Welcome to Gaia! ::

::Nakago again smirked::

"Believe what you will. In fact...if that s what you believe, then I have less to fear from you than I thought...With the exception of course...of what you have already done."

::He paced in front of her and turned to face her again::

"But then...I don't think you really believe that...or you wouldn't have gone to the lengths you have..."

::He reached his hand out and lifted her chin, lightly, almost gently, but forcefull enough to cause the motion, so her eyes met his, still debating in his mind over what to reveal and not...what to say to elicit what reactions...what to get her to believe so that the Byakko would act to his advantage, if he could so use them. He pasued...and simply gazed into her eyes, almost as if searching for her soul::

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ninja ninja ninja Trap Successful...To an Extent
(Green Concerning Tokaki, Orange Concerning Tatara)

::Eyes darted everywhere as the lad vanished again, this time to an unknown location. The two who has been on either side changed to defensive stances in case of an attack, and the third came hurtling down and landed where he had been. All three turned thir heads as the strange voice/noice came from the south. Two of them immediately dissapeared off int hat direction, trying to find this other prey. The had what they had been instructed to get...so he was extra. The other joined the other three congregating around Tatara::

::The thread weilding elite stopped circling as his compatriot held Tatara and put him under, Usisng his other arm and his body to brace him as he began to go limp in the threads:: After the other twoheaded off in the direction of their presumed secondary target, the third fromt hat group joind them and the four of them congregated around Tatara. Not caring whether he was completely out yet or not, the spoke plainly::

"Leave him tied up...He's a Byakko Seishi.."

"Put a little on another cloth and gag him to keep him under until we get back to Kutou...Just in case he can use powers to ecape the threads..."

"Nakago want's him alive, so be careful how tight you make those...and don't use too much.....Excessive dosage can cause more damage than we can risk..."

::Finally, After preparing a custom Gag and tieing him with some normal rope as well as the strange thread like substance, they carried him and began their journey back to Kutou::

Hearing Tamahome's comment about the only coming back for money, Miaka let go on him and then threw her hand up and flung in down on the top of his head.

"Tamahome no baka! Is that all you think about?" she said angrily. Miaka then stood up and turned around, "Do you even care your a warrior? Don't you know...Yuichan needs us to get her from Kutou?" she said wrapping her arms around herself, "She needs me...I need to summon Strawberiu and then save Konan, get her, and then pass my exams!" she said.

She turned around and faced Tamahome. Her eyes glossy, and filled with emotion, "We have to find our other warriors...not money..." she said putting her head down, "Tamahome probably thinks I'm weird now...I know I shouldn't be acting like this..." she thought to herself.

Then Miaka rubbed her face, shook it around and let out a goofy smile, "Yea! Lets kick some other Beast God's butts!" she yelled throwing her hands into the air.

[***Subby's Test***]

"I do not speculate, however with each passing comment your body language, facial expression and tone of voice to reveal greater things to me until I no longer need words to come to a conclusion..."

The other question was easy however and Subaru's expression became virtually unreadable as she glanced at her sleeves and straightened them before returning her gaze to the wall. For a long while, she remained silent, drawing out the question to give the illusion that she doubted the answer she was about to give however, a small and rather mysterious smile flashed across her lips indicating that nothing was as it seemed and after a few moments her gaze swung right round to plant itself upon him.

"As for what I fear, I thought I had made whatI fear perfectly clear Nakago," She purred gently and shook her head gently, the silver braids swaying gently with each motion from side to side. It was then that she began to move forward and very gently pressed her fingertips against his chest, murmuring softly as a small strip of paper appeared against his armour...

It was no spell to tie him down, just a simple summon and upon it was a symbol one that he should find easily recognisable.

"I fear what you are capable of, Nakago." She whispered gently and removed her hand from his armour, although the paper stuck and his symbol began to glow...not with a blue light however but with a very bright white light, the light of Byakko.

She spent no time lingering and instead continued down the hall, snapping her fingers as she murmured a few words, such spells that required a great deal of concentration in this surpressed environment no matter how simple they were...and the pulsing light began to brighten, however as it did brighten another symbol was burnt onto the parchment...this, the mark of Subaru.

She didn't look round, but with her mark came the guarantee that he would not be able to remove the parchment without harming himself...she was curious as to how he would react in public to such a test and another cool smile appeared on her lips, her footsteps directed towards none other than the temple of Seiryuu...

[***Tatara's Capture Continued***]

Thump, thump, thump...each footstep caused his head to throb in the over sensitive state he was in. At each step he winced and fought back a wave that was soon becoming that of agony...When would it end and more importantly, what had happened to get him into this situation?

Inwardly he sighed and simply prayed that the journey would be over soon...

[***The Pink Panther...?***]

Bamf. Bamf. Bamf. Teleportation upon teleportation followed the events that had trangressed as Tokaki fleed from the scene and no doubt those who were following him, however he was going in the most peculiar fashion about it. With each brief flash he began to approach Kutou, remaining hidden at each place and entirely silent...remaining only long enough to catch a glimpse of another safe vantage point to move to.

What was he going to do once he actually got to Kutou though? He grinned...

No! He scolded himself and shook his head as he teleported to yet another point, he needed a plan...and that plan, he would think up later. As usual.

Tamahome rubbed his head. He did care that he was a warrior, but he had to take care of his family. He felt bad that he had made Miaka upset, she was his Miko after all. He was about to say something to cheer her up when the kid tripped over her. "Miaka, are you okay?!"

::Tomo did not like what he was sensing. Begrudgingly, he finally got out of bed and dressed hastily. Not his full outfit, just the pants, tunic, and boots; he did not have the time. He scowled at the fact that he would be presenting himself without make-up, but it could not be helped. He departed his room, giving orders to the maids outside his door that no one was to go in. He hurried in the direction of the shogun, supressing his chi as much as possible. He traveled in the shadows, and reached the shogun in good time. He was certain that he was well enough hidden from the Byakko, and maybe even Nakago's elites. But the shogun would sense him, if he were paying enough attention.::

Apologies for time and action...I felt it best to keep it within relative continuity (I thinkt hats the way to say it). Also..If I'm overstepping my bounds, let me know sweatdrop ..And Kitty...I am/was having trouble finding a good something to have Tomo do in the situation..so I left it rather ambiguoois, hopefully uyou can come up with somethng where i have been unable to... sweatdrop






::Nakago turned and sneered, saying with a maliscious tone of mocking::

"I have done nothing that you would not do...only not as polite and less diplomatic..." ::Referencing her earlier comments to him::

::Already he could see the fury in her eyes, and surely this would infuriate her more...and he would have it that way...it would cause the Byakko to be the "bad guys" and allow credence to his actions in the eyes of all others.::

'Ah...Tomo is rested from his extensive use of power before...'

::He raised his hand in a "wait there" fashion towards Tomo..but not blatantly obvous to the outside world. The effect outwardly was an alterarion of his own barriers....relinquishing them to a bare minimum, as She was here...and Tatara in captivity...and the other Byakko...stilll "unknown. He was not paying attantion....so he didn't think he woould need to maintain the outer barrier at this point, and instead altered his power as well...centralizing enough about his to shield from attack, and the rest squarely on her, focused, an attempt to stunt any further agressions, through use of Chi, Life forces, Or spells...again..this was not a physical barrier and she would be ably to move freely and then he would even alter this again to allow the removal ofher "curse" upon their shrine::

::He spoke in a manner to give Tomo the hint, while stalling them here for the moment for him to get there....realize what the situation was, and perhaps formulate a way t be best usefull.::

"It is time we go to the Shrine of Seiryuu and end this game. Once there...I am sure you wil begin to see things my way.

::After that, he strode on ahead of her with steady and strong pace, whip in hand currently at his side, having used his other hand previously, , surely she would follow and he would arrive first, with her at his heels where everything wouldbe ready.::

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ninja ninja ninja Preparations Underway

::Three elites became four as the one who had directly met with Nakago rejoined them. Their orders were to make preparation for Nakago and Subaru to arrive at the Shrine entrance. The return trip to the City had not been soft and cushioned, but nor had it been exceedingly rough either. Now howver...they had permission to rough him up a little as they got to the palace. Silken threads were replaced by chains and standard ropes, and the Gag that was letting the fumes from the concoction was now removed. The effects would take a bit of time to completely wear off...but they had arrived and did not need to worry about keeping him entirely unconscious anymore. They were not to do any major damage...Nakago might resort to that...presumed by the acquisition of the whip, but they were only to rough him up a little...and so they did. There final destination was right outsied the shrine, where the chained Tatara up arms spread, chained to pillars in the hall and against the wall, legs chained but given leniancy to move a bit, mosty to support his own self, not as much as to hold him in position. They took note of the surge concerning the Shrine door..but knew that A: they could do little about it..and B: NBakago was coming..things would be taken care of. A little last minute roughing up, and then they got into position. Two climbed up and statined themselves where the chains attached to the pillars up near the ceiling, hiding in the shadows, and the other two were more forward in the hall, as if stationed gaurs in front of the Door, sealed by the Byakko power. The also got a compliment of regular soldiers to wait at the end of the hall where everony would come down. They were ready and waiting.::

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ninja ninja ninja Wayward Trackers

The two all but gave up looking for the lad...there were no clues..nothing to track...as if he had dissapeared, little did they know that there best bet was what the finally decided on, and that would be just return to Kutou. They quit even trying to track and returned straight towards the city with haste...they would be back soon.

Market Place Fun

::A small group of young women at the market caught sight of the lad....foreign clothing...always an attantion getter...of course as he was a ways a way, they cou.d not be heard more thansome giggleing, whispering and a pointing fnger or two at his point The exctra attention might not be a good thingehowever...patrols would be on their rounds soon.......::

::Tomo was in no mood for the tricks of some vixen woman who conspired to destroy all that Nakago had worked for. He silently made his way to the shrine, when his eyes fell upon something entirely unexpected. That divine looking creature called Tatara. A comely lad whose looks were almost as good as his own. His immediate thought was that he was seeing things. Why would the seishi they had let go be chained up to a pillar? He hardly needed to ask, Nakago obviously had some plan. Tomo's artistic sense almost compelled him to to free the poor lad, he was far too beautiful to be treated like this. On the other hand, it was almost arousing to his sadistic nature, and a smile graced his lips. The conflicting nature within was too complicated, and Tomo had only ever been able to balance it carefully. Now, Nakago obviously wanted Tomo here, so what was he supposed to do? There were not a whole lot of options, but he could not let an opportunity like this one pass him by...::

::Shin in hand, he crafted the illusion very carefully. He had to supress his chi as much as possible while working, which was difficult, but possible. It was an illusion only Tatara would see; Nakago's elites, and hopefully that Byakko woman, would be unaware of his involvement. The illusion was miniscule, just a simple one-on-one piece of art. An illusion of Tomo, exactly as he appeared now, before the eyes of the enemy seishi. It would be a piece of cake so long as nothing went wrong and he had to break concentration on chi suppression. He warped his magic into a splendid replication, and that illusion stepped from out of the shadows on the other side of the room. The illusion had a look of sadness on its face, and it strode quietly to the chained Tatara::

I do not understand...

::The illusion spoke softly, almost pained, and its voice trailed off, as if he had more to say, but could not bring himself to. If Tatara answered, the elite would think he was talking to himself, and seeing as how the poor thing looked as if he had been drugged, it would not seem too unusual.::