Condolences

Jun appeared in Kumo three days after she left Doku. It took so long, it was exhausting. Her body shook slightly as she'd barely rested. After all it seemed that she had run into beasts here and there and now she was home. But it wasn't home.. She no longer recognized no place as home. Without the two who had taken care of her she had no one. o friends and no family. Her hand wiped her eyes as she sniffed slightly. What was the point of this torture? Had she done something wrong? She couldn't answer these questions and fell to her knees t the gate of the village crying like the young girl she was. "Otou-san.. what do I do?"

Amy was walking from the store. What had she done? Simple.. she had picked up her naginata. From her eyes she saw a small girl and sighed angrily at herself. Why was she bothering with this conversation? She could walk away now. Yet the girl looked young, though she was older than her appearance. Feeling a bang of pity, Amy stopped and knelt down by her, latching the naginata on her back with a strap. Her eyes asked the question that her lips didn't ask. Her shining eyes intimidating yet not hostile. So Amy had a soft spot for kids. When the girl muttered about her father, Amy assumed she was lost. "I can help you find him.." She assured with a forced smile that hurt her cheeks.

Junko shook her head laughing like a nervous wreck. "No.. he's gone. He left me.. and so did uncle. They don't need me anymore. I'm good as dead without them." Junko sniffed the air and let out a shaky breath before wiping her eyes and coughing. Her hand reached behind her as she handed a small bag to Amy. "Here take this. I won't need it death bodes for me. A broken tool is of no use.." Her red eyes locked on Amy's red ones with a soul-less appearance; that of a person who'd given up hope. Her cheeks stained with the watery salt of tears. "Thank you nice lady, I wish you luck in your life." With that she went back to her little ball sort of position, hugging her stomach and toppled over like a lost child.

Amy stared at the girl and felt a confusing emotion called.. well.. confusion. Her eyebrow arched as the girl handed her a bag. It wasn't like she'd say no. Amy didn't like speaking. From the look of the girl's eyes she was long gone mentally anyways and was better Amy had the money than some rapist that would come along and mug her numb body. It didn't make Amy feel any better, but in this way she knew that some scum wouldn't get paid for ransacking a poor young woman. Amy nodded at Jun nod in approval or understanding but to simply allow the girl to know she'd heard and she wouldn't bother her. "Very well.. wallow in your own self pity and die at peace." She said in a cold tone before abruptly leaving back to Ser.

[exit]

A single man appeared. His body looking like that of an interesting male. His right hand holding his usual blade. His left hand, well his left hand had his special glove. He watched two female talk and one walked away. With that, He walked towards the little girl. He didn't smile or anything, he just walked towards her and looked oddly and coldly at her. He wanted money right now, but it looked like she just gave all her money away. What a waste.

His body would then shift and aim a strike with his long Nodachi like blade. The length of the blade was a good five foot, and of course he was at least two feet away from her. His sword was aimed to slice her in half, quickly and easily. Though, if she would notice him, it might not go as easily. He didn't exactly allow himself to be shielded or hidden, he just acted like this was a normal day in his life.

Junko didn't notice the presence. The lady had left and though she seemed cold and heartless Jun knew there was good in all people. Or at least that was her belief. Her eyes closed as she cried silently and did as the woman had said, though unintentionally. She wallowed in a pool of pity. Her body shaking from her staggered breathing and cries. A sound sort of like a 'chink' resounded and for a moment there was nothing A scream came from her lips as it changed to an excruciating pain for a second and then it died down and her life flashed. Her mind now released from her body. Had she been at peace? It was unsure, but she no longer had to remember.

[dead]

The male's body shifted as she fell in two pieces. His eyes focused around him to view any witnesses, but there was none. He cleaned the blade with a non stained part of her clothes. And with that, he was off. His body vaulted up the side of a building. And from roof top to roof top, he made his way to Yuki. There was a mission for him, and his contractor was not one to be kept waiting. Of course there was no money on the girl, but if he showed proof that he killed her, maybe a good pay would come. He of course, before he left, made sure the body was disposed of, and no evidence was left. It was all, perfectly executed.

{Exit}