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  1. #121
    Tamamo found the change in this lad's outward expression strange. There wasn't much to him at all, he was stoic, and what was more she couldn't really tell what was going on in his head again. She would have found it a bit disturbing given her own thoughts on carrying on in her obviously flirty manner were concern except for one thing. He turned to look back at her when she mentioned liking his name. And the look, while not particularly expressive gave her a clear view of his eyes for just a second. His entire face wasn't honest, and his eyes were blank and still blue, but looking into them for a moment she could almost see something. Or maybe she was imagining it? "Sou ka... it's a poker face, Mikon!~ A good one even," she murmured cuddled up to him from behind even as they looked out of the doorway. She had her own version of this face, so she understood it well enough, she supposed she'd gently nudge him over time to figure out if his mind was still as expressive even when his face wasn't.

    Though, speaking of poker faces and hiding emotions, as they emerged from within the temple a gathering of Youkai who seemed to want to oppose them was rather easily determined. She looked at this group, and at the Kappa in particular who raised a spear at them. His charge seemed to be unwavering, though she herself wasn't really worried about a projectile of any time. It didn't leave his hand. She stared at him openly with curiosity on her face as he seemed to rethink the order he was about to give. It was as if he was scared. "Hoh? I do wonder how that sentence will end?" she said her voice slightly teasing. "Will I actually have to do something today? What do you think... Mikon?" she asked of the lad whose shoulder she was perched over. Did she worry about fighting these Youkai? Not at all... actually she was more than prepared to do just that, still she didn't aim to leave her perch the only thing that even hinted at something, was the gentle glow of her tails as she directed her golden gaze towards this Kappa and then flicked her eyes over the entire gathering before her.

  2. #122
    "If you say so," Giyu spoke about the apparent 'poker face' he possessed. He didn't think that was what it happened to be at all, but it was fine if she thought so. There was a veritable army confronting them when they existed the temple, and there Tamamo was, still latched onto him from behind. A certain amount of cowardice became apparent in the reactions of many Youkai ahead of them, and he had more than a mere idea what the reason was. "It's them," one said. "Two are awake," said another. The more statements he heard, the more certainty he gained about what their problem was. How would the Kappa's sentence end? Would Tamamo have to do something? What did he think? To all of it, there was only one answer. "The Nihon san dai youkai stand before you," he stated blandly, yet openly to the group ahead. That wasn't the answer to those three questions, though. He'd give that answer, and he'd give it as a command as well. "Run."

    And run, they did. Weapons fell, and feet moved with haste. Some even managed to mutter their apologies before they vacated the premises surrounding the temple, but all disappeared nonetheless. Only when they were all gone, did Giyu speak once more. "I figured it out. The true name of this Avatar is the same as the mask's name: Ōtakemaru."

  3. #123
    It seemed there wasn't agreement from the lad, nor was there disagreement. "Hm, aren't you an interesting one~" she chimed. There was still amusement to be had here, perhaps if she flirted a bit onesidedly, she'd be bound to get a reaction or two from the lad. Ah, but that had to wait didn't it? The small army in front of them seemed to be in need of direction. Of course, they seemed to be about to get it. The whispers could be heard quite clearly by Tamamo. They were identified. They were known here? But how? Well... she was about to find out, strangely... it would be Giyu who answered her mental inquiry. "Nihon san dai youkai? The amount of things that are lore friendly here is kind of ridiculous..." she murmured. This was the second time she'd encountered something strange that she had at least base knowledge of. Hell, she'd named her own character after something similar given the object that had been summoned with her.

    The order to run caused a mass panic, weapons dropped and creatures of youkai lore dispersed much faster than even Tamamo expected. Whatever the case, the name that had been originally assigned to his Avatar was given and it only further confirmed the existence of the lore of the Youkai that she'd learned about from folktales on visits to Kyoto. "Ōtakemaru?! Sou ka... that makes a great deal of sense. That means, we're down one. And I even know which one," she said with a knowing smile. With no one standing before them, they were free to move right along. The object which had been born with her was one from the legend and she'd used it to name herself. That tv show they'd lightly been discussing, made her wonder if perhaps there wasn't a straight line of influence. But... no that couldn't be right, could it? She'd gone quiet after speaking, having her entire mind working towards a strange idea but disturbing its full creation because she couldn't have that happening logically.

  4. #124
    "It's lore friendly because it happened." That was all Giyu had to say about their current identities. The entities from which these Artifacts of theirs came were true historical beings in this world. They lived, they breathed, they seemingly even reigned supreme in a way. Deep inside, Giyu could feel the power of his Artifact's previous owner... or perhaps, the entity itself. The depth of said power was great, even godlike, and Tamamo had exemplified similar qualities already. There was only one left, and what the Kitsune said was slightly in contradiction to what he was certain of. "We're not down one. I can feel her; she's in your pocket." Of course, he did not mean pocket in the literal sense, but he knew where the missing member of the trio was. By association, he knew who could wield the missing link's power. "Otakemaru... Shutendoji. She's on the ship as well." He felt a calling of sorts. If there was someone who could properly bond with one who had an existing connection to Otakemaru, it was the sibling of his current host; he could feel that deep within his being.

  5. #125
    "Well, I get that... it's just," there was a pause from Tamamo. There wasn't much she could say about this situation right now. How did she explain that many things she looked into outside of video game lore, existed in this world. Things like the Nihon san dai youkai, Enkidu and other storybook legends. How could she explain the thought that such things existed here could be due to the extra influence from their world. Or maybe they came the other way... or maybe it worked both ways. There were too many possibilities to narrow down. "Nevermind... it's all over the place. I have to narrow it down first," she said pushing aside the thoughts of her brain. There were too many possibilities for right just now. She needed a distraction. And she'd get one, in the form of a specific mention. "In my pocket?" she said thinking about it logically he had to mean her subspace. The connection was made rather easily so she moved on to more pressing matters. "Sou ka, two of those in the same place. Someone is bad at thinking about the worst case scenario," she said aloud. It seemed stupid to her to keep such potentially powerful items all in the same place. It could be taken by Giyu's words that he intended for the last piece of the trio to be a very specific person. "Hm, Hikari-chan... as the last member of the trio. That's good, she can look after you~" Tamamo teased. Given how these sorts of adventures went, they'd likely end up having to split up to cover more ground. Given this, she'd be happy knowing he had someone on his side to look after him a bit. She felt him more than capable enough but she still worried given his temper. "Should we get her set up then?" she asked content to hang over the lad and let him choose the direction.

  6. #126
    Giyu said nothing, but understood much. His statement may have been more vague than necessary, yet there was a long train of thought traveling through his mind. When he said 'it happened' previously, he actually meant it in a much broader sense. Two Oni and a Kitsune existed in this world's past, but it was not quite limited to this world. One could say 'the world' was an accurate term in a way, but he was only about 94% certain of that when viewing it from the current angle. Until that percentage reached 100, he would not bother giving it too much consideration. There was one thing he couldn't possibly be more sure of, though, and it came in the form of his reply to the number 'two' spoken by Tamamo. "Three." Indeed, three was the correct number. It made no sense for the two Oni to be found in one place, and the Kitsune to be found in another. All three Artifacts ones took refuge here, but someone had managed to free one of them in the past. Perhaps it was Dreyfus? Perhaps it was, instead, someone who brought the mirror of Tamamo to that blacksmith. Whatever the case, it didn't matter.

    What did matter, was the completion of the Nihon san dai youkai... though even that didn't particularly matter at this exact moment. They could concern themselves with his sister later. For now, they had an opportunity to acquire the breakfast they had been speaking of prior to Giyu's creation. If nothing else, they could deal with 'setting up' the girl with her new form after finding food worth bringing back to the ship. With that in mind, he began walking in the opposite direction to the ship itself. "We agreed to get breakfast. We may as well bring it with us."

  7. #127
    Apparently there was a small correction to Tamamo's line of thinking. According to Giyu, all three items of legend were originally housed within the Origin Temple they'd just cleared. Tamamo understood this, and a frustrated pout appeared on her face as she considered the possibilities. Someone had taken that piece out on purpose, Dreyfus was potentially a lot more adventurous than he seemed, or some other circumstance had taken place. Regardless of which thing it was, whoever was in charge of that Origin Temple was not one for making proper long term plans. "That makes it worse, not better... it's irresponsible to keep three objects that powerful in one place, it almost guarantees they will rise at the same time..." she said. Whatever faction was dominating the area, was lacking in the thought department, which in her mind would eventually make them easier to convince, or harder if they happened to actually just be dumb. Whatever the case, she was willing to let her own thoughts continue to travel.

    According to Giyu, they'd already agreed to breakfast, so he intended to lead them there first and then they'd take care of his sister. "Oh right... I keep forgetting about that," the lass said having thoughts of breakfast slip her mind as she'd become distracted by a whole host of other things in the last few moments. Perhaps this incarnation of Kimiko had others of her bad habits just below the surface, "Oh, what do we get? I want so much!~" the fox lass chimed. All of her statements being related to food she wasn't quite sure what she wanted for breakfast, but she knew she was hungry. "Hm... actually I have a taste for rice and sweet red beans... oh oh oh!! I want Onigiri with red beans!~" the lass chimed. Unbeknownst to her, this was very much a side-effect of her most recent transformation, Kitsune had a great love for the things she just mentioned.

  8. #128
    "It is irresponsible. It's also a good decision," Giyu said, having no particular lean in either direction of the spectrum. On one hand, it was more than a great risk to place those three Artifacts in one place. On the other hand, however, it was just as much a boon to accumulate that amount of power within a single stronghold, if only for political merit in such a society as this. What were the chances that the Artifacts would have awakened, if not for these two appearing here today? By his calculations, no run-of-the-mill Adventurer would have succeeded in unleashing even one power source.

    Putting those thoughts aside, he considered food while sniffing on occasion. He was some form of Oni in this state, and thus had a decent nose for consumables, so he let his nose guide him to the marketplace. There was a strange smell of... something sweet, yet almost meat-like. It was a curious thing, and oddly in contradiction to the food item he initially thought of. "Ohagi," he said. It was the first thought that came to mind when he picked up that smell. Surely the thing of Tamamo's desire could have been found in the same place, if ohagi was what he could smell. Oh, how very wrong he was. What he smelled and approached was actually... the smell of an egg, but no sort these two would have ever tasted. Giyu would see the smell's source shortly after they entered the bustling marketplace, as the stall selling these eggs was placed close enough to the edge of the street to catch the eye of travelers. Odd... this wasn't currently the sort of place that appreciated outsiders, but it seemed set up as if it did. Either way, these large eggs on display were oddly enticing. They seemed almost ethereal, and did not appear to be gaining sweetness from any sort of seasoning, despite the clear smell similar to sugar. "... Hmm. That's not ohagi."

  9. #129
    "Hmm..." there was a bit of a pause from the thoughts of Tamamo. While she couldn't see the merits in having so many things together that could be lost, given Giyu's words there was an implication that having them altogether could have been good. With a few moments of extra thought, she came to the conclusion that having such a collection could have made one seem more powerful, and that if all the aspects has spontaneously risen having them on all one side could tip the balance in a business sense. "The risk-reward ratio still seems a bit slanted," she concluded. She wouldn't have taken on such a thing without knowing exactly what would come of her actions, but she was a bit more cautious than most. But that was simply her way, and she missed the ideal 'people' element of it as well.

    Soon though, the man she was hanging on to walked towards the market place. It was quite familiar, as all market type places seemed to be at least to Tamamo. What was more, this one had a stall set up near the edges which contained some strange food that fit the desires of both people. "Ohagi? I haven't had that in ages..." she murmured, true enough such a food was a bit too indulgent for what she was normally allowed. This would surely be a treat. Her own nostrils flared slightly as she picked up on such a scent. It smelled sweet like bean-paste, but also kind of thick. Strangely, when they walked upon it, it didn't seem to be any kind of food she could readily identify. It seemed it wasn't familiar to Giyu either, given his concise but accurate lack of identification. Not the type to waste time or words, she'd aim to speak directly to the profiteer of this shop. "Oh? This all smells nice. What is this? And how much is it?" she said aiming to face said sales person with golden eyes still leaned over the shoulder of her companion.

  10. #130
    Slanted, she said. Perhaps she was right. On the other hand, such was always the case. Equality never existed; one side of the scales always outweighed the other. This was how Giyu's mind processed reality via experience. As far as he was concerned, true balance was only achievable when the scales were in constant motion, one never taking complete control of the other. At least... that was how things were in the current world, which existed outside of his ideal scenario. Maybe things could be changed in the world they currently inhabited...

    The little stall in front of them was selling what appeared to be quite the 'tourist' attraction, or at least it would have been if there were any legitimate tourists. Tamamo seemed open enough to approach the keeper of this stand without any hesitation at all, grabbing the attention of a Nure-onna at the other side of the table. The black-haired woman sported an obvious serpent's tail that coiled around behind her, though her torso and above were that of a human─ even clad in a purple kimono. A slender hand shifted silky, raven locks away from her face as she gazed upon the pink-haired fox. "You've yet to try the egg of Yatagarasu, my dear child? You are in for a treat~. I offer you newcomers one to share in delight. Others, mind you, are not easily obtained. Demand is high, you see... so I will part with each for 2,400,000 mon," she stated plainly. Giyu's eyes widened ever so slightly upon hearing not the number, but the currency this woman mentioned. That number was ridiculous... and yet it wasn't. The truly ridiculous thing was that unit of currency, which he knew of through tales from his father from long, long ago in the world they knew. If he needed further confirmation of an earlier assumption, this was it.

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