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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:51 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:56 pm
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After obliterating the log dummies in his blind rage, Izumo finally began to calm down. He had worked himself into quite a frenzy, and was now panting from having exerted so much effort into something so tedious. It was doing its job, however, which was also a source of much relaxation.
Sheathing his blades, Izumo collapsed on the ground, under the blazing sun. He was still panting, but it was slowing. Why had he been so angry? Not even he could figure it out. But it didn't matter. The next time his saw Shinobu, he decided, he would apologize. He owed her that much.
What he would do now, though, he knew not. He had sparred, if it could be called that, worried, panicked, and raged all in a short time frame. What was there left to do?
Relaxing, Izumo decided, was the best choice for now. He would simply bask in the warm sun, allowing its warmth to engulf him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 11:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 12:04 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 12:05 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 12:06 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 12:09 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 17, 2006 12:10 am
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Shinobu turned and left from the spot, knowing that Haru had left for now, most likely to a place for some rest, for, as Shinobu could easily see through the theatre's windows, the sun was beginning to set outside. Slowly sinking over the tawny hills in a warm glow that made Shinobu feel a little sad, but content at the same time. Both she and Aoki had had a good time today, and tomorrow they'd be off to Amarante, the city of the flower that never fades. But, before Shinobu could jump off into the rafters for her to gather some sleep, she stopped and thought of Izumo for a moment. Would he be alright? What a silly question for her to ask about the determined young immortal! Of course he would be. Still... Shinobu had her worries. Next time she saw Izumo she would definitely apologize for being so rude as to suddenly leae a sparring match that she'd agreed to, and then lured him into an uncomfortable situation. It was the least she could do.
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