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01-21-2007, 01:25 AM

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Originally Posted by Kanji_The_Wanderer View Post
I look at Ichirin. He looks upset with himself for leaving Nozomi. I was also disappointed...When he ran out of the inn I ran after him not thinking... We were a good distance from Disan now. The ran had died somewhat, but there was still thunder in the air...The clouds rolled on I look behind us at the forest. It was totally black. but at least for now the trees provided us with a dry shelter.

"Think she'll know where to follow?" I say to Ichirin and myself. I unsheathed Sora and watch the moonlight reflected on it. For a few seconds I think of using it as a flare. But the heavy clouds will never let the light be guided to Disan. Thâk Sûl is the closest place to us now. We had traveled for a long time with me just aimlessly following him.

I think he as joined up with me in his mind. Of course I will not bring it up.
'I don't know Tatsu...I don't know' i answered his question.

I could hear the shadows of the trees, they were interrupted. Over and over again, other shadows...they were following us. I could hear breathing, human breathing... Ambush.

Arrogant i said to Tatsu "duck!" in which arrows flew by. I still stood, i could hear the arrows and dodge them if i wanted to but they were terrible shooters.

'Stay down !' i yelled at Tatsu. 'Let's get a bit of life here !'

I unpacked my guns. 'Mother, Father guide me tru this' i whispered at myself.
I putted one gun at each side, firing one round at a time, I shot 2 rounds in total, though there were more assaulters i didn't wasted bullets.

'It's all yours Tatsu' i said to Tatsu.



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