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[CrimsonMoon]

She smiles and then suddenly aims to strike his shoulder cut her oppisite hand snaked beneath and struck his collar. Hard. Enough to atleast make him ytake a step to not fal

[Light]

He exhales out his nose, faltering to the side. His hand snaps out and aims at her elbow, striking the joint like a slap on the wrist. "Midsection strikes only." He reprimands gently, "Don't get caught up. This is still practice."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Sorry, atleast it wasnt your throat... I seem to be hogging you though.." She muses softly, and once again aims for his flank

[Light]

"laps if you had got my throat," he mumbles under his breath, "This is a stamina regimen." He takes the blow, but whirls around with one of his own. "Ends at sunset."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I guess we'll be dancing until then, yes?" She asks softly, her calculated blows sometimes tapping his body. Her touch grew gentler and gentler despite the cold ferocity there..

[Light]

"I won't stop until then." He keeps changing, intermingling the blows with different types, exchanging her light blows with the same kind he had given the others.

[CrimsonMoon]

She watches him intently, her gaze intent,"... Who are you afraid is going attack?" She asks softly and tilts her head as she struck his chest and stomach

[Light]

"Lord Daiku's successor," He answers, the flat of his stomach tightened. "the Kimimaru clan will be looking for an excuse to attack us. They just need resources before they can I suppose."

[CrimsonMoon]

" It's sad how Daiku is just a hostage but they treat him as if he is dead already..." She murmurs, thrusting a hand into his upper arm, slightly suprised at how strong he was..

[Light]

He slowly reverts back into his first stance, his movements calming down. He had seemed to find a pace that would keep up with her strikes pretty well, "He isn't there to lead his clan. He would be better off dead in their eyes."

[CrimsonMoon]

"... They won't even attempt to save him?" She asks softly, a small frown creasing her lip an eyes eyes narrowing

[Light]

"No. He knows this. Every captured warrior knows this. He will be given the choice of seppuku." his eyes dart up to the sky and he raises his hand, "Let's stop there."

[CrimsonMoon]

She pauses mid blow and glances up,"... Is there nothing we can do..?"

[Light]

He rubs his forehead with his forearm, "You have your flaws in your culture. We have ours. This is our way." He takes a step back and bows down by the waist, "Till next time." he says before turning to the group of men, repeating the action to them, receiving it in turn when he is done.

[CrimsonMoon]

She unconciously salutes, her right fist over her heart but bobs her head quickly afterward, turning her back... She wanted to talk to Lord Daiku...

[Light]

When she turned he had reverted to his loud voice, telling them to hurry up and wash off before stinking up the streets. Kitto had stood up from her chair and began to leave the small gathering of chairs, a yawn leaving her from behind her fan.

[CrimsonMoon]

She blinks and quickly follows after Kitto trying to catch up with her..

[Light]

She stops and looks back, lowering her fan and smiling, "Did you have fun?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Xena nods enthusiastically, not even slightly winded," Could i talk to Lord Daiku, please? I need to... Set things straight..."

[Light]

She raises her hand, her sleeve covering her mouth as she thinks. "... It won't be but a few minutes, but you can speak to him. He is not allowed to speak in return. It's his night of silence, before..."