"Nayun!" Seirichi squealed out in glee. Poor Nayun soon finding herself within the Siovanuis rough grasp. No attempt made to fight it, she knew things would come to an end sooner or later if she just made like a rag doll and allowed her elder to sway her about within her grasp.

"Undefeated on your first day at the duels! With two shutouts too!"

The young girl of fourteen -- going on fifteen once a few more weeks passed, gave her normal look of.. Well, nothing. She didn't seemed exactly thrilled; though she was feeling quite happy on the inside. "My first match with Dyarhk was a tie.. So it cannot be called undefeated.."

"A tie is a tie, Nayun. It doesn't hurt your rank at all in these duels." Dyarhk said.

Nayun looked to the older man. His smiling face filling her chest with a gentle warmth. To be appreciated like this..

"C'mon, girl.. Give us a smile!" Seirichi called out.

It came slow but Nayun did smile.
Maybe dueling in Rhy'Din wasn't such a bad thing.

Rain

Heavy droplets of rain. Beating down with such force to cause almost all sound around them to be easily drowned out. The rainy season of Adenna, though in it's infancy, was growing quite strong in the western most edge of the city. Shiji Kumos winter may still reign supreme.. but it would not be for much longer.

The curtain of rain was a beautiful sight; it washed away the old and gave birth to the new once the season was over.

That was why Master would drink to it.

I watched as she brought that small bowl of sake to her lips.
I watched as she looked out to the rain as if it somehow hypnotized her.
I watched and wondered.. ``Would you be proud of me if I became Overlord?``

But I knew the answer deep down.
She wouldn't.
There is no path to the goal when it comes to fighting.
There is only the fight itself.
Self reflection. To better yourself for the next.
The only end is death -- but even death could be a new beginning.
Was it truly never ending?

Our style has no name.
Master Raine says there is no point for an act of killing to have a name.
It's there to end life and nothing more.
To add the flare of a name would only boast ones ego.

I like Master..
She only asked me to do my best..

What's on your mind, Nayun?
What do you have planned for today?

Silly questions. Master rarely asks me those.

Can you stand, Nayun?
Can you still hold your blade, Nayun?
Come at me with the intent to kill, Nayun.

These are the questions she asks.

Share this drink with me, Nayun.

Was a question I longed for.

Here we sit. The two of us. Watching the rain in silence.

"Since the last rain.. You've grown an inch, haven't you?"

I didn't expect such a question. My attention seemed to focus on the small bowl of sake held within my hand.

".. I do not know.. Possibly.. I don't feel any taller."

"My daughter has grown by six."

Looking to Master then. The way her arm rose up to show just how tall her daughter had become.

Why was she telling me this?

"She'll become your pupil.. when the sun rises once more. Do your best, Nayun. It's all I ever ask of you."

How can she ask me such a thing? I haven't even mastered the techniques just yet. Questions buzzing through my mind like annoying locus. Is this a test? Should I say no? Should I say yes? If this is indeed a test.. if I say yes, she might believe that I believe I am ready to take on such a task.. that my own view of my skill could be on par with hers? But if I say no, she could take it as me not wanting to train with her daughter..

"You think far too much, Nayun. Tell me the first answer that came to your mind."

".. I'm not ready.."

The sound of a snort.. or was it a laugh? Another rarity heard this day.

"Neither is she. It would be good for her to simply learn the basics, for now. Kamonbak may believe you're ready for the training grounds, Nayun.. but I do not. You must learn how to take charge, or you'll be eaten alive by those women."

I press my blade to my shoulder.. the feeling of it brings warmth even in the sweeping chill that came from the rain that we continued to watch from under the safety of the isle overhead.

Training grounds. Where women become true warriors.. and hopefully, Siovanui.

".. I understand.. I will do my best, Master.. I promise."

"That's all I've ever asked of you."

Another show of warmth.. That hand pressing to my head. It wouldn't stay for long, but the lingering feeling of it would last well enough.

That's all I've ever asked of you.
Do your best.

When she says such a thing.. why do I hear Mothers voice?

A warriors fingers have no rings on them

The sound of that window opening.
The cold, chilly wind that came brushing through the room moments after.
It was the tell tale sign that she was no longer alone.

Dawn rose those warm blankets up even more to cover over her shoulders as she sat up to look toward the window. It was quite late.. but when her friend came like this - it meant something wrong. The blonde looked to the darker haired girl, and the girl looked back to her. There the room only filled with silence before Nayun finally turned away and moved over to inspect the fishbowl that held the pet, Charlies.

".. What's wrong?"

It had to be asked. She knew Nayun wouldn't be the one to speak of it. During all of their times together it had been her who pressed the girl, it had been her who somehow forced her to open up even the smallest bit. At times it could prove quite annoying, but rewarding as well.

No answer.

This only caused the girl to purse her lips. The tired feeling that came with the time of nightfall had left her all together. Pushing away blankets and dangling both legs off of the side of the bed. Finally, with a small push off from her resting place, she'd be on her feet. The pajama gown covered blonde stepped forward slowly, only to come to a slow stop behind the other.

".. Nayun.. is it about the challenge..?"

Still no answer. It meant she'd have to press more. She took another step, but the moment her right foot touched to the ground once more would be the same moment Nayun turned about to look up at her.. and the same moment that look of surprise came to her face when she felt the smaller girls lips press to her very own. Dawn stood there in a bit of a shock - this wasn't what she expected.. not from Nayun of all people.

The kiss felt awkward to the touch, but it wasn't as if Dawn had ever experienced one herself - not on the lips, and not in this way..

There they stood. Dawn at her full scrawny height of 5'6". Looking much like a pencil - or that was how other girls jokingly referred to her. Then there was Nayun.. Five foot nothing, on the tippy toes of her boots just to push the rest of those inches to meet the half a year younger girl from below. Dawn would be the first to move, as of on instinct, to press her palms to her friends shoulders. Fingers curled and gave the smallest of squeezes while her mind raced. Nayun seemed unphased, but the blonde hadn't felt the same.

Thirty eight seconds. It felt more like minutes to Dawn. It would be then that Nayun finally pulled away. Those red eyes looking into Dawns own chestnut browns.

".. There is no need to worry. " Nayun finally said while lifting her arms up. The back of her wrists finding her friends shoulder held appendages and carefully brushed them away. ".. Rhy'Din is no place for me. Their customs strange, their sense of honor stranger.. Adenna is where I belong, and Adenna is where I should spend my time. I have neglected my duties to the Ichi family.. and I have neglected you as well.. and I am sorry for that."

Dawn couldn't understand what she was hearing. Neglected her? Yes.. Ever since they had become friends she was seeing less and less of the girl. Her time spent training, her nights spent in Rhy'Din. Once or twice a week, if anything, would she see her.. and it would only be when nightfall came, when they'd venture into bed and fall asleep till morning came.

.. but why kiss her?

"Nayun.. Why'd you-" She could still feel the lingering kiss against her lips. She wanted to press fingers to it, but Dawn had kept her arm at bay.

".. I care for you. Isn't that enough reason?" The black haired girl would respond, and Dawn was forced to watch as the girl casually stepped away. Those wet boots pressing to wooden floorboards as she stepped away. Soon enough the sound of footsteps turning into soft thumps as she discarded the boots all together and moved to slip into that bed.

"Tomorrow." The darker haired girl said. Something that forced Dawn out of her confused stare. "Let's go watch the rain.."

Dawn kept silent for a moment.. but then.

".. Yes, I'd like that.."

It just doesn't feel right..

"Why'd you leave then?" Dawn looked to the smaller girl. Nayun had been currently busy moving about those new ear studs. It wouldn't take long for the blonde to lean closer to bat her hand away before padding at the two spots at the right ear lobe with a cotton ball and peroxide. "If you keep messing with them they might get infected. Twisting is fine.. but don't tug too much." Nayun listened on in silence, and continued to not speak even after her friend instructed her to turn about so she could do the other side - something Nayun did without delay. ".. But, about why you left. Did you go back to the Ichis..?"

Nayun closed her red eyes and let out a soft breath. "I'm not apart of your family, Dawn.. I didn't want to be a burden." A small twinge of pain felt, but easily ignored. Her ears felt somewhat tender after recently being pierced. Dawn gave a pout while twisting about Nayun to make sure she saw it. "Don't be dumb. Mother and Father were happy to have you around. Father was the one to pick those earrings you know.. he just didn't know you weren't pierced.." Which had been the reason why the blonde, along with a trusty sewing needle, had been the one to fix the problem; at Nayuns request, of course. "You're important to us now too, Nayun.. You're important to me." She'd offer the girl a smile. "We're friends." Nayun looked to this smile with an almost blank expression. Her mind, after a moment of thought, telling her to smile back. Not that she wanted to - but because it was the best thing to do in the situation. Dawn was smiling, she should smile back, it would make her happy.. so she'd do it.

".. It's still sad though.. you know, with what happened.."

The subject changed. She didn't need to add onto her words. Nayun knew exactly what she meant.

".. That's why I was surprised when you came.. I thought you'd want to be with your family.." Dawn said while tossing the cotton ball into the trashcan between her desk and bed. Nayun listened to the girls words and responded after a few paused seconds. "I couldn't. I'm confused around them right now." Dawn looked to Nayun with a questioning expression. She couldn't understand what the dark haired girl had meant. ".. What do you mean?"

"I haven't cried. I don't feel sad. I should, shouldn't I? Miss Seirichi, I can see, is trying her hardest to stay strong. Miss Corea, I can hear her cry at night. Marissa and Kellie are too young to understand fully.. but Karaichi." Her voice was in a monotone - void of emotion and sounding quite distant. "I feel I am dishonoring them and their memory of him by not mourning with them in their way, but I just cannot."

".. How..? I mean.. why don't you feel sad?" Even Dawn had felt saddened by the events. It was why her friends lack of emotions had seriously confused her.

"Dyarhk died a hero and a warrior. You do not mourn a warrior, you look to them with hopes to one day become as strong as them." The way her lips wrapped about the words made it seem like she was reciting them word for word by some document. It made the blonde dip her head and bit her bottom lip. "He gave Adenna another day. If it came with the cost of his life, so be it. I believe even Dyarhk knew this before fighting Daichi. That is the type of man he is." Nayun finished.

"... But.. Nayun.." Nayun found her hand taken by Dawn. Dark strands of hair sliding from her shoulders as she slowly looked up at the taller girls face.

".. it's okay to cry.. you.. you don't have to act strong in front of me.." Dawn said in a worried look. People should cry, people should show pain, people should mourn the loss of someone close; this is what Dawn knew as the truth.. it was why she couldn't quite understand why her friend was talking like this.

".. but, Dawn.. I'm not acting."

Silence came after those words. Dawn looked to her, she looked to Dawn. Silence was problematic. If Dawn wasn't talking, she must be upset. Nayun tried her best to wrap her thoughts around the current situation. Perhaps she should of said nothing at all on the subject of Dyarhk, but Dawn was someone she felt she could be open with. Red eyes turned within sockets to peer off to the side. Looking back then, watching as Dawns body gave a slight slump.. feeling those fingers loosen their grip.

What was this girls problem? Then she heard it. That.. sniff. Seeing the glimmer of a tear roll past her friends cheek. This only made Nayun think.. Why is she crying? What is the point? - How can she make her stop? Patting her shoulder? A hug? A hug works with Karaichi when he is crying. Should she leave her alone?

".. That's sad, Nayun.." Dawn tried her best to sniff back forming tears.

Nayun pursed her lips then. She wanted to sleep, not watch her friend cry. Why did she have to bring up the subject in the first place? What came next was quick, something the blonde didn't expect - but it always was the case when Nayun brought lips to the other girls own. The kiss itself would only last a few seconds before Nayun leaned back and moved to lay herself against the bed. Turning as she did so that her back now faced Dawn. "Don't dwell on it." and after a pause. "Merry Christmas.. I'm going to sleep."

She expected the girl to do as she said. Don't dwell on it. But instead she'd hear her rise from the bed and those soft, yet hurried footsteps; the sound of that door opening and soon closing coming next.. then, finally, silence. Nayun was alone, and in utter confusion.

Alone to her thoughts.

"Hey.. Don't give up on yourself. Don't you hear the word on the street? They say`` Even if Nayun only has one arm, she'll keep swinging her sword!`` "

"It's okay.. I know it hurts, but I'm here. You'll get through this, alright? Trust me."

"Don't look at him! Look at me! See this smile? Focus on it! Just think of the ice cream we're going to get after this is all over!"

I'm glad.. I felt her flames.

"Oooooh.."

A bright light illuminated the features of the blondes face, and then dimmed once more.

"Ahhh.."

The light then returned. Her blue eyes kept locked onto the figure before her. There swayed Nayun, her normal morning exercises now having a more fiery passion to it. Her fist thrusting out in front of her, specks of sweat following from forehead while black locks of hair jolted forward, then fell back to rest against her shoulders. Not only that -- but the explosion of magically created fire that rocketed from her closed fist. The stream of ember flowing out in a straight line of six feet before disappearing in the thin air.. only to reappear once more from the girls heel as she spun herself about with a risen leg, only to send it following through in a heel drop toward the ground.

The flames continued. Kicks, punches, even from elbows and knees. To the blonde that watched, what could be seen as an act of brutal fighting only looked to her like a fire dancer on stage. The chiming of ooohs and ahhhs came to a close as Nayun slid her lead foot back and moved out of her fighting stance; changing it to one of at ease. Her hands rose up with a taken breath, and then lowered once more while lips curled into a small little o to release it. ".. I do not mind you watching, but shouldn't you dress yourself?" The dark haired girl finally spoke while turning to her friend. Dawn, now self conscious to the fact that she was still in her pajamas, rose up a hand and waved it at the girl. "It's fine! Father said I'm officially-" This said in the most high and mighty way she could. "-off duty! All I'm supposed to do today is relax and be happy." Flashing that bright smile of hers - one that Nayun returned with less enthusiasm. ".. I see." Nayun replied along with a nod. "It is your birthday, after all.." The word itself caused Dawns smile to turn into more of a grin. "Yup! So.." Dawn, who had been sitting on the small porch in front of her house, tapped fingers against risen knees. "Where's my gift?"

Nayun pulled the towel that she had been using to wipe her face away, so that red eyes could look to Dawn in a stare. ".. Isn't it proper to wait till dinner?" The blonde only began to pout at this. Dawn crossed arms over her knees and pressed her chin to them. "No fair." With a sigh. "It can be seen that way.." Nayun said upon stepping closer. Her right hand moving to press a slow palm to the top of the girls head in a soft pat. Something Dawn wouldn't shy away from. "I will make us breakfast." Said the shorter girl. Her hand lifting away from that blondes head. "What would you like?" Dawn would be forced then to gather herself and stand - as she knew Nayun wouldn't wait at the door for her answer. Turning, she'd followed the other girl inside. "Pancakes, please."

"With eggs. You need the protein." Nayun corrected her. "Fiiine.. with eggs." Dawns footsteps sounded out, a little more hurried than her friends. She'd soon come up beside Nayun and give a bump of her arm to her shoulder. This caused Nayuns next step to be one with a slight stagger to it. ".. Why?" Nayun spoke with a perked brow. "Because. You're you." The taller girl responded - along with a peek of her tongue sticking through her lips. Nayun would have tried to argue against it, but Dawn put a little spring in her step and dashed for the kitchen. "Hurry up!" Nayun stood there. Still as a statue. Her mind trying its best to figure out what had just happened.. but, she'd finally blink.. and after that blink? She'd run after her.

The key. The one that represented the Keeper of Fire. It bounced about her neck with each quick step.

Duels of Rhy'Din: *Fin

It started with..

Hello.

.. and it ended with just that.

The Liltu District of Adenna. Nayun staggered from the tower portal and met boot with cobblestone streets. That arcane glow that wisped about the district causing haunting a purple glow to dance along her form. ".. Nn...!" It was startling. She could still hear that hello.. Over, over, and over. Repeating within her mind as simply a hint of what she first heard. Nayuns slanted eyes squeezed shut; tears forced from lids and slid down her cheek. A breath caught within her throat, causing the girl to choke and gasp out.

A simple touch was all it took to set her off. Echoing voice in her mind.. her sanctuary; enough to cause emotions to flood free. She felt fear. Absolute terror. Something like that.. that opal -- it should not be touched by people! Nayuns eyes shot open then. It becoming easier and easier to breath the more steps she took. ".. Nnk.." The girls teeth gritting. Dark hair rising from her shoulders with a sudden shake of her head. Push it from your mind.. don't think about it.. But no, she strived for that. She tried her best to gain that opal in challenge -- and here she was, running from it..

Live today... Fight tomorrow

Her mothers voice repeated in her head -- along with that calm hello Moonberyl had offered.

Live today... Fight tomorrow

"You there! Girl!" A wild voice met her ears. Nayun rose her sights and peered to the Adennian before her. Strong, a fire in her eye.. an obvious ruffian. There was reasons why younger girls do not dare walk alone in the dark. The chanced were high that you might lose the only way to gain the ascension of Siovanui; your virginity.. by force. Or -- to be beaten by those who had lose their own way long before. The dragon emblem along the taller woman's shoulder made it know.. She was of the gang who simply calls themselves one word: Dragons. Instead of sweeping the streets for those who could still become what they could not, like the beautiful Atae.. they instead curse those who could achieve what had been stolen from them.

".. C'mere.." The twinkle in her eye. The way she grinned. It had Nayun instantly go on the attack. The girls boots striking the cobblestone ground with such force. Like thunder breaking across the air. A loud, unholy sort of scream left her lips. The woman didn't know what to think of it. Battle, it's what those of Adenna live for.. but this was unlike what she had seen before. Wild. Unhinged. Nayuns shoulder pressed roughly into the woman's chest.. the feeling of those ribs caving in, the loss of breath from the woman's lips as she staggered back. Nayun wouldn't let up. Her mind was gone. Everything was red. Her body simply reacted in the way it was trained.

To kill.

HOW CAN YOU SURVIVE IF YOU CAN'T EVEN DEFEND YOURSELF?!

Felipe. Her mother. Streaked across her thoughts.
The image of her fists striking in rage.
The feeling of each of those blows inflicting pain to her own small body.

A dog shouldn't eat scraps from its master.. If you need food -- if you want food.. Be like a dog and hunt.

That shadowing foot inching closer. Erika.. her father.
Clouding her vision in that push to send her begging body away.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello!

"UWAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" Crack. Nayuns forehead descending upon the bleeding and broken face of the woman she straddled over. Over, and over. Blood spurting out with each blow, causing her face to grow more and more red with every forceful drop of her forehead. Nayuns chest rising and falling in erratic breaths as air seeped through and pushed from clenched teeth. Her body went down once more, one final thrashing to the face even the woman's mother could no longer recognize. There she stayed, her forehead grinding against fractured forehead. Breath sucked in. Her lips parting so that panting breath could follow. ".. Haaa.. Haaaa..." Eyes wide. Not willing to shield her sights from the scene of her own inflicted violence "GRAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"

.. and she'd scream. Even as the bells of the guard rang in the distance. She'd scream.

The Sun Rises

"Be careful.." Dawn spoke. Her words full of worry. All this while the tall blonde helped Nayun to the bed. They had returned to the The Sunrise Overlook only minutes ago; the feeling of dampness held against their clothing still fresh from the outside rain. Nayun, still without her mechanical arm, settled down upon the bed lightly. ".. I am fine, you have no need to worry." The dark haired girl said. This only brought more worry to Dawn, something that was written all over her features. ".. Don't say that." Nayun could have countered - but instead chose the act of silence to speak for itself.

Light steps brought Dawn away from the bed. ".. Let's find you some dry clothes." she said -- and was once more met with silence. Nayun was making things difficult, but in a way she wasn't. This was simply how the girl was.. and even Dawn knew this. If she had nothing to say; it just meant she had nothing to say. The sound that came from Nayun instead, would be the sound of her body moving to rest against the large comforter spread across the bed. Silence fell over the room. Dawn looking through drawers to find her friend something to wear, and Nayun simply laying there - watching her.

This silence would be shattered when a knock came to the door.

"Nayun?" The voice from behind spoke. Both of the girls within the room took notice instantly. Dawn turned to face the door while Nayun forced herself to sit upright on top of the bed. There was a reason for this, and the reason came stepping through the door not even a second later. It was the Siovanui: Seirichi.

"Hey." Was all Seirichi could muster. Her gray eyes peering about the room, as if unwilling to look over to the girl sitting on the bed. Seirichis vision finally fell upon Dawn. All she needed to do was jerk her head back to give the younger girl an order: leave. There was no reason to speak it. Dawn, though lingering for only a moment to look to Nayun, stepped past the Siovanui with a light bow of her head. The door was then closed behind her -- leaving the two Adennians together.

"How're you feeling?" Seirichi said. The weight of the bed sinking gently under her form as she sat herself beside the only other person in the room. Nayun didn't answer at first. Her red eyes had locked themselves to the vision of woman beside her instead. Then, after a blink, she spoke. "I am fine.." Her monotone voice rang true. Holding no emotion, no tells to how she truly felt. Even the Siovanui could not fully understand. At times like this, Seirichi could feel jealous of Havelast.. how he was able to read the simplest of ticks from Nayon -- yet she, a Siovanui of Adenna, was unable to gauge how both sisters truly felt at any given time.

"Fine enough to return to Rhy'Din? Your second match in that tournament should be coming soon." Seirichi pressed. Nayun stared. There was no change. Twenty eight seconds had passed before the girls lips parted so that she could make words. "No." No. A simple no. Seirichi looked away and stared across the room. The blank room that held only what was deemed `` needed `` by Nayun. Along with the bed she sat on.. the repainted walls that now were white, the body-sized mirror, the weights.. equipment that could be used to make a body stronger -- yet the room lacked what most girls had. There was a large difference between herself and the girl she sat next to.

I believe she will take you one day, though it is some time away.
That man. Kruger had said. The scary realization of his words was this: Seirichi knew that if Nayun ever gained the power of Siovanui.. those words would be very true. Not only for herself, but possibly even her mother as well. But is that not what one should hope for? That the next generation will continue to grow stronger and stronger -- surpassing the old.

Nayun looked to this silence as rather awkward. Seirichi had not been speaking. Nayun had no need to speak. Should she say something? Continue on the conversation? Did she need to explain herself? The Siovanui had not told her to -- so there should be no reason for her to speak of it. Yet.. why did she not speak? Nayuns body shifted lightly, as if showing discomfort. The way her head turned away from Seirichi so that she could look in the same direction the older woman had been. This was something Seirichi caught -- and it was something she understood. "Then that's it? You're done?"

It was the opening Nayun needed to speak once more. "Yes. There is no point." The girl paused. Her face once more turning to peer up at the woman who said beside her. "I have gained titles in each of their sports. I have no need to become Overlord, Archmage, or Diamond. They are titles that hold no benefit to me. The Madness tournament offers no gain." Why become a baron when you've already held the title once already? That was Nayuns thought process. "I've done enough." Why..?! Can't you just stop! You've done so much already! Why can't you just rest!: Nayun could still hear those words. It matched well with the ones she had just spoken.

Seirichi smirked at this. "So.. the reward isn't worth the risk, huh? I guess that makes two Adennians leaving the tournament. Our hopes rest on Aurast. It sounds hilarious to even speak those words." It sounded hilarious, yet Seirichi wasn't laughing. All that came was a sudden snort and a shake of her head. "Not that it matters.. If you of all people can see that there is no point, then I guess it's true. If only they could have offered money as a prize." That was what gained laughter from the Siovanui. "Then I'd see reason to join." Seirichi turned to peer at the silent Nayun. "So. How do you feel?" Nayun looked to this question with slight confusion. "How do I feel?" She countered. Seirichi shook her head at the stall tactic.

"Answer." Seirichi said. The dark haired girl blinked those red eyes softly. "My forehead still pains me." Seirichi shook her head. "No. Not that. How do you feel about this situation? Rhy'Din. The duels. If you're through with them, you're through.. but you should hold no regrets." Nayun sat there in a stilled silence.. then parted her lips.

"I have no regrets. The path I've chosen is the right one. Meaningless titles are nothing compared to my true goal."

Seirichi smiled at this and peered up at the ceiling. "and what is your true goal?"

"To become strong. To protect those who cannot protect themselves. To show the children of tomorrow how to swing their swords."

The weight upon the bed beside Nayun had lifted. Seirichi rose and turned to the girl. Her gray eyes peering down while shadow overtook the younger one. ".. and what if you venture to Rhy'Din? What if others do not share your views? What if they believe you've done wrong and tarnished the honor of the rings? That the titles you speak negatively of mean something?" Nayun looked to the woman with no change. There was no delay. Her voice came with words she truly felt. "I will see them as fools who place personal gain above all else."

A shadow came closer then. Nayun watched as the image of Seirichis hand came descended upon her. She knew it was coming.. there was no need to shy away or feel discomfort. The feeling of its warmth pressing to the top of her head. How those fingers gently moved about to ruffle softly against black hair. "It looks like I'm the one sweeping the streets now.." Nayun drew her sights along the woman's arm as Seirichi spoke; following right up to the vision of the Siovanuis face. "For who..?" Nayun replied.

"For you."

The cold snow of progress

"I never thought it would be a child.."

How frail he looked outside of his military garb. No medals, no pendants, no tassels. He looked to strong before. Could it have been the lighting? The young, strong men that stood before him with wild ambitions for the future that he had spoken of. Ready to give their lives to pursue the dreams he envisioned. Their thunderous cries for freedom and the end of oppressive tyranny. Could it have been them? It did not matter. Not within this bedchamber. With the light of a flickering candle illuminating the room. He looked the fool. A decrepit old man that was well past his prime. That was exactly what Nayun saw.. and who she trained her gun upon.

She had no reason to speak. The orders that she had been given were to kill the man. A blade would not do in this task, so she must use a weapon that felt strange in her grasp. Strange, yet not strange enough for her to be useless at wielding. Time on the range before the train ride had helped her hone some skill, yet she was still an amateur. Yet even an amateur could kill another with a weapon like this.. It really was the cowards tool. A foot step led her closer. A footstep that caused a soft tapping sound to echo through the quiet room. The closer she stepped, the bigger the chance of success. Should she step all the way? Press the weapon to his skull and fire? It seemed the best option. Yet.. the man did not look scared. That in itself was puzzling.

Maybe he simply accepted his fate.

"I thank you." He said. This was something far different from accepting the inevitable. Why was he thanking her? Shouldn't he be cursing her name? Yelling, screaming, calling for his guards. Yet he did nothing of the sort. He only stood there. A frail old man, sucking in a breath as he looked to the ceiling. "I knew it would end like this.." Why must he talk? Nayun wondered. She kept herself still. This curiosity alone could of been the reason why she had not pulled the trigger just yet. "I have two sons you see.. two great sons. They will continue on. Now, we are seen as rebels.. but in the future - heroes.. With my death, they will have all they need to spark the fire in the spirits of young men." His words met with Nayuns silence.

The old man stepped forward. Great General Frederick. His adoring followers called him. Or had called him, once her task was complete. It was he that stepped forward, and continued to step. Closer and closer. Nayun reset her grip and rose the weapon slightly to make up for the change. "Now. Pull the trigger and be on your way.. Know that with your bullet.. I will create a grand future for my people." Was this some sort of trickery? Confusing her to make her let down her guard? Then why did he stand there like a man waiting to die. His arms did not move to reach for the weapon. His legs did not brace and prepare for a burst of speed to possibly take her down.

"I see. Are you the one who requested the assassination?" Nayun finally spoke. Her words cutting through the passion of his own with cold, unyielding monotone. The old man closed his eyes and took in another breath. "Ah.. yes, I must confess that I did." There was truth in his tone. So. Assisted suicide. No, not only that.. but to create a scene that would spark outrage and anger within his followers. With just one life taken, many would change. "You should lay down." Nayun words came as a surprise to the old man. His bushy white brow rose in confusion. ".. Oh, oh yes.. I see." He gazed over to the bed. "It would look odd that I was shot like this." He chuckled. Though there was a small shake in it. So he was scared.. In the face of death, even a man like this could tremble.

Nayun followed behind. Making sure to keep her distance. She watched as the frail old man pulled away those heavy blankets and sat himself upon the bed. "I must apologize.. I did not think they would send someone so young." So young.. Child. He did not see her as a woman. Nayun had felt the need to correct him. But was there even a point to? Frederick had continued to apologize. They had been spoken more in whispers as he drew blankets over his now resting form. ".. They will think I was killed by a coward.. You are right, this is a better scene." She saw an attempt at a smile. Yet the old man could not muster even that. Nayun leveled the barrel and took aim. Those clouded blue eyes looked to her own reds. Yet where he had attempted to search for emotion -- there was none to give.

There was no final line from Nayun. Only the sound of a gunshot echoing throughout the manor.

The panic throughout the manor came almost instantly. The sound of shouting, yelling.. and even screams echoing about the small encampment seemed to herald the snowfall from above. Outside, in the blanket of snow, the coat dressed Nayun ran. Dressed within the winter wear of those aligning themselves to this group of rebels. While others ran for the manor, she moved in the opposite direction. Some seemed to do the same as her. Many yelling out, instructing to search. To find the one who could dared to kill their beloved leader. Anger fueled their search, allowing her to easily slip away undetected. Nayun stood within those cold, dark woods and looked back to the shimmering light in the distance. ".. Hm.." Her breath visible in the nights air. Fingers grasped onto the brim of her cap and gave it a gentle tug before she turned. She had a long, cold hike ahead of her.

...

"Ah. Yes, yes, yes.. Tea will fill mind, body, and soul with loving warmth. You listen to me now, girl. I know, I know." The shop-keeper chimed out in a sing-song voice. It was his attempt to bring a smile to the girls face as he rung her up at the counter. Yet, in the end it had been a failure. A momentary pout found his features, yet a smile only took its place a split second later. "Don't let the cold chill you to the bone, you hear? Come back any time..!" Except she wouldn't come back. Her time here was over.

Nayun looked to the small, ornate bag that could easily be held within her palm. Inside.. Tea. Rich, expensive tea. But even as she looked to it, she could still make out the image of the old man within the swirling lines that etched about the bag. Killing yourself for your cause.. Though you could no longer fight, General Frederick, your death will bring change to your organization. I do not care if it was right or wrong.. You died a hero in their eyes.. and that is all that matters. Nayun looked away from the bag. Those red eyes setting themselves to the window, and the vision of rolling hills of winter that shine through them.

...

"Tea." Back in Adenna. Nayun pressed the bag carefully into the younger girls waiting palms. Dawn looked to the bag, then to the girl. A smile creeping along her lips. "Did you get me anything else?!" She said in glee. It looked as if all the worry had left Dawn the moment she stepped through that window. It was replaced by happiness. Even more so now that she had given her the gift. Nayun stood beside the blown-glass fish tank that held their betta, Charlies. Giving the fish a few bites of food even though Dawn made sure to say. "I've already fed him today." Nayun was caught by surprise when the feeling of Dawns wrapping arms met her form. She tensed, her first reaction was to fling the girl off her body. She might have done just that if words hadn't come along with it. "I'm glad you're back.."

Nayun took hold of those wrapped arms and peeled them away from her. Then, with a few steady steps, she brought distance between herself and the blonde haired girl. "I told you. I would return." Spoken in a matter of fact sort of way. As if there should of been no doubt to her return. The mattress of Dawns bed creaked as Nayun lowered herself to sit. "I know, I know.. I just.. you know, get worried.. That's all." Dawn said as she inched closer. "There's no need." Nayun replied. Watching as the girl continued on with her steps. Till she had gotten to the point of having to turn her head when Dawn settled herself down beside her. ".. Are you going to stay tonight?" She said. Nayun only paused for a moment before answering. "Yes. I planned on it. Is there a problem?" She watched as Dawn shook her head. "No, no.. None at all!" Then she was taken to the bed. It was quick. The blonde came swooping forward with outstretched arms. All Nayun could do was sit still as Dawns weight came to press against her. She was toppled over, and it was Dawn who now hovered above her.

At least until bare feet pressed to her stomach. Dawn was launched away with a quick rising push. She giggled as it happened, even after that loud grunt left her lips when she met the bed. Nayun was quick, when Dawn did open her eyes she would be face to face with the dark haired one. The shimmer of that wrist blade reflecting the lights of the room. Its position pressed lightly to the other girls throat seemed not to sway her in the slightest. No, she continued to breath at a normal pace while that smile never left her lips. "I yield.." She'd say. Nayun, ever the honorable fighter, retracted the blade and moved away. ".. and now.. I don't..!" Dawn giggled out. Her body slamming into Nayuns exposed side, causing the both of them to collapse onto the floor with a loud thump.

Laughter filled the room. Yet it only came from one of them. Dawn smiled down at Nayun as she pinned her to the floor. The thought of smiling back occurred to the darker haired one. Yes, it would be proper now.. So she would do just that. She smiled back. "I yield.."

I just want to go home

"Really, Nayun." The white haired woman said with an exaggerated sigh. Jetting out her hip and placing hand upon it; Nima was not thrilled. There was a reason for this lack of satisfaction. Her champion had lost. There would be no challenge to the ArchMage of RhyDin. There would be no Celestial Tower. There would be no energy for her to siphon, manipulate, and use to create arcane wonders. "I ask of you a simple task. Win me this silly celestial tower." Disappointment was apparent in her voice. The way her body shifted and turned to place her back to the girl. Nima crossed arms loosely under her bust and sucked in a quick breath, all so she could sign out once more. "You are useless. Do you know this? Completely, utterly.. useless."

All Nayun could do was stand there. She had tried her best but her best wasn't good enough. The thought of throwing the tournament just to return home was never a thought to cross her mind. Yes - she would have liked to return to Adenna, but not without trying her hardest to serve the Lilith of Liltu. "I am useless.. I apologize." Nima turned then. Standing side-face so that the annoyed expression written all about her features could be seen by the girl when she faced her. "I already spoke of your uselessness, I do not need you repeating it to me." Those crossed arms dropped, then rose once more - this time to cross hands at the small of her back. Nima began to step here and there in a slow pace. "I give you the ability to use magic.. and you still have not mastered it. It is not only I who is disappointed.. Your sister will be as well once I speak with her. Ooh -- how I will speak with her." From the corner of her eye did Nima look. The expression on Nayuns face causing a sort of sick pleasure to be taken. ".. Nayun, do you fear what will happen?" Nayun turned her gaze to the floor. "I will take any punishment you find suitable, my Lilith.."

"Nima. Call me Nima."

Nayun no longer dipped her chin. "Nima.." It instead rose, as did her head so that she could look to the woman standing before her. ".. I do not understand." This had Nima pressing a curled knuckle to her lips. "Really.. did you really believe I was interested in that key? Liltu has no need for what RhyDin can offer. They have their forms of magic, and we have ours.. and I can only be bias to say that I do like ours far better. Ah, my own ego is out on display." Another giggle pressed against lip pressed knuckle. "Is it wrong of me to say that I only ordered you into this tournament to simply.. watch you? I do grow bored within this tower you see, a Lilith must find her own form of entertainment."

"I see..." Nayun replied, but found words quickly returned. "Yes, yes. You see. I do understand. You see. You see what? Oh." Nima snapped her fingers. "You see nothing. The only thing you see is the need to say `` I see `` because you cannot think of any other word to speak from those chapped lips of yours." Nayuns mind fell blank. Trying her best to think of what to say - but what came from those dry lips was only "I see." Words that once more caused Nima to laugh out. "Will you keep repeating those two words if I continue to press you? I do wonder how many times I can get you to say it." Aggravation rose within the smaller one. It became apparent with the way she clenched fists. Easily tell-tale with the way the those metal fingers of her right hand clanked ever so lightly. "Oh.. are you upset? Your place is to serve, Nayun. I thought you knew this.. How sad." Nayun was met with the sight of a mock pout.

".. My place is to serve the people of Adenna.." she said. Something that caused Nima to feign surprise. "Are you saying that I am not an Adennian? That I do not have the same blood flowing through me that beats within the very heart of Techichi?" Nayun was at a loss of words. All she could do was stare up at the white haired woman. ".. I.." The girl started, only to come face to face with Nima when she leaned in so suddenly. "Yes? Finish. Nima is waiting." Nayuns mouth opened and tried to form words, and they finally came after three seconds of silence. ".. I spoke out of place.. my Lilith.. Please, forgive me."

"Forgiveness? You seek forgiveness? From me of all people? Do you know what I do to those who speak such filth?" Nimas grin spread across her plush lips. "I skin them.. bit by bit, and place the skin onto my dolls. Oh.. how the thought of a doll created out of you gives me such joy." The witches palms met one another before her chest with a hearty clap. A clap that caused Nayuns body to twitch. ".. Do I scare you, child? Are you frightened?" The look of sinister glee changed to concern. "Oh my.. I should know better than to tease you. What would you sister say? My, I could cause quite the scandal.. Oh - yes.. She does not care, nor do you. Correct? What did you say before? You are not in.." Nima waited with a gesture of her hand to the girl. ".. I am not in my sisters shadow.. I am my own woman." Then after a pause. "My Lilith." Was then added.

"Then you will be your own woman and entertain me more." Nima turned away. Her hips sashaying left to right with each calm step. She then turned and sat herself down against the soft, silk sheets of her lavish bed. "RhyDin is hosting another tournament, yes? My dreadful sister feels the need to join one.. but there is another that requires more.. effort? Something that woman utterly lacks. You will join this Warlord Tournament as my champion." Nayun bowed her head. Already those teeth had found themselves grit against once another. Then she answered. ".. Is this an order, my Lilith..?"

"Yes." Nima smiled. "It is."

A Warriors Spirit

"You've done well in your studies.. Perhaps you will be named a witch soon as well? The Desert Witch, perhaps?" The Eighth Lilith spoke with cool voice. Her lips curling to form into the most antagonistic of grins.

"No. There will be no need for such a name." Nayun, the now Queen of Settesh, said from her pillowed perch next to the Kings Sea. A winding river that cut across the desert in the form of a snake, and gave the people of the region their wealth and prosperity through trade. "My Father was keen on familiars.. I do not support her actions, but the technique is not something to be ignored." Nayun ran her fingers through the white fur of the small fox that sat on its haunches beside her.

".. A sweet tooth for apples?" Lilith inquired. Watching the fox nibble on a sliced piece of apple. After stepping closer, her robes bunching up and gathering about bent legs as she sat herself down beside the girl. "It appears you've grown fond of your new pet. Dawn may become jealous." The witch snickered.

"Dawn is no pet." Nayun spoke quickly. The aura about her becoming grim.

"I jest, I jest.. There is no need for anger."

Nayun closed her eyes. Disregarding the talk of pets. "Apples. Oranges. Meswen. Yun enjoys them."

"Yun?" Liliths full lips forming into an o as she said the name.

"As my shikigami.. this kitsune is apart of me. It is only fitting that she shares my name. A woman of Adenna must have a name." Nayun's fingers ceased their steady pets along the foxes white fur.

"Yun it is." Lilith smiled, her thin fingers reaching to brush at the top of the foxes head. "A strong name. For a strong warrior."

I am a bird trapped within a cage.. but my spirit, my warriors spirit is free to roam.

( Continues after this )

".. I still don't know why we didn't take a wagon or something this time." Dawn said in somewhat of a whining voice. Nayun hadn't responded to her in the last twenty minutes or so - so Dawn had decided she would simply talk to herself while they continued their off-road trek to Mt. Yasuo.

".. You've been there once, couldn't we have asked Nima t--"

Dawn was finally quieted by the stopping Nayun. ".. Walking is part of the training. The journey is of the mind and body. Every step we take is another step toward a goal. Reflect on that, Dawn." and with that, she continued walking.

Dawn couldn't say another word in response to that. Instead, she silently thought over what Nayun had said while she followed along.

".. Some of the girls said you cried."

It came so suddenly; the question. Nayun wouldn't stop, the sound of snow crushing under the weight of her feet would be the only sound breaking the silence that had overtaken them.

"It is hard to see Miss Candy lose.", finally said. Nayun took a look over her shoulder toward the other girl.

"Why?" Dawn pressed.

"I do not know.", then after a pause. "Quiet for now.. I must think." Nayun looked away. A long exhale of heated breath meeting the chill of the air.

Day one of the trip to Mt. Yasuo continued on in silence.

The 5th Day

The fourth passed easy enough. The deer Dawn had slain and the meat collected from it made an easy bartering tool to gain access into a rest stop some hours off the main road. It provided a nice backdrop to think. The soft snows surrounding them, kept at bay thanks to the heat rising from the hot springs scattered about the owners land.

Dawn had fallen asleep some hours ago. The walking was a strain on her weak body, and the heated bath was all she needed to help pass her into the realm of dreams once body met futon.

Nayun, she wasn't so lucky. Her mind was plagued with the events that happened during the past week. Candy losing her Overlordship to the Lion.. how everything seemed unstable in the city. It felt like Settesh -- she felt powerless. With Candy in charge, there had been a feeling of something safe. Nayun had her Overlord to look up to - to ask guidance from. Whatever her Overlord needed, she obeyed and gave.

It was easy to live like that. Following orders.. completing tasks. Nayun was not one meant to hold power, but serve those who did.

Settesh was lost to her. Adenna was not meant to be her home for now. RhyDin was all she had at the moment..

.. and Candy was her Overlord.

Was.

Even in a game such as the duels. It felt nice when there was order.. The GAC, the Lion, everything felt as if it were in so much disarray.

Soft droplets of water could be heard off in the distance. Melting snow, a slow cascade of water, and then droplets raining down into the hot springs. Drip, drip, drip. Nayun was alone, the guest list had been only her, Dawn, and those who owned the establishment. All were asleep -- the bath was hers.

"Odd.." Nayun spoke softly to herself. Hand rising from the pool and eyes watches as water fell from her open palm.

Is there a reason to challenge the Lion?

For Miss Candy's honor.

Miss Candy has her own honor. Is it your place to fight?

My place is at her side.

Nayun's brow furrowed at the thought. The inner turmoil she felt.

Candy lost. She is weak. The strong rule, the weak fade into memory - only to be forgotten in the end.

She is not weak. Yet, she lost..

"Why then?" The Adennian murmured over the sounds of dripping water.

"Confusing."

Because I want to be at her side.

"Confusing." Nayun repeated as she slowly relaxed into the heated spring. Floating on her back, her eyes looking to the stars above.

"I hate him.." She found herself saying. It was not Rakeesh who came to mind. No, it was the man who sat so close to Candy in the Zen Garden; it was the man who took what she believed should have been her place.

It was the man she saw sleeping in the same futon beside Candy when she came to wake the woman for morning training.

I hate him.. It was repeated in her mind.

Her eyes fluttered open at the feeling of water dropping against forehead. Her mindless floating sent her to the other side of the hot spring, and under the melted water as it came dripping down.

Drip, drip, drip. She stared up, watching each droplet as it came down from above.

"So confusing.."

The 7th Morning

Mt. Yasuo was on hold.

Or is it easier to say it was forgotten about?

Nayun hadn't left the room since her realization. `I cannot become Siovanui..` This forced Dawn to act in their best interests, somehow striking up a deal with the old couple who owned the establishment. She would help with cooking and cleaning, and the two girls would be allowed to stay within the hot spring resort as payment.

Dawn checked on Nayun off and on throughout the day, but never more than opening the door ever so slightly to peek inside. It was always the same. Nayun resting within the covers of her futon and staring up at the ceiling.

There was some fear in her thoughts.. Many Adennians have taken a leap to their deaths upon realizing that they would never be able to attain the spiritual awakening known as Siovanui. She could only pray to the heroes of old that the same wouldn't happen with Nayun.

The Settesh incident.. When the king died, she had seen a renewed life in Nayun. The thought of becoming Siovanui had returned, yet now - it was gone. Dawn wouldn't act like she understood what Nayun was going through. She was weak, unable to become Siovanui even if she wanted. Becoming Siovanui wasn't her place.. and her parents had accepted that many years ago.

Yet Nayun.. Dawn could recall many times where the subject was brought up. To become Siovanui was her friends life goal, and now..?

"Dawn." Nayun's soft monotone found open air when the girl checked on her once more. ".. If you were to become Siovanui, who would be the one to call you back?"

".. I've never thought about it.." Dawn said. Slowly entering the room.

"A lie." Nayun rose. Her eyes looking to the blonde. "Who would you return to?"

".. You, probably.." Dawn's answer caused a brief moment of silence to fill the room.

Nayun gave a tilt of her head. ".. and before, it would have been Matthew? If given the chance.. would you become Siovanui?"

More silence. Dawn looked down to the floor in thought. A breath exhaled before her response. "No.. Losing him.. was hard, I couldn't do it again.. Not with you."

Nayun could see the visible signs of sorrow on her friends body. The way she twitched and tensed, the soft sniffles that filled the room after.

"I apologize." Nayun said. Her yukata covered form rising from her bedding. ".. I will take a bath now." Slow, calm footsteps led her toward Dawn's side. Before passing, she'd press a light hand against the blondes shoulder. No more words were needed after that.

The 8th Morning

The hot springs were behind them. Thirty minutes away by foot. The two Adennians would be arriving at the main road soon enough, but there was a problem in their way. That problem was Nayun.

It came suddenly. Calm, easy footsteps led them on - before things shifted from one to another. Dawn had watched Nayun veer from the path. The thought of asking what was wrong came to mind, but was quieted when she saw the steel of Nayun's blade pull from sheathe.

Then, it started. Hacking - slashing. Pent up frustration let loose on the nearest tree. It shook from every impact, causing dead branches to fall to snow covered ground; along with splinters of chopped wood.

The strokes started easy, with not a sound coming from Nayun. Then, gradually, they became haphazard. Loud grunts leaving past winter-chapped lips. Single held strokes turned to violent gashes against the tree once the blade was taken within two hands.

Dawn didn't know what to do. She had seen this before. Nayun was having a fit -- it was the best thing to describe what she was watching at the moment. The blondes lower lip was taken between teeth and bitten upon while she continued to watch.

The blade struck once more, and deep -- unable to be forced out with upper body strength alone. Nayun was forced to press a foot to the battered tree and pull with all her might. When it was pulled free, her footing was lost. With a soft crush of snow, Nayun found herself sitting before the abused tree. Her chest rising and falling with deep, heavy breaths.

Fingers worked to grasp a tight hold at her weapon. She scrambled to rise up. She needed to hit this tree.. she needed to hit something; but before she could - a loud bang filled the air. Breath was forced into Nayun's lungs as she sucked in a quick gasp of air and turned her head toward the source of the sound. It was Dawn, who was now lowering her rifle after letting loose a shot in the air.

"Stop it! Now! Look at your sword.. LOOK at it!" Dawn screamed out.

Nayun was forced to blink, and then do just that. The damage had not been to the tree alone, her blade had suffered much during those wild strikes. Bent, slightly to the right from when she forced it out from the tree. Nayun could do nothing but stand and stare.

".. To become Siovan--" but Nayun was cut off.

".. That's the sword your mother gave to you, right? Look at what you did to it..! Does becoming Siovaui mean that much to you?! Why can't you just be happy with what you are now..!? Why do you have to work so hard?!" Dawn was trying hard to stay strong, but the crack in her voice easily told Nayun she was about to go over the edge and cry.

"Master Raine isn't Siovanui.. Freia isn't Siovanui..! But look at the both of them, they do what they can to help protect Adenna!" Dawn yelled through tears. "To become Siovanui isn't the final answer, dammit..! Why can't you just be Nayun for once?!"

Nayun didn't say a word. Dawn filled the void of silence. "We're going back to RhyDin.. You're not well enough to train in Yasuo.." There was a pause in the blondes words, then. "My tools are at Dragon's Gate, anyway.. how else am I going to fix your blade?"

".. R.. Right.." Nayun said. Her normal monotone was gone, replaced with a quiet, yet shaken whisper. ".. Understood."

The Ends ( do not ) Justify the Means: Siovanui

"I apologize.. that our trip was cut short." Nayun spoke softly to Lamix as she entered the room they shared within the confines of the Adenna Embassy. She'd brush back against fabric of her hakama as she moved to kneel close by the rather rough looking teen. Though she appeared to be such a way, Nayun knew not to go by the books cover with this girl.

"I had wanted to show Dawn and you the hot springs of Yasuo.. but," Her words trailing off. The situation with one of her dojo students had been the reason why Nayun had been called back not even a week into their trip. "Perhaps another time."

Lamix found herself looking in the direction of the other, her lips pressing tightly together. "...I guess I was starting to like this place. It's no reason to apologize, though. " She speaks as she looked upon her.

"....What will you do now? " Lamix wondered aloud. "...I mean, I know that you were looking for something important here, you know? " She asks with raised brows.

"I do not know.. for now, I believe training my students in firearms is useful. Continuing their kendo classes as well," Nayun paused to nod her head. "That's all I can think of.. it's all I can do" There was a light grip at the fabric of her pants. "It's a silly thing, talking in such a way with you.. But, strangely - you put my heart at ease." She looked to Lamix. ".. You and Dawn are those I can truly call my friends."

"Yasuo.. Yasuo is dear to me, I seek what any warrior seeks.. The reason why we continue to fight. The answer is different for each person," There was a tilt of her head. "So.. I would like to find that out.. But, for now. It seems I can not.."

Friends. Just friends. And was Lamix okay with being known as such? Of knowing that she was just friends? Sometimes she did. And then there were times she did not. The conflicting of sensations doing more to her than she needed to deal with. "....I...Nayun. I really don't mind you talking with me like this. It's not like I hate it. I...feel like..." No. Not feel like. "...I want you to feel like you can be open with me. " She assures her. " ...I want you to feel like you can come out and tell me these things if something is ever bothering you. " She tried at a smile, but wasn't entirely sure how good it would work.

Nayun looked down at her lap. Fingers keeping hold of the fabic of her hakama. ".. Do you recall what we spoke of while on the road," She paused, peering up at Lamix. "to Yasuo.. About Miss Candy?"

"I have decided.. To stay away. When you said that Candy is happy with this man, I understand that now.. and what I want is for Miss Candy to be happy." Nodding her head, slowly. "All I ever want is for Miss Candy to be happy.. So," She paused again to look away. "I will watch.. and enjoy her happiness from afar."

"Perhaps I am not meant for these feelings. This tightness in my chest when I am close to her, or the feeling of my cheeks growing hotter.. It's far too confusing."

"....I... " Lamix licked at her lips. She was trying to figure out a decent way to not make this about herself. Her chest rose and then fell as she spoke. "...Nayun....you....it's okay to be like this. I mean." Her lips curled into a smile. " I know you've done a lot of things. Maybe even.. " She reached to touch her. And brought her hand up. And then down....as if to warn her that it was coming. It closed around her fingers. "....Things that you regret. However. "

"This...this only means that you're still human on the inside. And for a young girl like you?" She smiles. "That's a great thing. Emotion. Don't ever lose that. Don't become like the rest, Nayun."

"Emotions.. they made my sister into a Queen.. Emotions are why people go to war, why my late husband was assassinated in my stead." Nayun had watched those fingers wrap about her own. Staring, looking upon them.. Then -- pulling away. The fabric of her kimono shifting as she moved to rise. Her back turned to Lamix.

"That is why.." It only took three simple steps.

".. I do not know what to do.. The Lilith," Nayun bowed her head some as she spoke of the name. Eyes to her lap. "She, to go against her wishes in such a way.." Her mind had been attempting to wrap around the subject. She paused, her body tensing up as she thought.. and then, her head rose. "I am the Queen of Settesh.. though in name only. The orders I follow are of the Queen of Adenna, my sister -- Nayon Dagger Sasc.."

Nayun swallowed back. She sat up more straight and nodded her head. "Miss Lamix. Accept my body," She spoke in a matter of fact sort of way. Her voice, monotone as most normal. Her eyes held authority.

"and I will become your woman. Not for this night, but for how long you wish to have me. You have feelings for me.. much like I have feelings for Miss Candy." She gripped at her kimono. "Is this true?"

".......Yes." Lamix whispers, her eyes closing. "....Yes, this is true. I ...I have feelings for you. " She spoke, her fingers gently pushing to her chin. " ....but...what..what of Nima, Nayun? What then...? " She asks as she takes a firm swallow. If she did this. If she tasted of this sweet fruit. Nima would know. As soon as she laid eyes on her. And yet. She wanted to do this. Nayun would become a woman like Seirichi. And there would be dangers to this. She was saving her. Wasn't she?

"The Ninth Lilith has many consorts." Nayuns chin lifted more. "I have not asked for much.. I was told I would be allowed favors should I do what I am told during my time in the desert region of Settesh.. I will ask that you becoming my own consort be one of these favors. The Eighth was the one to allow me these conditions. This dojo was my first.. Miss Lamix, you will be my second."

"Following orders is all I know, Miss Lamix.. But, even if rarely, I would like to issue orders."

"Should the Ninth find issue with this.. I will bring it up with her mother. Miss Nima may have the position, but even I know the true power of Liltu still remains with the Eighth."

Lamix took in a deep breath, her lips curled into a slight smile. She tightened her lips. She was right there in front of her. So, why wasn't she reaching out? Why wasn't she taking her? Swallowing back at this point, she looked back towards Nayun. She wanted her for her consort. She didn't know what this would bring for herself. For all of them. She remembered Mia's words then, that night at the bridge. An' you got it pretty good too. 'Cause incase you ain't know...you still got the b@*#$iest girl in Adenna waitin' ova' there ready to fight tooth an' nail for that @$$ if she had to. ...did Nayun wish to fight for her too? Did she care? Or did she want to use her for the relief she could end her torture with? " ...Nayun....if this..." She tightens her lips some. "....right now?" She inquires.

"I..," Nayun stilled her words. An unsure expression crossed her features. "I apologize, my dear.. But, I am confused by your words." Yes. She had said my dear. It was a shift from the normal Miss Lamix that she spoke oh so often when referring to the other. An added bit of authority, along with a formal tone to it. "What do you mean?"

Lamix tightened her lips some. It sounded just like Nayun, too. Having it like this. She recalled the song that she made for her. She recalled what Nima had done. Was willing to do. She closed both eyes. It was in her grasp. It was so...so close she could taste it. Taste Nayun on the tip of her tongue. " ....Nayun. We...I can't do this. " She speaks gently. " I want to...but I can't. Not right now. I can't claim you just yet. " She took her hand. " ....you remember what happened with Seirichi and Mia. " She spoke, to put it more into perspective. " ...It was something that happened behind her back. ...Nima....is not going to be happy. With either of us. You already know this, too. But, at least she'll know my intentions. I need to tell her straight up. " And, she needed to process everything currently happening around her at once, too. "....Can you do that for me?"

"So.. you are saying," The fabric of her kimono lifted. Once more covering her shoulders. She clutched, wrapping the warmth about her body. "That you will be speaking to Miss Nima of this."

Nayun's face turned to an expression of thought. "I will need to speak with my Sister then.. But," She turned her attention back to Lamix. "I want to know, from your mouth, your decision.. What do you want to become of this situation? Between us?"

"...I'd like to.....I ....I want to be your consort. " Lamix confesses. "...And yet I'm afraid of breaking Nima's heart, too. She's....she's been annoying, yeah....but ever since we've met, she's ....done everything she could to help me. I....I feel as If I'm betraying her somehow. That's why I can't just do this. Not like this, so far away from her. I need to be certain I can be your consort. That I can look her in the eyes and say that I'm going to be with you from here on out. " She looks to her. "...does. ...that make sense?"

Nayun turned as Lamix spoke. Her body inching toward the small table beside the wall. A piece of paper grasped upon to, and soon enough a writing tool. Nayun kept silent, even after Lamix had asked her that question. It would be a minute before the sound of folding paper came, and then she would turn.

"My dear, it is your choice.. I have said that you will be my consort, so I will view it as that until your mind is changed." She held out the folded parchment toward Lamix. "Show this to Floe, it is my consent that you be allowed to use the portal ways between here and Liltu.. Speak with the Ninth."

"I.. am not good at this.." She had recalled what she was taught during her stay in Settesh. If and when Lamix took the letter, that would be when Nayun reached to take her hand. Her knees allowing her to inch closer so that she could brush her lips against the others cheek.

"I will wait,--"

".. Nayun-sensei?" A voice called out from behind the door. It was the one that belonged to Saito Mio, a student of the dojo.

Nayun straightened up and spoke out. "What is it?"

"It's 4 AM, are you ready for your run?" Saito answered from behind the door.

Nayun looked to Lamix. ".. I overslept. Return in thirty minutes." She stilled her words then.

".. Understood." Came, and soon enough the sound of footsteps moving away.

"I will wait for you.. but, do not keep me waiting for long." Nayun finished what she had wanted to say.

"...But not too long. " Lamix murmured. " ....No. " She spoke with a soft smile. " ...I don't think you'll need to wait too long at all. " Assured the teen with a gentle smile.

"Hm..," Nayun nodded her head, then rose. "I will be changing now.. I've kept you up for far too long. So -- please, get some sleep. I will have Saito bring your meal later." She turned and pressed a hand to the door she locked some time ago. Slowly, the soft click sounded before she slid it open.

"Rest well.. my dear," She lingered only for a second after her words, then moved to leave the room. The door sliding closed behind her.

"............Goodbye...my...." And then came the sliding door. Lamix breathed. "...my dear... " She spoke softly, long after the door had closed. Her eyes shut. And her fingers lifted upwards into her hair. She leaned over, and bent over as her toes curled. She swallowed, keeping her parchment close to her figure as she gazed to the wall. "....Seirichi. What...would you have done..." She murmured helplessly.

(( Taken from Live RP ))

Some Days Later

Lamix made her way forth. Of course, God could only dictate now what sort of trouble she'd end up running into now that she had made this decision. She could still remember what she said;....she wanted this to happen. She wanted to make her a consort. And yet, she didn't think it was possible. She wasn't so dumb a woman that she didn't think that these little delusions were dream-made-realities to her. She was an outsider. And for that reason she always would be. The dark haired teen continued forth, making her way through the tower as she waited for Nima to make herself known.

"....Nima..." She spoke out, towards the Ninth. Wishing for her voice. " ....Nima, I need to talk with you. " Sighed the woman.

"Well, well.. Lamix, you come without my will? A first." A low chuckle sounding from the shadows as Nima appeared. Elegantly dressed within white silk. A gown which hugged at every curve her body could make.

"I was about to sleep.. It's quite late, you see." Fingers pressed to grinning lips. "Unlike in RhyDin..," Her gown sweeping across the ground as she moved for Lamix. "Hiding away in Yasuo.. What a naughty girl you are, but I'm ever so excited that you have returned to me." Nima reached, grasping at her arms. "Tell me of your adventure! My ears and full attention are yours."

"You didn't get my note? " She frowned...for a moment, she was worried that she hadn't read anything of what she did at all. Or worse, had no idea she'd been gone. That might've gone worse, come to think of it.

Lamix thought of the gown last, and how good it looked against her body. " ....I...I was hoping you were alright. I worried for a bit, but then I forgot that this is you we're talking about. " Her smile was slight, however. And it didn't reach her eyes.

"Ah, your note was received.. I have it on my desk even now. But no, I felt no need to respond to it." A light chuckle ran past her lips. "I was waiting for you to return, so that you may tell me personally of your travels.." Her words stilled then.

"My Lamix.. you seem more distant than normal. Is there something wrong?"

Lamix looked to her for a long moment, just keeping her smile as it dropped. " ...Well. I guess it's funny how we talk about my adventures. I mean, it was nothing serious to speak on really. " She twisted her lips some, her fingers stroking gently over her lips as her head lowered to the floor. " ...Nayun had to return to the Gardens so ....well, things became uneventful from there. But..." She gave a slight shrug. " I mean...'hey'....I know how to use firearms better now..." She stopped briefly. However,

Nima could already tell there was more to the story. Sighing, she spoke once more. "....there's something else, too. It's...it's about Nayun. And when we returned.... "

Lamix closed both eyes...as much as she knew she was attracted towards Nima, hearing her belittle those that Nayun cared for was more than the femme could bear. Perhaps that's what gave her the courage to say so. "....She wants to give up her virginity. " She speaks. "It's the only thing keeping her from thinking of becoming a Siovanui ever again."

".. and?" Nima seemed to not quite understand where this is going. Her wrist rolling about as hand gestured for Lamix to continue. "This is supposed to shock or come as news to me? She was ordered to set aside aspirations for becoming Siovanui.. Losing ones virginity is implied in doing just that."

"So she didn't give it away to that boy king before his death.. How sad." Her fingers tapped against lips.

"..........." Lamix swallowed hard. "....She wants...she wants to give it to me, Nima. " Says the teen, her arms folding gently over her torso. She waited once more. She didn't know how she'd react, so she was careful about saying too much before she got to speak her mind.

It came slow. What first started as a twitch of Nima?s lips curled into a soft curling of them. They parted, enough to show off the white of her teeth before she laughed out. Amusement. That's what her face shown. Pure, utter amusement.

"Really?" Her laughter stilled her words. She was forced to bring a hand to her lips to try and keep the chuckles at bay. "A complete idiot! Ahh.. I cannot wait to tell Seirichi of this. We will have such a laugh."

Lamix furrowed at the brow. Her fist clenching into her leather-covered bicep. At this point, she was unsure of what was worse. The fact that she still felt bad for considering otherwise, or the fact that Nayun seemed to see it all as a game. " Nima....you.... "

She let go of her arms then. Her chest rising and falling with her breath as she tried to steel her nerves. Did Nayun mean so little to her in the grand scheme of things? " ....Nima. She said that Nayon had allowed her certain favors in having her become queen. Certain favors she's still owed. She means to have me for one of them. And....you know...you know what? " Her lips tightened. " ...I'm of a mind to give her what she wants, too."

"Tread carefully, my Lamix.. You do not wish to see me angered, now.. do you?" Nima?s words were cold when she said this. The delight, the amusement that had once been painted across her face were now replaced with one of sheer annoyance.

"I know of this.. it was my Mother who allowed this deal to be struck." She inched closer. Her brows lifting as she looked down upon the girl. "If you are simply attempting a jest with me, I am finding this not funny. Not at all." She reached then. Her fingers grasping hold of Lamixs' chin; forcing her to look up and at her. Their eyes meeting.

"It takes two.. she cannot have a free woman."

There it was. Not so funny anymore, was it? Lamix narrowed her eyes. Somewhat in defiance over the look she got over her. She wasn't afraid of her. She wasn't, but she knew that she had to face up to her or end up kneeling before her threats. Swallowing back, she was forced to meet eyes with her...her lips tense. " .....She doesn't have to. I want to give myself to her, Nima. " She took a deep breath.

"....I ...." She rolled her eyes about some as she took her chin from the witch's grasp. " ...I don't want to say this; because it's wrong on so many levels.....but, if I can say it once I can say it again. You've...helped me in more ways than I can count. And I'm sorry that I haven't given you what I know you want....but it's her. I've...I've got feelings for the girl, Nima. I think I have for a long time, now."

"To be beaten by a dog.." Nima murmured softly. Her own grip loosened, needing not much force from Lamix to pull her hand away. Gown slid against the hard, stone floor. Step by step, as Nima moved away.

"I've given you so much.. took you off the street, kept you within my care. Yet, you prove that dogs keep to their own kind." Nima said. Her eyes locked on the hand she once held Lamixs' chin within. Her lips curving to form into a smirk. "She's a mortal, you know.. Slowly, bit by bit, you will grow tired of her.. No," She paused, then nodded. "It will happen before then."

Eyes looking to Lamix. "I can wait for you. I've told you this, many times. Go play in the mud for all I care, but in the end." The corner of her lip twitched. A forced smirk. "You'll come back to me. Dogs always return to their masters."

"..................." Lamix narrowed her eyes...her jaw clenched. " ...." Is that all she thought of her as? As a Dog? Was she? Her eyes closed tightly. Her head turning downwards as something began to boil over inside of her. She wasn't sure, but the pain was there. Anger. Her chest rising, and then falling. " ....Gods willing, I won't live as long as a master will. " Fist clenched, but she did nothing else. ....she silently turned and walked in the opposite direction. Her eyes shutting tightly as the tears began to gently roll down her flesh.

"Tell that girl to visit the Tower, and soon.. or else she will be missing another arm." Nima called down the walkway of the hall after Lamix. "I will not have some mongrel who bites the hand of her own benefactors wearing my seal!" Her anger apparent. In the way the walls of the tower fluxed under her commanding yell.

Lamix clenched her fists tightly...walking down the hall. Picking up her speed...her dark figure disappearing into the distance of the hall as she broke off into a full-on run. Goddamn this family...

"There is no need to worry about me." Nayun repeated the phrase. "If the Ninth wishes to see me, then I will go to her." All this said while she moved to hang the gown up once more. Other fabrics shifted out of the way so she could continue her search.

"Is everything settled?" She paused when saying this. Head turning, peering over her shoulder.

"...In a sense, yeah. I guess. " Lamix didn't want to tell her everything. She didn't know if she'd care anyway. Nayun hardly seemed to care about anything else but the matters of the heart. And what or what did not belong to her heart no longer mattered as far as Nayun was concerned. She watched, pulling aside her hood...those slick locks falling over one side of her face. " ...I just....I don't know... " She stopped talking. Not that it had done any good since Nayun had apparently known for awhile now, but doting on her only made her that much more aware of how much she was smothering her friend. Now that they both knew...

"I see," Nayun?s voice trailed, as if there could be more to say -- but the silence that followed spoke different.

Nayun turned. Now holding onto pajama pants, along with a long sleeve top. She stepped away, setting the two items off to the side before turning back to Lamix. There was a tilt of her head, as if she were trying to figure something out. It was then her lips slowly curled into a smile. She was supposed to smile, wasn't she?

"Welcome home." It was a simple gesture. One she was taught and reflected now, but perhaps Lamix would not now that. There was a stillness to her body that lasted a few seconds, but would end with her stepping forward and reaching out in almost an unsure fashion toward Lamix's face.

"I will prepare your bath." She said, another unsure pause before she thought things through and inched in to brush her lips to Lamix's own.

"....." Lamix looked to her. Her eyes sad. She wasn't sure if the water down her cheeks were real or if they came from someplace else entirely. She'd felt like this the entire time, and yet...." ......" She closed both eyes, feeling her touch. How ....nervous it was. She didn't love her. It was easy to tell. Lamix could read people too. And yet, was it really her fault? She felt for someone else, of that much they both knew.

And besides that, she just didn't know how to return feelings. Surely she could have done the same with Candy. Couldn't she have...?

"....You're more than just a dog to me, Nayun. " She spoke after the kiss was over. " ...You're a human being. I'll always see you as an equal. " She spoke softly. She leaned in once more to kiss at her lips, and pulled away.

Nayun?s body did not tense when the kiss came in return. She was prepared, seeing it come a mile away with every small tell tale movement Lamix's body. When she inched in, Nayun had been prepared to play her part and simply stood there to recieve the show of affection.

"I am no dog." She said as Lamix pulled away. Turning on sock covered feet and moving for the door.

"I am a wolf." Touching the door as she said this. Sliding it open and turning. Her eyes setting themselves on Lamix. "I will have your bath prepared in a moment.. Would you..," Nayun's lips parted to continue her words - yet none came for the following seconds. ".. Like me to join you?"

She looked away. ".. I must tell you, I am not interested in.. intercorse, at the moment. It's raining, and far too late.. I would rather you bathe and us share a drink instead."

"...A wolf. " Lamix spoke with a slight smile. "....And you're fine with being owned?" She asks, her head lifting upwards. " ...Having a master...? "

Nayun stilled. One step had been taken to leave the room, but none other. She would not face Lamix when she spoke these words. "You tame a dog with food, you raise a man with money.. But no one can tame a wolf of Adenna."

Her steps continued then. "Masters change. In time, I may become my own.. I have been told that I have been given a very large leash as of now.. So, it is the best time to roam."

"Please. Prepare for your bath." And she disappeared down the hall.

Lamix stared on after her for a time, holding the box in her hands against her torso. Swallowing back some. Perhaps and might it be so wrong to think it....but perhaps, there was still hope for Nayun in this world, yet.

-- Fin

(( Taken from Live RP. Thanks Lamix's player! ))