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Re: Fist of the Phoenix (xgkf) GMed by Takimaru
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"I... see," said Sora quietly upon hearing the girl's first sentence. He actually started to look just a little disappointed, which was a rather rare occurrence, given how well the youth normally kept his cool. Luckily for him, he wasn't allowed quite enough time to let it change into a truly noticeable expression, as Akari ultimately agreed, helping the prodigy along in returning to his composed look. "Oh! Well, great! I was actually somewhat nervous there, for a moment, admittedly, since I didn't want you to think that it was because of that Souta incident. I meant to ask you earlier, but I just held off a little too long, I guess," he replied. "And yeah, I don't mind at al--ouch... sorry about that," he added with an apologetic look, placing a hand behind his head after giving her backside a long enough glance to check the mark he had left.
"I honestly didn't realize I tapped that hard. I'll be sure to not do that next time, not that there will be," he said reassuringly in a more confident manner, also displaying his determination as a martial artist to improve from the day's match. "But really, I'll find a way to make up for it somehow, though, for sure." With that said, he proceeded to walk alongside her, out into the central areas of the town, where many of the grocers' stalls conducted business. This Honrainese city, named Koan, was a relatively large and rather old one, best known for being home to some of the more exotic dojos, but also a center for the culinary arts as well. However, there was one industry that also seemed to be on the rise here, spearheaded by a certain establishment. The oldest profession, as some would say: prostitution.
On the way to this particular shopping district was a brothel called the Pink Lotus, based in an extremely fancy building located on one of the block corners. Such was its construction, painted red and pink, that it stood out more than most, in order to help entice potential customers inside. This was no ordinary call house, but one that was considered to be extremely high class, a place of relaxation and enjoyment for even the highest of Honrainese government officials. It had only been there for several years, considered an overnight success due to its reputation for leaving even the wealthiest and most powerful of individuals utterly satisfied after their stay, owed to its impressive lineup of girls and a most shrewd, intelligent madam named Lady Fox. Naturally, most of the local dojo masters called the Pink Lotus a disgrace upon Koan, while some of them entered its doors in secret, unable to resist the siren song of pleasure that echoed from behind them. The upper floor had many stunningly beautiful girls leaning out from the railing, calling out to passerbys on the street in an attempt to get them to come inside. Of course, these girls were still individuals in their own right, and as such were likely to concentrate their efforts on getting the more attractive men up into their rooms--ones like Sora. As the two walked past, they called out to him, as expected.
"Hey, cutie! Why don't you spend some time with us?"
"There's a special rate going on, just for this week. We'll make it worth your while~"
Interestingly enough, while some of the dojo's members like Ryuu and sometimes Eiji were known for responding to these flirtations with some of their own, Sora didn't reply. Akari would then notice that he wasn't looking at the girls in the brothel at all; instead, his eyes were fixed on her.
With the prodigy remaining largely unfazed by the callgirls' propositions, the pair continued to walk on without a hitch, soon making it into the shopping district, namely the portion that had all of the grocers' stalls. This was an open-air market, and the stands themselves were hardly anything fancy, sometimes being little more than a large wagon stationed in a given area, with its owner sitting on a stool in front of it. Bartering here was a common thing, and thanks to that, lively chatter filled the air. All in all it was a very vibrant scene, something Akari was largely used to at this point. Should she take another look at her grocery list, she'd find the following ingredients: Honrainese cabbage, eggs, green leeks, some peppers, and of course, a staple food in this part of the continent, several pounds of rice. Perhaps it was a good thing after all that she had brought Sora along to help, as his strength could be put to proper use in helping her lug what would no doubt be an expensive load for tonight's dinner.
"Feel free to let me take care of the heavy lifting," reminded Sora, though for a moment, he found himself momentarily distracted by a jewelry booth, run by a strange, squinty-eyed old man, exchanging a few muffled words with him while looking over the goods. The blue-haired youth didn't immediately buy anything, though, instead opting to catch up with Akari to help her with any other goods she might pick up during her grocery trip.
Still, the daily errands for today didn't look as if they would go too normally. Just one stall over from where Akari was picking up eggs, a rough-looking man, one she had never seen before, was giving a local steamed bun seller some problems, grabbing a few of the snacks without permission or apparent intent to pay.
"H-Hey, please, kind sir, do pay before you touch thos--"
"Shut up!" The ruffian then proceeded to kick over the stand, much to the dismay of the shopkeeper and other vendors around them. Many stared, but few did anything. Looking around him, he snarled before taking a bite out of one of the buns in his filthy hands. "The hell are you lookin' at?"
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Akari: HP = 70, PP = 30, EP = 30, Status = Fine
"I... see," said Sora quietly upon hearing the girl's first sentence. He actually started to look just a little disappointed, which was a rather rare occurrence, given how well the youth normally kept his cool. Luckily for him, he wasn't allowed quite enough time to let it change into a truly noticeable expression, as Akari ultimately agreed, helping the prodigy along in returning to his composed look. "Oh! Well, great! I was actually somewhat nervous there, for a moment, admittedly, since I didn't want you to think that it was because of that Souta incident. I meant to ask you earlier, but I just held off a little too long, I guess," he replied. "And yeah, I don't mind at al--ouch... sorry about that," he added with an apologetic look, placing a hand behind his head after giving her backside a long enough glance to check the mark he had left.
"I honestly didn't realize I tapped that hard. I'll be sure to not do that next time, not that there will be," he said reassuringly in a more confident manner, also displaying his determination as a martial artist to improve from the day's match. "But really, I'll find a way to make up for it somehow, though, for sure." With that said, he proceeded to walk alongside her, out into the central areas of the town, where many of the grocers' stalls conducted business. This Honrainese city, named Koan, was a relatively large and rather old one, best known for being home to some of the more exotic dojos, but also a center for the culinary arts as well. However, there was one industry that also seemed to be on the rise here, spearheaded by a certain establishment. The oldest profession, as some would say: prostitution.
On the way to this particular shopping district was a brothel called the Pink Lotus, based in an extremely fancy building located on one of the block corners. Such was its construction, painted red and pink, that it stood out more than most, in order to help entice potential customers inside. This was no ordinary call house, but one that was considered to be extremely high class, a place of relaxation and enjoyment for even the highest of Honrainese government officials. It had only been there for several years, considered an overnight success due to its reputation for leaving even the wealthiest and most powerful of individuals utterly satisfied after their stay, owed to its impressive lineup of girls and a most shrewd, intelligent madam named Lady Fox. Naturally, most of the local dojo masters called the Pink Lotus a disgrace upon Koan, while some of them entered its doors in secret, unable to resist the siren song of pleasure that echoed from behind them. The upper floor had many stunningly beautiful girls leaning out from the railing, calling out to passerbys on the street in an attempt to get them to come inside. Of course, these girls were still individuals in their own right, and as such were likely to concentrate their efforts on getting the more attractive men up into their rooms--ones like Sora. As the two walked past, they called out to him, as expected.
"Hey, cutie! Why don't you spend some time with us?"
"There's a special rate going on, just for this week. We'll make it worth your while~"
Interestingly enough, while some of the dojo's members like Ryuu and sometimes Eiji were known for responding to these flirtations with some of their own, Sora didn't reply. Akari would then notice that he wasn't looking at the girls in the brothel at all; instead, his eyes were fixed on her.
With the prodigy remaining largely unfazed by the callgirls' propositions, the pair continued to walk on without a hitch, soon making it into the shopping district, namely the portion that had all of the grocers' stalls. This was an open-air market, and the stands themselves were hardly anything fancy, sometimes being little more than a large wagon stationed in a given area, with its owner sitting on a stool in front of it. Bartering here was a common thing, and thanks to that, lively chatter filled the air. All in all it was a very vibrant scene, something Akari was largely used to at this point. Should she take another look at her grocery list, she'd find the following ingredients: Honrainese cabbage, eggs, green leeks, some peppers, and of course, a staple food in this part of the continent, several pounds of rice. Perhaps it was a good thing after all that she had brought Sora along to help, as his strength could be put to proper use in helping her lug what would no doubt be an expensive load for tonight's dinner.
"Feel free to let me take care of the heavy lifting," reminded Sora, though for a moment, he found himself momentarily distracted by a jewelry booth, run by a strange, squinty-eyed old man, exchanging a few muffled words with him while looking over the goods. The blue-haired youth didn't immediately buy anything, though, instead opting to catch up with Akari to help her with any other goods she might pick up during her grocery trip.
Still, the daily errands for today didn't look as if they would go too normally. Just one stall over from where Akari was picking up eggs, a rough-looking man, one she had never seen before, was giving a local steamed bun seller some problems, grabbing a few of the snacks without permission or apparent intent to pay.
"H-Hey, please, kind sir, do pay before you touch thos--"
"Shut up!" The ruffian then proceeded to kick over the stand, much to the dismay of the shopkeeper and other vendors around them. Many stared, but few did anything. Looking around him, he snarled before taking a bite out of one of the buns in his filthy hands. "The hell are you lookin' at?"