Jashin Worthy Shopping Spree (Roleplay)

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(Kenesu's starting point)

Grass Country is like a neutral landscape of styles. Other than the plethora of green you still have creative freedom and, not entitled to be stuck as one thing. Like Mist Village? Everyone suspects its full of thieves, killers, and in general moody people. Now of course statistics can go to show what is there and what isn't but, who cares about that junk? Well...don't answer that.

Anyway Kenesu had found himself in a bamboo plain. Fair enough. The different greengage faded into a greenish blue as he eyes the cliff canyons up ahead. Truthfully Grass had many entrances that changed overtime so it is hard for him to stick to one as he hates being stuck in cliches. Therefore he found himself discouraged with this spot. Oh not to mention the humidity was kind of making it awkward to breath. So he would divert from the trail and, heat towards the cliff side off to the left.


(General Area)

This mid-level forestation expanded 300 meters in a circle with a chunk of it wedged by rocks, sand, and a random cliff of two within the 45 degree angle if you looked at it from a birds eye view. All of the trails were still relatively brown but, they had their fair share of green from the scattered grass and, stains of such vegetation as the wind didn't treat it very nicely. 


(Sunset being described. The trees in the foreground of this picture will be the picture above this one.)

The sun was at half mass with a spread range of clouds stealing the sky view. Not from Keesu's angle of things as he stood on the left cliff side {the one shown in the picture) this view was quite nice. If you liked that sort of stuff. Kenesu has seen it all the same. The sun made the sky a very weird mesh of colours in the horizon. Cerulean, purple, violet, sapphire, a dusty yellow, fools gold, and some other thing. What was all of this? He didn't know. He didn't have any flashy colors on. A simple dullish red jacket, a silver robe on top of it and, black ninja standard issue pants with some reinforced shoes. Thats it. His headband was on his left arm near the shoulder so if anyone cared to look then there it was. 

His hands remained in his pockets for the time being as a few drafts messed around with his short, silver hair. His brown skin would radiate off the sheen from the sun's rays only because he was in the sunlight but, if he was under a tree he's appear to be darker no doubt. Still, Kenesu supposed he found some use to being up here.



(A bridge mainly on the outskirt of the general area but, leads to Kenesu just the same. The bridge will take the user to the path leading thru the cliffside canyon as seen in the first picture but at least 50 meters away. The user unless stated otherwise should be seeing Kenesu from his right side at an angle showing his front as well as he looks at the view before him.)

Most of the land below here grass plains, patches of sand or dirt, adjacent rock structures, some water, and to top it all over a few trees. Oh wait there was a big oak tree out in the middle a few meters away. What 150 to be a rough estimate. What is this Leaf Country Jr? Who knows. Honestly if anyone was around they could slip on by, Kenesu and his teal eyes wouldn't notice. Not unless he tried. But he was on relaxing duty, not patrol duty. So he stood there thinking. What could be exciting? He wasn't too sure which is actually common. He is only overly social when he wants or needed to be. Otherwise he is genuinely mellow. Not that poser trash kind of mellow more like this guy puts the marsh in marshmallow. Whatever that could even mean.

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HAIL JASHIN! - HECATE 'JASHIN' UCHIHA - The land rolled out before in in a lush green carpet, her gasmask with no filters set upon and the conditional lenses set to scanning. One rather large dual scythe laid diagonally on her back, a rapier sheathed on her left hip, two yoyo, one of wire and the other of silk(thread) while the rest of her held various unimportant knickknacks. Sweep after sweep and all she picked up was wildlife, running water, fluttering butterflies and far too many rolling hills for this happy prairie of a country even. "This world... perhaps it's close to being empty. Then I can be with him." Jashin wouldn't let her pass, kept her rooted in this terrible world till every last heretic was converted and sent into his embrace. It was what fueled her to slaughter endlessly, to kill in his name and give him glory. Wings flapping, the black dress clad deviant spun into a freefall, rocketing towards the earth and spiraling madly. Trees and other obstacles meant little, her body was a stone pillar, unmovable, unshakable, the very will of the earth pitted when she impacted and gouged the meat out of the trees she struck like a falling meteorite. Her landing scared off the local life, sent bugs and animal alike scattering while she stood with an almost too purposeful gait. "Grass Country..." She muttered with almost outright disgust, contempt for a place she rung so free with nature and yet still nothing, still no one. "Maybe the villages have finally died out." Spinning around and around her goggles revealed nothing and eventually they were yanked down, cool air whipping across a sweaty brow and sun deprived eyes. A set of short horns stuck up from her head and a long lively tail thrashed the earth around her ankles, the simple black dress she wore reached her knees and the neckline cut low to the top of modest cleavage. Simple black cloth shoes and a spirals of raven black hair accompanied the thin pressed line of Hecate's mouth. "I'm hungry..."

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Her landing scared off the local life, sent bugs and animal alike scattering while she stood with an almost too purposeful gait.

Soon almost too soon Kenesu would feel the hardship of not bringing his Li gear. This was boring. He hoped that coming all the way out here would spark some kind of grand genius plot for his arts so he could be preoccupied. And yet it didn't. Cause every damn thing was green! Sure beautiful, but it was so basic. He might as well have stuck to finishing a past project instead of this. Kenesu would scratch his head to nullify a slight itch before sighing. His face drooping into a disappointed, annoyed frown as he worked on making his way down the cliffside.

Once he touched the lower section he slumped off to one side lazily roughly thudding his side on a tree as he'd lean on it with all of his weight. He thought about what to do. Honestly all of this greenery was getting a bit annoying. Surrounded by a cliche setting that left him uninterested. Not to mention he still had to head home to take care of some gang that called themselves "The Butchers". Simple jerk offs making a tomfoolery mess inside the village area which the kage needs silencing. He will take care of that later...

For the time being Kenesu turned his attention to begin walking through the thin woods (picture two). He didn't expect much of anything which was why he started the walk. Maybe something will jump at him. Not that many animals around either so he won't have to be bothered by them which is a plus. Nothing against animals. But he wasn't too fond of them right now. He had some thinking to do.
    

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HAIL JASHIN! - HECATE 'JASHIN' UCHIHA - Everything living fled from the idea of death instinctively, be in loud noise or sharp points. A living body or a feeble minded man was wired to survive btu she was here to bring clarity to the masses. She left the field she'd cratered into far behind, strode through the trees, watching the passing insects whom were undisturbed by her presence in their simple minded tasks. Monarchs fluttered and wildly so, escaping to the treetops to a place she couldn't see beyond the leaves and foliage. Every step pu ther in a different angle to see the same thing, stuck in the middle of a repeating realm, a green purgatory, "People would rather live in this mundane land and yet I am the madwoman." She mumble,d wings folding down the more dense the trees grew to the point even her horns were getting in the way and her tail thrashed wildly to free itself from a tangle of vines. There was a flash of orange to her left and it pulled her thoughts, hand on scythe, ready to cleave and sunder those whom thought themselves sly enough to get the drop. The end of a tail flicked and she could have sworn she'd drawn the attention of a panther, sleep and elegant, black as midnight, prowling the trees as if she were it's next meal. She returned that hungry look, seeing only a furred coat to adorn her shoulders of one predator didn't find it's proper place on the food chain. "Come..." She challenged even though she was all but sure the thing spoke not a lick of common tongue, bold enough to turn her back to it and stride off without a moment of fear in the situation as a whole. Though she walked with a dominant stride her mind was on her company, not the approaching cliff footing that was going to be barring her from advancing without using her wings to fly or her feet to walk up it's sheer face. Amid all this green she wandered and appeared like a lost flame of black and green, this wild force of nature, mysticism in her eyes mingled with a twist of madness and delusion that gave the other validation. A mind removed from reality.

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A bit further in brought the young male to a conclusion. He was not in the mood for nature. How deep was this area anyway? It was annoying to say the least, but in all due respect he should be relatively used to this right? Wrong. Most of the time he spent inside the village and, anytime he went anywhere else it was to a different city within grass country. Well. Maybe that isn't true. To be honest he wasn't too sure anymore. It was probably his desire to see something new.

As a whole he should have taken the direction that led to the bridge way over in the east. That way he would at least see something different other than green. "Tch, I come this way for a good peace of mind. But all I get is repetitions this is madness, a true bind." He'd rhythmically state to himself to hopefully get some of joy back int his system. He nodded a bit as a few beats played in his head. The Hyoushi groove was as lively as always when it came to this young man. Kenesu Li-Hyoushi. He always liked that ring to his name.

For the most part it would get his mind off things as he stacked up a few stanzas to some poems then, went into straight foolishness as he rhymed in his head to change the flow of it all. Perhaps a free verse would help. It was uncertain what he should do as he mouthed the words in his head and, if he came to a really bad stump he'd just use a bit of onomatopoeia. He liked making his sentences odd like that. It helps keep a crowd intrigued if you add a certain flare. At least that is what his mother usually gripes about. The Hyoushi bloodline runs through her way too much to say she is anything else.

However a dark figure passed a split second glimpse of his eye sight from the left making him stop trying to backtrack if he saw what he thought he saw. A very puzzled look was embedded in his facial expression as he would turn his attention to the figure he just saw.

It was still moving all the same. A humanoid figure? So some random person was actually strolling around here? Well ain't that something. Normally people would take caution and, run a few diagnostics to this situation to make sue its quote on quote safe. But Kenesu, runs on benefit of the doubt unless proven otherwise. And there are a lot of otherwise in this world.

Still Kenesu opted on saying whats up so he can gain an agenda after walking around, so he stepped his way through the slight barrier of nature blocking his path, making some clearly auditory rustling which would come from 5 meters behind this person. His eyes still well glued to them as that black and green color scheme efficiently stood out in this boring place.

That and they had a pretty wicked scythe not to miss the tail, wings, horns. Hell this person although a little daunting looked like a badass character to say the least. Kenesu likes neat stuff like this. He is an open person to begin with so why not say hi? Death happens regardless, so he'd worry about his safety and keeping a "low profile" when he needs to. Otherwise that can all screw off.

Upon a modest glance he'd confirm that this person was female. Not that it mattered honestly, but details are nice. If she hadn't noticed him or done anything for the most part then he'd call out for her attention. "Yo! Hey uh you with all the cool accessories...looking for something? Or something like that I don't know." He'd ask. Although he wasn't too sure what someone would be doing being busy in the outskirts of Grass Country He stayed where he was though as he was in no rush to meet and greet. Not until they did something first.

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HAIL JASHIN! - HECATE 'JASHIN' UCHIHA - Her sinuous gait staggered into a stiff canter when words greeted her from out of the void. For just that one single moment part of her was hoping, praying, pleading with Jashin that the words were coming from her leopard friend. A shape shifter to send Jashin would be the ultimate gift! She swung around, smile grand and wide, eyes sparkling like a thousand stars! But when she spotted the scampering tail of one and the shaggy whitish grey hair of the other a part of her damn near deflated. No such luck. Human was such a boring prey, predictable, instincts watered down to being complacent village puppets. It made her skin crawl sometimes. Before she replied she gave the boy a thorough and probing once over, from attire to posture, equipment and his features, all a grand picture pained to tell her... he wasn't much in the ways of uptight. Least not in her experience. Pretty thin lips parted to greet her potential sacrifice and the only thing her eyes could seem to focus on now, when the light glinted and the leaves rustled, was a headband tied snug around an arm. The disgust in her tone wasn't masked in the slightest, "I am simply wandering, looking for some place at least worth of a second glance. The Ninja Nations have all become stagnant which is good." The fewer people around meant the closer she was to being with Jashin. That was the end goal wasn't it? Least for her it was, a selfish goal but who had put in as much work as her? "Aren't you a bit far from home Or am I that close I'm finally starting to see one of you sheep?" Her arms crossed and she cocked a hip, her stance going a bit wide legged, the body language of the spoiled brat, the insufferable princess.

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Ouch... 

Could be the only thought that entered his mind at the moment as he watched an expression of pure eager interest turn into a dead, stone cold look of, what the actual fuck. Kenesu thought he looked okay, but perhaps she saw something he didn't. Or more actually wanted something different. Not that he knew what it was but, he figured it surely wasn't his nosy self bothering her. Oh well, its just one situation he will have to live through, Not a problem. 

He took her tone lightly if anything with no regard at all. He rather someone clearly show they have no interest than be fake about. It will save him the equal care in trying. He stood with a slight lean as he watched her with a curious but, dull expression. The only thing that could through it off was his bright teal eyes breaking up the overall color scheme. 

Stagnant is good huh? Not much of a people person. Fair enough. The only movement he made was straightening up his posture as she continue speaking on her own behalf. That far from home line grew old on Kenesu a long time ago... And sheep? Did she not see the color of his skin? Overall he lost interest. As much as he would love to play the smart alec asshole card she had a scythe and, he had what? A few messily ninjutsus?

He didn't bring anything besides his imagination. So he blinked and, then turned his look over to a few leaves that were dislodged from a tree. They came to close however and, he'd raise his right hand lazily out of his jacket's pocket and, brush them aside to give him some space. After that he didn't really care to look at her is she was going to be all bratty like this. He would rather just keep his eyes on better things as he'd speak his piece.

"If we are sheep then you are a lousy shepherd" He'd sigh not even really knowing why he said that specifically. Just sounded good at the time. "Anyway thanks for keeping it straight forward. At least I got something out of paying this any mind. Its was better that standing around in this overgrown weed factory." He'd say calmly but, with an obvious change of tone from intrigued to a flat one. Anything else was ignored. On the bright side he'd some how realize that he did bring something. A flute; well a disassembled one. Now he remembered why he came out here. To clear his head.

Well never the less when he felt the sudden weight lean on his left hand still in his pocket he took it out a part of it slightly surprised as held it firmly in his hand. A golden framed side blown flute, engraved with special markings, with a grip attachment firmly placed by polished dark brown wood. Some kind of fancy crap his mother gave him because: "A child that deserves to have his material match his gifted talents." Meh, something cheesy like that. From here Kenesu glance at the the part in his hand, before connecting the others to make the whole thing then inspecting the condition. He would raise it up to his mouth so he could prepare to play something. Didn't really know the tune yet but, it was coming to him. Either way it was time to get his mind of some prior issues nagging him.

(OOC: Enjoyed your post by the way. Not sure if I ever mentioned it.)

The lovely momma's flute ever so mentioned:

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HAIL JASHIN! - HECATE 'JASHIN' UCHIHA - Was tempted, oh so painfully tempted to scoff and she did, a dry sound at the back of her throat that ended in a titter of laughter, high pitched as it were, "I'm not your shepherd, little sheep." She scrunched her nose up, unhinging her scythe to plant the back of one blade in the dirt and use it to lean upon, "I am your wolf, sweety. Not the rose but the serpent that lie beneath it's petals." She recalled the man named The Pain who plagued one of these measly islands around here, remembering all the people she had run into all at once with a weary sigh. She didn't care about his loss of interest that showed itself bright in the inflection of his tone, but she prattled on because the word reached people whether they liked it or not. The sub conscious paid attention where the brain lulled in lethargy. "Ahhh... I remember a time where Kage roamed the land openly, when they saw the vision of their freedom, release from the shackles of their village but were seemingly too ignorant to walk to their salvation. Cowardly shepherds who flock their sheep for protection of themselves rather than the masses." Luminous eyes turned skywards, not to god but to Jashin, "Sometimes you have to force people to see the errors of their living, that villages are just a feeble mans idea for protection, but those who would sacrifice the freedom of others for security...deserve neither." She twisted the dull back of her blade in the dirt and righted herself to find him fiddling with his toy, instrument, whatever he may refer to it as 'Whistling Stick' even. He didn't seem so scared he was beside himself but more or less ignorant or uncaring of the fact and that... that is where progress was born. To stand next to death and not show fear was Jashin's calling, his sign to his followers of an apostle, "What vi---" She eyed his arm again and shook her head, "It's rude to leave a girl waiting you know? Especially when they asked you a question, 'How far was she from Kusagakure? How close was she to finally opening red mouths in the flesh of their Grass Shadow? "But if you're going to regal me with tune then I suppose I don't mind waiting till you're finished." It was more or less her smug and selfish way of making his actions about her. Conditioning, is what she called it where others might see egotism. (Thank you~ I do appreciate that.)

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Kenesu would only raise a brow slightly but, he didn't enjoy her quick wit when replying to his shepard remark. The way she scoffed at it and gave a titter afterwards didn't tick him off or anything. He didn't expect much at this current moment. He would let her think what she wants for the most part though, as he carried on to his business. Although of course he was listening. Not much else to do around here but, he didn't want to be too wrapped up in whatever she was saying unless it spiked something. So half ignoring her, half not. Depends if she knew or not, which even then. It wouldn't matter.

So Kenesu eased up and, listened to her littler hub-ub about how the world ran in the past. It was a bit nice to know how it was before but, nothing he was sure he couldn't easily learn with a research session on the matter. Yet when she went on about forcing people to see errors and what not he became was curious. Picking at it in his mind as his fingers twiddled with the flute as he looked at it. Obviously he was sure whatever she was saying had a meaning, or motive.

If it didn't then she was wasting her own time which wouldn't be his fault. So the idea was that villages are faulty in keeping man's hopes of staying secure. And then people whom simply use others by means of dictatorship or possibly even monarchy to keep themselves secure by high ranking position, and "leadership"; were even less worthy than those who foolishly figure and rely that a village such as Grass can keep everything sound from corruption. An intriguing idea at best because for the most part she is right about it. His spark of consideration of accepting that idea easily showed on his young life filled face.

More so over at least Kenesu would agree without hopeless question. But he seeing things from multiple angles and, likes to deduct them into one simple mixed answer that not necessarily suits all the views. But leaves a possible optimal idea of consideration in return. Or mo so he chooses to ignore the backlash and leave the different view to balance out a conclusion on its own. Why senselessly think about an idea he knows not everyone accepts in the first place from whatever degree of life they take in from the world. Well... he could debate that point in his mind easily...but not now as he was about ready to play some notes.


But, his mind was swiped of course as she spoke in a way that seemed to mean she was peeved about his actions. For one why was she still here? That rude remark sank in the back of his mind as he didn't really desire for her to leave just yet. He got a kick out of playing this minor game of meeting her conscious insolence with, his purposely used disregard. It makes this encounters rememberable. 

Kenesu would raise his left brow questioningly but, also couldn't help his growing smirk as she spoke to him. He would turn his attention to the woman like she wanted obviously for her own intentions. Whatever that may be. Listening to her scolding and, then comment on being okay with receiving musical enlightenment from him. This girl is something else on the older but bratty scale...

Kenesu would shake his head as he chuckled fixing his posture to face her directly. Then lowered the flute down to his waist as he held it in his left hand again. "Sorry, perhaps I should have paid attention your needs; "Your heinous." He would teasingly joke keeping his look as he wanted to make sure her little remarks won't do too much but, make him laugh in a friendly way and turn it around.

"Further more its my decision to play sounds whether rhythmic or a simple note. Has nothing to do to with showering you in false glory, but since you asked so nicely I might take you up on your ever so kind offer to allow me to play for you." He would joke again as he would have a nice smile on his face. His teal eyes twinkling with teenage ambition to keep the mood flowing as he pretended to have a dress then curtsied with a smug smile eager to see her reaction. 

Yet, regardless of all that picking at her attitude he would give her what she asked for with a serious tone this time. "Anyway you aren't far from Grass Village at all. Keep going towards the direction you were. If you watch tree line it will begin to tighten up and lead you down a path. Its only 300 to 350 meters out until you will see the crevice looking gap between two parallel cliffs.

You go through there and some annoying bamboo and you will meet the entry to the village. Do whatever it is you want but, if you decide to take it over you didn't here it from me." He would say with a smile as he shrugged. But then continued only briefly. "Or...perhaps I need to repay my "rudeness" and escort you there hmm?" He would question half joking half sincere about it. It didn't matter. He had time to burn either way. 

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HAIL JASHIN! - HECATE 'JASHIN' UCHIHA - Hecate played her part in their act with an upturned nose and a huff that thrw her curls about her pale complexion, arms crossing over her near non-existent bust, "You would do well to do so." She belted out with an insincere huff, looking down her nose at him. With nothing other than begrudging curiosity she watched him assemble the instrument. All that time though and still nothing shy of kiddish gaming for all of her offered patience as loaded as it may have seemed at the time. His face was one she'd have to remember in the future. Barring the lack of music being played she went alone with him, all but rolling her eyes hard enough to send a lovely painful shiver through the optics, "You'd serve me better as a cymbal monkey than a jester any day." She scoffed, almost missing the inclination that he was giving her a play by play of just how to reach the fabled city of grass and weeds. Curious little kitten as she was shoe was off and threatening on the other foot, "Really now?" She cooed, all milk and honey, sweet nothings and tender words "You'd go as far as walking a total stranger to your village for hospice and relaxation after a long days search?" This was where she thrived, gears turning and tumbling, falling into place to test the water but none to fast, she didn't want to simply find the grass village. There were far too many individuals in the world who needed her to free them from their mortal coil disease before she moved on to wholesale slaughter of entire villages. "Admittedly I am not the best with directions, little sheep. IF you are offering to guide me along the way then I am in no position to refute it." Her head dipped and nodded in the direction he'd noted her to go, "Shall we? I've never seen a village before, honestly."

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Kenesu had no real quip about morals right now. Not that he cared to go that deep anyway. Her words only bounced of and, left him with his young, grin and chuckled to them. Not to be rude, just because he found how she was acting so stubborn funny. Like a bratty older sister could be a good representation maybe. Well if she was older than him, who knows. He'd have to give her props for the cymbal monkey thing though, that one was humorous to the utmost certainty.

As she questioned him offering to walk her to the village Kenesu only raised a brow and, nodded.   With that, Kenesu would stretch out his neck before moving forward for her. "Well you are about to see one now;...shepherd." He'd joke once more with a little smirk as he glanced back at her. This was proving intriguing at the least.

Kenesu would take the moment to consider the prior request and, actually played a few notes from his flute. If a bird chirped he'd follow that sound, if the wind blew by he'd make a very sinister like low flow of wobbling notes. Simple stuff really to set an odd mood, but enjoyable. Why play a song when you can be abstract about it? Well its how he saw it for now...

Focusing on controlled note playing Kenesu, made himself a little jingle. A long low note, a short high note, repetitive then fell into a low then high rhythm. Then afterwards he'd put them together as if to be making a picture if a battle going on. Something exciting for that nature.  Stomping his feet in the dirt to make the tumbling bass drum as if he was performing a ritual of dancing and flute music.

His eyes were closed slightly but, he could walk the trail perfectly fine. He's done this countless times. No trouble at all. He'd finish that song the moment, they reached the crevice of cliffs he mentioned down the way. With that done, he'd put the flute back in his pocket then, stretched out his arms.

"This is the landmark I mentioned. Going through here will lead us to the gates. So I guess its time to continue on yes?" He'd ask shortly not exactly looking at her, but directing his voice at her.

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Continuation after the events: here

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Hecate offered a shrug at the explanation, not dismissive but a wordless agreement. She hadn't cut her way out of a massive undead anything, this was but an accolade to climb upon. the ride atop the dragon was silent on he rend, for the most part, while she mulled the thoughts around in her head from the current events that'd transpired. "Alright sheep, I am curious." She mumbled with indecision, "Why stay in a village? Why follow the leadership of a mortal appointed by, yet more mortals, to follow their doctrine like it were the law of the land? You're living a stunted life."

She did sound annoyed, to at him but in general, which often manifested as outward animosity towards individuals, "I vowed once to never follow a mortal, vowed on my faith to Jashin and I broke that promise only to be proven right, that they simply cannot be trusted." Exposition. "So what keeps you shackled? What tethers you this bland green ball of nothing?" She'd seen the world twice over in comparison to most whether she knew it or not, and her monologue was threatening to kick up again if she didn't at least give him a chance to answer back before thinking this was all rhetoric.

"I've never asked before a I did not care, but I am willing to open my ears to the flock this once." A generous gift he should be thankful for in all her mercy and rigid control. 'Don't spoil it' were the words she was thinking of using but it didn't seem appropriate after all they'd been through.

Besides. The lake couldn't be far an she was ready to bathe.

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The wind would blow through the area as an amazonian figure. She stood at about 5'8, but with her high heel boots on she stood at about 6'2. Those boots were not ordinary, they were specially forged by Loki for Loki. The Triggers Boot, had Diamond Harness Gems embedded in the shins, known ass Diamond Ice. On the heels of the boot, 2 specialized guns where equipped, the Nocturne, and Toccata, which had a Jade harness gem hanging from the butt of the gun, the Gem of Prescience. This made up Half of the deadly "Love is Blue" Set of weaponry. Loki's hair would blow into the wind, it was Jet black and extremely Long. The actually length was more staggering than the the hair would let on.

She had 200m of hair, most of which was weaved and wrapped around her body, to form Catsuit that gripped tightly to her body. Loki looked out over the at lake and then looked over her shoulder, adjusting her glasses as she did so. These glasses, possessed several lens for her to use at will. Those lens consisted of Anti-Flash Lenses, Zooming Vision(x100 zoom), Canny Descrier, X-Ray Vision, Condition Viewing Vision, Camera Vision x1, Thermal Vision x1, Compass Lensatic (Overview) x1. Loki sighed as she continued to scan the area, it was nice... but would be good enough to build here. She would tap the large sheathed Ōdachi blade, Shuraba - The Angel Slayer, on her shoulder, as continued the think over the possibilities.

She held her hands out as she tried to picture where everything would go. However she wasn't actually getting any good vibes from this place. That notion was only strengthen when she glance up into the sky, to see... is that a dragon? Loki would sigh, she had had her fill of Dragons when the zombies had attacked not long ago. Loki would rub the back of her head, maybe it would just fly by and leave her alone, she really couldn't be bothered at the moment.

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During the flight, the woman he was flying around had quipped up about something. Villages again? He was focused on the flying mostly however as usual he kept an ear out. After all if he hadn't answered she would get rather peeved like usual. Not that he wasn't used to it. She seemed actually pretty irritated though. It was obvious as that is how she sounded. There was no question about it. He figured she had very strong views about this whole village thing, but why that was all beyond him.

When she had finished talking, Kenesu at first was reconsidering not answering. Odds are it wouldn't matter. But since she took the time to ask, and said she'd listen. He figured might as well end this flight with small talk. "You seem to think, I follow what the kage thinks. I barely met the guy to be honest. Only talked to him once. The village life is its own weird set of adventures, but I don't plan to stay here long that is the thing.

I have other matters to deal with than to stay locked up behind gates. This land has nothing to do with me." That was all he'd say for that answer. Afterwards Kenesu would tell the dragon to let them both down in the outpost below which was directly next to the lake. The landing wasn't very rough hopefully. With a sigh, he would nod is head over to the very large lake off to the side. "There you go," He'd state with a mellow tone. "I'll just sit here." He then added. Kenesu, using his metal bo-staff to safely hop off of his created dragon then, checking to make sure it was all good.

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Hecate did listen and mulled over what he had to say with some thought that he spoke as if to go missing at the soonest opportunity that favored him. Perhaps he wasn't as lost a cause as she had once thought him to be, "Interesting. At least you have ambitions to be more than a mindless drone." As far as his involvement with the village she couldn't say much else without being a hypocrite so she flew with him in silence, landing by the wayside of the lake and looking around once the dragon had landed properly. "Flying is the way to go, I has always said." She called back from over shoulder, waving her hand, "You are free to join me if you wish but don't expect any favors."

Her ruined clothing was stripped and set off to the side, favoring the full clean of nudity when she slipped into the lake to swim out to it's deeper center. A few feet out she paused and stared at her company, new company and lord knew how long she had been there in Hecate's carelessness. Her weapons were back on the shoreline but her bare hands should be enough for whatever she needed. That and words, "Another soul out here? In this painfully bright forest? You must be as deranged as I am." She smiled something akin to a shark, emotionless eyes and a jagged smirk.

"Care to join? I haven't felt any leeches, unfortunately, but the day is young."

[Madame Loki]

Loki would watch as the dragon would set itself down in the distance and then two riders would hop off of it. Strange, it would seemed that one of them had managed to tame it, at least momentarily. Loki would then shrug her shoulder and then go back to looking out at the lake. She would place her blade on the ground and sigh as she tried to picture building a Place of Power here. She wasn't really getting that felling she had gotten at Hot Springs. Just then she noticed one of the riders, making their way into the waters. As Naked as the day she was born. Loki would smirk as swam out towards the center of the waters. How nice to see some you so unabashed by social norms.

The two of them would finally meet gazes as the girl would notice Loki. Deranged she said? "So deranged we two must be. And yet the only sane enough to enjoy the simple things." Loki would chuckle giving a slight smirk of her own. The woman would then ask her to join her in the water. "How serendipitous, I was just about to take a dip myself." Loki would slide out of her boots and leaved them laying there next to her blade. She stepping forth, the clothing that she wore would begin to unravel, revealing her naked form, and a small glimpse at the staggering length of her hair. It would fold over but would still extend well pass her knees almost to the ground, as Loki made her way to the water. She would walk on the surface until she was far enough in that her entire body would be submerged.

She would slowly sink with each steps she took, until not but her head was above water. She would glide through the lake and several meters away from this strange woman and ask, "So tell me deranged stranger... what brings you to this place?" Loki was always happy to interact with new people, and things, and this particular person seemed as if she could be quite interesting indeed.

[💀]

Hecate was deranged, almost crazy but crazy people never knew they were crazy, now did they? To be joined so casually by the woman was a different kind of excitement, to play with another creature who could flirt with danger without blinking an eye. She watched the whole time as her dressing unraveled and fell away to pale skin and milky curves. Interesting...

"I am Hecate~" She practically purred, cupping her hands and taking the pool of water to rinse through her hair. The much and grime of her slaughtered titanic lizard friend was close to caking in her pores and there was simply no way that she could allow that. "And who do I have the pleasure of lounging with this evening, since we are being so generous with our leniency? " The glow of her green eyes reflected off the ripples of the lake like fireflies, her hair sitting and sifting across the surface like a living oil slick that wafted around her like a pool of corruption.

Her mind went to the dragon back at the shore as well as her new village interest who was about as oblivious as a pile of rocks in a racing contest. Something about him too was so deliciously disconnected that she couldn't deny that she'd likely swing back through in the coming moths to cull the wheat of her progress. For now... the pale woman was her point of interest, the hanging glow of her eyes like a glowering limepool.

[Madame Loki]

"Loki... a pleasure." Loki would say as she leaned back and would begin to float of the surface of the water. She looked over at the madly enchanting woman, she was sharing the lake with. Loki's deep gray eyes glow Amber for a moment, as she stared into Hecate's glowing green eyes. Loki blinked, and her eyes would return to their normal unexcited state, as she glanced back over at the dragon Hecate rode in on, "How, lucky. I've never had the chance to tame a Dragon. Only Mam and murder them and their masters." Loki would said with just a twinge of jealousy, she had never met a Dragon that wasn't being ridden by someone else. She had never had the chance to tame one of the might beasts herself.

She would glance back over at Hecate as she wiped the grime and gore, and she did notice the tattered clothing she arrived in. "But I dare say you've enjoyed a bit of glorious murder yourself... please do tell." Loki would turn her body over in the water as she swam a bit, and then like a mermaid would dive into the water, and surface once more a bit closer to Hecate, but not too close. While she found the girl to be interesting, she didn't know the exact type of person she was. Loki waded there, with a curious smile on her face, hoping to hear an exciting story, of slaying some beast, or perhaps the slaughtering, of a rival, and their kin.

[💀]

Hecate was no stranger to the probing of curiosity, she was quite an advocate of it herself, so she saw right into this woman, this enchantress, Loki and she would come to call herself. Hecate didn't let her suspicions show so green though, that was unladylike in the worst of ways, so she led in with truth as was only fair, "The dragon is not mine, sadly, I am currently self sufficient in travel. The thing belongs to a passing fancy I tumbled upon who's name eludes me at the moment since I never asked him, how naughty of me."

She had in fact never asked the sheep's name but it didn't bother her in the slightest, all those who followed Jashin would eventually find that their past names and lives were pointless, less they joined the hierarchy. "As for my poor, poor threadings, I was bothered by some insane concoction of lizard that fancied me a meal, unfortunately he couldn't stomach me." Her tone drifted off into pondering, fingers scratching at her scalp to uproot the flakes of dirt that would surely threaten to settle if she wasn't thorough, "I suppose all those claims of me being a rotten individual were true after all~"

Hecate scrunched up her nose in a playful display of her casual explanation of simply gutting and crawling from the belly of some gargantuan creature. "On that note actually, do you happen to be from around these parts? I need new clothing. As much as I love myself I don't think the world is ready for me to parade around in my underclothing for any longer than I absolutely need to. I've my own god to worship, I don't need a personal following to contest."