He thought of one of his little sisters, and how much it would upset him to think she was missing. He didn't have the greatest relationship with most of them, but he would die for any of them regardless. Kit had it in his mind that most girls were defenseless, and so if this girl was out in the world on her own she was nothing but a target. Putting other other strap of the backpack on so that he could effectively move both arms. He waited for Azazels response.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Jul 30, 2014 20:45:03 GMT -5
Azazel couldn’t believe it when the building actually belonged to the man and he called it a Dojo. She had no idea what he was talking about, for she has never been to one before. At least she can’t remember ever going to one. She was even more surprised when he seemed to take an interest in Silitha, the missing person. She couldn’t make out the place in her mind where she had last seen her. The last thing she remembered the last time she did see her sister was a bright light, then nothing. When she woke up, Silitha was no where to be found, but she knew that SIlitha had to be on some planet somewhere.
“To be honest I cant make out the last place I remember seeing her, it seems like it was a long time ago. I have been looking for her for a decently long time now sir. I believe this is my third planet looking for her. I don’t know if you know of Planet Namek or the Omega Collective, but I have already searched there.” Azazel paused, she hadn’t realized just how long she has been searching for her sister.
Azazel has already gone through two different planets looking for Silitha and hasn’t gotten ant closer to finding her. Having her left hand form a fist, she pushed down the frustration she was feeling. Even though this man had offered his help and even that the neighbors around may help it all seemed to not matter. It seemed like no matter how many people she had helping her look for SIlitha, that they weren’t getting any closer to finding her.
“That would be great if they could help me search for her, but I am beginning to think that she either isn’t here or I am too late in looking for her. It didn’t dawn on me how long I have been looking for her until now. If I haven’t found her yet, I don’t think that I am going to find her anytime soon as it is.” Azazel took a few breaths before continuing.
“Still I would appreciate the help if they can offer any at all. If we happen to find her.” she paused looking at the Dojo behind them/ “I would be more than happy to help you fix this…Dojo I believe you called it. You must have your reasons for living there, this building may be special to you. Oh I can’t believe I forgot this, my name is Azazel Moloch and my sisters name is Silitha Moloch
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Aug 1, 2014 21:53:57 GMT -5
Kit couldn't believe it. He really was absolutely stunned at how many aliens he had run into in only a few short months. He had spent twenty seven years on this planet without meeting a single one, and now that he owned a dojo it appeared as though every alien within the city had flown over just to greet him and further blow his mind. Namek? Omega Collective? Where these were was lost on him. He had been taught about the planets of the solar system and one of those sounded familiar. He ran through them in his head. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto (Its a planet dammit!). Not one of them sounded even remotely like one she had mentioned. Come to think of it Anri had been from a planet that Kit didn't recognize either, and he had mentioned a place called prime. The universe was getting bigger with everyone he met and frankly he didn't like it. He felt so safe in his bubble of Earth and now it appeared more and more creatures were appearing. And if this woman was an alien did that mean she possessed powers at the level that Anri had shown?
He shook the thought. No matter how crazy this all seemed, she was a woman in legitimate need of help. Unfortunately it was help Kit couldn't provide. A universal search for a single person seemed impossible. Kit would think searching a single planet would take a lifetime and yet this woman was searching on several throughout multiple galaxies. The concept was mind boggling and truthfully he didn't see any hope in it. When Azazel mentioned it being her sister however it made Kit wonder how far he would go to get Ethan back if he were to disappear like that. His pack still clutched tightly in his right hand, slung over his shoulder. He decided his trek out into the forest could wait just a little while longer. He held out his hand to shake Azazel's, hoping that this Alien was familiar with the custom, and then spoke apologetically.
"I fear I have never traveled out of the planet miss. I would be of little help to you. Could I perhaps offer you a rest inside my dojo? I have some tea I could put on, and it is much cooler inside."
He couldn't help the poor woman look for her sister, but he absolutely could offer her a drink. If she accepted his offer he would turn to lead her inside, and if not his next comment would come from him standing next to her.
"My name is Saito Kito. Either is appropriate. Tell me Azazel, how are you liking Earth thus far?"
The change of subject was two fold. He was anxious to learn more about the aliens perspective of his planet, but also hoping to get her mind off of the disappointment that this evening too would not bring her the sister she was looking for. He opened the door -Or you know, stood still if she didn't come with lol- to let her inside. The kneeling table in the dining room already had two small cups at it, so he motioned for her to take a seat there. Two pillows were located on either side. Though it was customary to sit on your knee's anyone not wishing to could just as easily sit on the pillow outright. Saito began preparing the tea, first by finding the tea kettle.
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 2, 2014 12:26:25 GMT -5
As she watched the man face looked surprised at the information she was telling him. It dawned on her that all she had done would seem like it would take the average human a lifetime. That is when she began to wonder if this man thinks she is human or not, probably not since she brought up Namek and the Omega Collective. It didn’t matter to her if this man knew what she truly was. There were few people on this planet that know what she is. She waited for him to speak, hoping that he could offer any assistance to her. She didn’t think he would know where Azazel was, but maybe he could point her in a direction to look.
The man held out his hand and Azazel knew that this meant. Putting her hand out she took his hand and shook it. It took her a little to figure that out, but thanks to Alexandria, it was easier to get the hang of Earth customs. As the man began to speak a disappointed look came across her face. The man had never left the planet and would be of very little help to her. However, she understood that this might be the case. If the man has really never left the planet, then there was nothing Azazel could do about that. When he offered her a drink he called tea and rest she nodded her head. It had been some time since she rested her body.
Following the man inside the building he earlier called a Dojo. That is when he called himself Saito Kito, an interesting name, but it sounded nice. Saito motioned her to go inside and take a seat at the table. Azazel was confused as to why there were no chairs, so she took a seat on top of one of the pillows that were placed at the end of the table.
“Umm, Earth is a pretty interesting place from what I have seen at least. I have’t been able to go everywhere, but the places I have seen have been nice.” She refrained from telling him her first interaction with people on this planet. She didn’t want to bring up the fact she got into a fight with three strangers almost het moment she got off the transport vessel. “I don’t think I am going to be here for too long though. I think I have been here to long and I need to keep searching.” Azazel said looking around the room.
“So Saito Kito do you live here with anyone or is it just you?” Again she wasn’t meaning to pry, but if she was going to share a drink with this man, then she might as well try to get to know him.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Aug 7, 2014 22:12:08 GMT -5
"My brother and I take up residence here. We haven't opened it up to the public yet, but I suspect in a few more months we will be ready for the school to open."
Saito liked answering questions about the dojo, it was easier than answering questions about himself to be certain. After his encounter with Anri he was very concerned about maintaining a small sense of privacy. Although he did look rather intimidating the Alien had been friendly. Kit had no real reason to distrust the alien other than his very liberal interpretation of moral values concerning life and death. His entire outlook on humanity had been put into question by simply meeting someone who was not in fact human. Undoubtedly she too was not human and that just made things difficult. He wanted to talk to her, but the fear of her turning out to be an enemy was ever present. Still he would be courteous. From the sound of things this alien was looking for someone and nothing more. If Kit had been looking for Ethan he would hope to have some help from the native species of whatever planet he chose to go to.
“I still have much training in mind for myself before I can take over a school of my own.”
Az had made her way to the table and was pirched peacefully above them. Saito wasn’t going to correct her. Many beings disliked sitting on their knee’s so if that was what made her comfortable he wouldn’t judge. He found the tea kettle inside of the dishwasher, an unlikely place considering their dishwasher didn’t yet work. He had gotten the electricity to run correctly –although they rarely used it- but the water in the building still wasn’t coming out in a steady stream. He had not worked out the pipes yet and honestly expected they would already be done by the time he returned to the dojo. Ethan had been working diligently alongside Kit. He had been surprised by the boy’s effort, and it was partially the reason Saito felt so comfortable leaving the dojo in his hands. Ethan had not once asked for Kit’s help in the building process. The sixteen year old was very resourceful. As the Kettle filled with water he spoke again.
“My father always said that a good teacher is one that has experienced what needs to be taught. Although I have learned much, I have applied very little of that knowledge. The opportunity simply hasn’t presented itself.”
The faucet let out the stored water that had made it too the bottom of the sink. Kit had made certain to transport water into a gushing spring loaded system beneath the countertop. It had been his way of avoiding the plumbing even further. He did loath working on the plumbing. His words brought on a sense of nostalgia reminding him of home. He had thought about the compound every day since leaving it. The cool breeze of the mountain air, the admiration of his siblings, and the warm meals that his mother made for them. He had since been reduced to a hardly comparable store bought tea bag and dried noodles. Nothing like the fresh his mother had concocted.
“Aneun gildo muleogara.”
He said, the words coming out like gibberish to an ear that did not speak the language. It had however been Korean, the native language of his father. His mother too had picked up the language and so it was commonly spoken in the household. Kit had never learned it fully, but he knew enough to get by. He had begun practicing again because of his neighbors speaking it, and now he found another use of it. The words felt special, especially because at times only Kit understood them. The faucet shut off just as the kettle was half full, enough for three cups. He then set out to the stove which was electric powered. He was pleased it worked as well as it did.
“That is a Korean proverb my father used to scold me with when I would get too confident. He would tell me never to become complacent and believe that I knew everything. There are always unknowns in the world and if I do not anticipate and constantly prepare for them I will never be successful. Naturally this is why the school hasn’t opened yet.”
He said with a laugh, realizing that his father had more of an effect on his choices than he may have expected. After the kettle was placed over the stove Saito realized he had been talking for over a minute straight, perhaps his guest had something to say.
“How rude of me, rambling on. I am very interested to hear your perspective on the state of things here Azazel. ”
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Post by Azazel Moloch on Aug 21, 2014 21:37:21 GMT -5
Azazel listened to Saito explain that he lived in this building with his younger Brother as well. Looking around she was surprised to hear that this place used to be a school. She watched as water began to pour into the kettle. It was comfortable for her to sit down for once. Looking for Silitha was beginning to take a toll on her. It was very rare that she was able to take a break, from looking, sit down and talk to her. Saito began to speak once again, telling her something that his father said to him long ago. He then said something that she has never heard of, nor did she understand what he said.
Confused on what Saito had just said, she kept quiet. Instead of being rude, she decided to wait and see if he was going to explain what he said. Mere seconds later he explained what he had said. He explained that it was a Korean proverb. Azazel has never heard of anything related to Korean anything. Smiling and nodding her head she wanted to give off, like she understood what he was talking about. When in truth she had no idea.
“From what you are telling me, it seems like that your father has taught you a lot of things. As for what I think of what you have done here.”
Azazel paused before answering that question. She didn’t want to insult him or say the wrong thing. It looked like he was putting a lot of work into trying to open up the school again. She wished him all the luck in the world. She would like to come back here when everything is done and see this back in working order.
“It looks like you have put a lot of work into this place. I am curious to see what this place is going to look like when you are done. You seem like you are going to end up being a good teacher. I might have jumped to conclusions before with what I said earlier. This place seems to mean a lot to you and if you need help. I will help you get this place back to working condition.” Azazel said giving a smile to Saito
She once again looked around the room, looking over every corner. She was picturing it in 100 percent working order. The idea of it began to excite her. She hoped Saito would accept her help. Maybe this could help ease her mind from Silitha. She was still going to look for her, but when she wasn’t looking for her she would be more than happy helping Saito out.
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Saito Kito
Gohan
Master of the Crane School
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Posts: 455
Base: 133,919
Focus State: 267,838
Phoenix: 1,339,190
Zeni: 877
Items: Kemuri's Sword, Motorcycle, Gravity Chamber (100x), Simulator 2.0, Spacepod
Ally: Sonya - PL:55,998 Full Power: 111,996
Ally 2: Itan Farth - PL:55,998 x3:167,994
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Post by Saito Kito on Sept 25, 2014 23:58:34 GMT -5
Though the conversation had started with worry in Saito's heart, the two had actually hit it off nicely. Though Azazel seemed a little spacey to the host, he was hardly one to judge. She had clearly been through more than he could have ever imagined. Her mere presence here on Earth meant she had been to far many worlds than Saito had ever seen, and much like Anri her very nature appeared hardened. It occurred rather suddenly to the man that Azazel was very possibly a fighter as well. Though her form appeared fragile that was likely a farce, perhaps even her initial defense. If one didn't like fighting, surely they would appear to be non combatent. His father had taught him that as well, that to appear non threatening would prevent mishaps in the future.
Damn, he taught me a lot. Rotten bastard
His father had entered the conversation several times already, all on Saito's choosing. Why the old codger seemed ripe on his mind was obvious, he was preparing to venture out for a new teacher. His father would surely be insulted if he knew, but then again he should feel insulted. Saito was intentionally seeking training from a new master and it was because of his fathers ways. He had purposefully evaded teaching the boy about the basics of self defense in the art of Ki. The man was selfish, and Saito needed someone who would legitimately care for him and his needs. Just as he cared for Ethan now. He couldn't continue to teach the boy if he was ill prepared himself. The idea that he would be the headmaster of the dojo soon was too extreme. The thought reminded him that Az had asked where he was going. He had of course failed to mention it being that the life of another was also brought up in the same sentence, however it seemed prudent now to inform her, especially considering her generous offer.
"That is too kind of you, and I would happily accept. I however will not be here for...a while"
He didn't mean to be secretive. He truly had no clue how long he would be gone. Hopefully he could learn from the master quickly, he was usually pretty quick to learn. Then again these techniques, the old forms of the crane, they would require extra diligence. If anything he could be gone for months trying to master these techniques. Surely he couldn't leave Ethan for that long, but he would at least be gone several weeks. In which case Azazel here building his dojo for him would hardly seem fair. The woman was, after all, searching for someone. What a comparative waste of time for her.
"I seek a master hidden deep within the forest. I haven't a name or even really his exact location. But I hear he is the best, and can teach me the old ways..."
He wouldn't be rude and have her leave. His training could wait the length of a drink. Especially when she was speaking so kindly. He had sipped tea with the monster Anri, he could spare a few minutes for the gentle Azazel.
(I....am....SO SORRY! I completely forgot about our thread...like entirely. We can end it here if you like, or keep going. I will NOT forget it again!!!)
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