Rest and Relaxation

[roko]

The translucent rays of the once Almighty Sun had finally waned in both strength and number as the lemon sphere slowly dove behind the behemoth mountains, bit by bit, just like their progress toward Zokuji, the capital of this land foreign to them both. He himself had never been to this particular district of Zokuji, but, it appeared . . . homey.

"I think we’ve found it."

He spoke whilst an arm elevated, a flange jutting toward a hotel of acceptable condition; the only thing that looked off had been the untamed grasses which strayed from normality as each stalk pointed toward a different direction. “Are you fine with this?” He himself could careless where they slept, so long as where he laid himself to rest had been void of moisture; there had to be food too, lots of it. His stomach would growl once, though to mask such a noise would he let out a monster of a yawn.

“I’m sure they’ll have room service.”

Ears tuned into the eerie whistle of the wind; the sky that had once been a miraculous blend of orange and purple was now absent as thin clouds and bright stars decorated the slate sky.

[ℳ i h a r u. ღ]

The journey seemed to go by quickly, the shadows of the night slowly creeping along the earth as the moon rose to take over. If only she hadn't been so tired she would have been looking around excitedly. Taking in all there was to see of the night life in this new land. Unfortunately she was all too occupied with trying to remain upright during their trip. So when they finally arrived in the town, she was flooded with relief.

Gray orbs peeked out from behind the mass of the male to gaze upon the lodging he chose. It was definitely something she would have picked out under different circumstances.

"It's perfect."

Weariness had a firm grip on her now as a soft growl escaped her stomach as well. A light rose color stained her cheeks as she turned her gaze back to the ground. Such a silly thing to get red about but she was still a female, after all. A female who worried over little things.

"I certainly hope so. Let's go."

A barrage of scents attacked her nose. All smelling so delicious, wafting around her and tempting her. A soft whimper emitted as she lifted her gaze to look around, her hunger intensifying.

[roko]

On her command would they walk forward at an increased pace, eventually pushing open the doors only to be greeted by a cool breeze. He would stop for a moment, sage lenses scanned the room, examining the interior of the hotel leisuraly; they would stop on the receptionist, a fragile looking lady in her advanced years, sporting a bun of morose gray, gloomy like like the soft look of her face. With Kinpatsu trailing behind him would he stop but a few feet short of the lady.

"We'd like to rent a room as well as room service, please bring something apatizing soon."

He would speak in his average voice. The elderly women would run a finger down a sheet of paper for an ephmeral moment before she pulled it away, submerging the same extremity under a desk, resubmerging there after with a coarse key. She would state a price, a fair price at that, and the Kaguya would dig a hand into his pouch of money, pulling out what seemed to be the appropriate amount, if not more. She would count the money, nodding to them both with a wrinkled smile, pointing the direction they would go to find their room. With the knowledge needed he would head down to the room with her, if she had been ready; he would think while they walked, think about all that had occured.

At some point would they finally find the room. Putting the key in the brass lock and turning it would be the first step, pushing the door right open the second step. The room looked nice, but there had been a eccentric scent, an odorus smell he couldn't ecactly make out, but it didn't smell bad, but it wasn't good in the least bit.

"Here we are."

He finally spoke, the firm grip he had on her hand died as he searched about the room, kicking open the bathroom door, making sure no one hid in the shadows.

[ℳ i h a r u. ღ]

[OOC: Don't kill this rp, I will be back in no time. I can't wait to find out what happens next!]

The cool breeze was welcoming once the party entered the establishment. The liveliness of the lobby, or whatever one called it, filled her with interest. The decor was well-suited for the exterior appearance. A homey feeling permeated through the air. Only a few soft footfalls were heard as she followed her male friend to the desk where the receptionist was.

A small smile was given as the transaction occurred and as the lady had looked over at them. Miharu held back a sigh of relief as they were soon pointed in the direction of their room. This was enough motivation to cause her movements to grow slightly faster.

After a short walk it seemed, they came upon their room. Yes. Finally they could relax, or could they? An odd feeling came over her just as they stepped through the doorway. She had smelled the scent as well, it was rather off putting. As he let go of her hand, she would then move towards the window, checking to see if it had been opened. It was opened but only a crack. It did not feel right at all. Suspicion filled her eyes as her head turned, her gaze locating her partner.

"Something is definitely amiss."

Of course those words hadn't needed to be said, seeing as how the male had already started to inspect the bathroom. Had someone entered their room with an intent to rob them? To cause harm? Whatever the reason, both nins were now on high alert. Their senses heightened as they began to do an thorough sweep of their room.

[roko]

He was far from relief knowing that he hadn’t been the only one who had an eerie feeling in the very pit of their stomach. To his marginal relief, there had been absolutely nothing with in the shower room, nothing taking residency up in the bathtub-- he wasn’t going to bother checking the toilet. He stepped back into the room only to be greeted by idiosyntric sound, eyes darting to the source of such noise before he could even blink.

“. . .”

He was silent as he approached the bed, hand fluidly guiding itself toward the modest hilt of his weapon. He would approach it prudently, the gaze of his eyes as sharp as the very tip of his katana, the deep stare he gave toward the bed made it seem as if his vision could pierce through the cloth, mattress and wood of the bed which would assist in their eventual slumber. In no time would he be a few feet away from the foot of the bed, and without a second spent would the steel blade emerge ethereally from its leather scabbard, ascending into the sky leisurely; descension, unlike its ascension, was swift, performed at speeds that the mundane eye couldn’t comprehend.

Thrrrrsh

The tear of the bed sheets, mattress and wooden base of the bed all melded into one, cacophonous harmony; a smirk molded itself slowly on his countenance. Hands at first jutted out, but they scrambled wildly to dive deeper under the bed, and eventually from it as the creature which caused their discomfort would reveal itself: the orangutan from before, it had followed them. There Heihachi stood, sword securely in his grip and now fixed on the beast of orange hair. He was prepared to do away with the beast, for it seemed to have stalked his Kinpatsu, or so to say.

[roko]

[exit, we'll continue this another day.]