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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 8, 2010 10:34:57 GMT -5
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It was another typical at the Western Air Temple. One with another battle against the invading Avatar army. Not militaristic in the least during the beginning of the war, the Air Nomads and the surrounding region have been forced to learn in the last few years, barely managing to hold the hostile forces at bay. It's not that they were weak. In fact, they were the only 'nation' as the Fire Nation called them that wholly consists of benders. But they can't take advantage of that fact because...
"We can't strike back. Even after all this time, they still believe in that!" muttered the clearly angry Kiri. She could have been helping out in the various skirmishes in the region but she was here instead arguing with the Council.
The past few years have been hard on the Head Sister of the Western Air Temple. Despite losing so many of their people, the Council of Elders (of the Western Air Temple) STILL put tradition ahead. Normally, the Kiri would have been able to overrule the council but, when it came to tradition, they were as uptight as a wandering cabbage merchant during a shortage. It was a most sacred rule, after all ,made by their fore-bearers so as to escape the turmoil called politics. It was hard enough to get them to agree with to join the Alliance because of their so-called sacred rules. Still what riled the normally patient head sister most of all was the fact that they'd rather detach themselves from the conflict of the surrounding area, abandoning all non-Air Nomads to the sword of the Avatar army.
"They will not be able to reach us here," they proclaimed. It was an obvious assumption since the Western Air Temple has never been breached but still.
But Kiri knew better. There have been reports of other benders joining the army of their foe. It was hard enough to defend the region with the few Alliance allies that the uptight council allowed in but now... It was only a matter of time.
Lost in her thoughts, Kiri turned a corner, accidentally bumping into someone and nearly falling on her rump. A loud clang of metal was the only indication of who the person was.
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Post by EDO on Dec 9, 2010 3:15:37 GMT -5
[cs=5][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: black; width:390px; vertical-align: top; border: 5px groove #11709e, bTable] | | | [atrb=style, font-family: Verdana; color: white; padding: 10px 5px 10px 10px; ] It had taken him days to get permission to visit the Western Air Temple given that their current political situation complicated the processes and the idiots sitting at the top weren't exactly accustomed to the excessive red tape.
Perhaps they could chalk that up to their nation's choosing to have Theocracy as it's government system.
Nevertheless, the journey after wasn't at all pleasant and the least those nuns guarding the entrance could do was accept the fact that he was here to offer them some help guarding the temple from the siege that was practically at its doorstep.
As fate would have had it, they were still quite unsure what to do with him and so he had been sent to wait outside to wait for the elders as the Council was about to finish its meeting.
To make things worse, someone actually had the gall to bump into him and knock him down just as he was walking there to pay them a courtesy visit.
He had to use his left arm to cushion his fall although the move was unfortunately not executed soon enough for him to prevent his right arm's elbow from banging loudly against the temple's hard stone floor.
A loud metallic clang reverberated off the walls around them, only revealing to the world just what lay under the strange red cloak that he had been wearing to hide his body.
The price for his past stupidity...
"HEY I'M NOT THAT SMALL! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M FRIGGIN' WALKING HERE?! WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE THE F*** YOU'RE GOI-", Hagane cut his words short after seeing just who it was that had bumped into him.
"M-master?", the blond finished his booming tirade with an unimpressive squeak.
Well at least now he found a reason to get himself in.
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 9, 2010 7:38:58 GMT -5
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The head sister has fallen on her rump after being bumped by what can only be a male trainee. A male visitor causing such 'obvious disrespect' (even though it was Kiri's fault). This coupled with the end of a council meeting, it was the kind of situation where the more experienced sisters of the temple quickly return to their duties. And so, the corridor around the pair quickly thinned, leaving a few either brave enough or stupid enough to stay.
The loud, irritated reaction of the boy made the small audience gasp.
"Master."
Kiri's eyes narrowed at the sound and sight of the small boy. And in a swift motion aided by a bit of air bending, the head sister stood, looking down 'coldly' at the boy.
With that reaction, the audience immediately assumed that the poor chibisuke boy was doomed, muttering their prayers for the boy's soul. After all, Kiri-sensei's punishment training has reached the realm of legends. And not the good kind, mind you.
Then the head sister's hands slowly reached down, quickly regaining the audience's attention. But instead of the expected physical berating that rude male visitors of the temple may have received, Kiri's hands instead landed softly on his cheeks... and pinched... hard.
"Welcome back, Fullmetal," she greeted with a straight face, pulling the boy's cheeks harder.
The audience of sisters' jaws dropped while others gasped again but not just because their leader did something inappropriate for her position but also because they felt stupid for not recognizing who the boy was in the first place.
And after a long moment, Kiri releases her hold on Ed's cheek.
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Post by EDO on Dec 10, 2010 0:34:09 GMT -5
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It was worse.
"OW!", he yelped out in surprise.
"Owowowowowowow!"
The blond finally managed to shake himself free of his oppressor's grasp and proceeded to furiously rub at the blooming redness in his abused cheeks.
Did she really have to pinch them so hard all the time?!
"Half a year," he began.
"I'd been gone for almost half a year, and this is how you greet me. By trying to rip my cheeks off", the boy complained.
Indeed, it had nearly been six months since the day he had been promoted to the ranks of a teacher and sent to Northern Air Temples to teach young airbenders there.
Quite a feat in itself, considering he was but a mere couple of years older than them.
The blond sulked and dusted himself off, checking to see if any of his mechanical limbs were damaged in the fall and nodding satisfactorily upon finding that all was well. He turned to the audience that had gathered and flashed them a cheeky grin, if only to save face for clumsily getting knocked over in the first place.
The blond conveniently missed the few young ladies that fainted away upon seeing 'their golden boy's' smile although it was a well known fact (to his mentor at least) that Hagane wasn't the slightest bit aware he even had a fan base.
Heck, the boy probably would've laughed hard in the face of anyone who tried to tell him that he was actually quite attractive even with the artificial appendages.
"A simple I missed you too would've been nice...", he continued to sulk while fidgeting with the sleeves of his red cloak to give him enough time to fight away the steadily rising heat in his face upon his indirect admission.
It was true, he did miss her during those long months of teaching brats how to bend air. Patience, after all, was one of the hardest things to keep for the blond.
The boy then sighed and pierced the other with his serious golden gaze. Forget what other bullshit they'd say about how males weren't allowed to permanently stay at the Western Air Temple, he was only speaking the pure and honest truth when he smiled at her and said,
"I'm home."
Indeed, home would always be wherever she was.
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 10, 2010 3:18:13 GMT -5
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Kiri stood back, dusting her kimono as well while Edo tried to collect himself from her usual 'its been a long time' greeting.
"Half a year. I'd been gone for almost half a year, and this is how you greet me. By trying to rip my cheeks off," Edo complained although Kiri didn't seem to hear as she was still dusting her kimono though for some reason, she had paused when he spoke. It was definitely lucky for Ed that she didn't hear otherwise his cheeks would be the least of his problems. Still, 6 months was a long time, and the head sister reserves the right to pinch the cheeks of her favorite student along with any other punishment she may suddenly give for other infractions. And no, the fainting girls who saw Ed's smile didn't bother Kiri in the slightest. I mean, look at that constantly serious face and piercing brown eyes.
In fact... "Fullmetal is long overdue for a sparring session," she thought seriously, just as Ed murmured, "A simple I missed you too would've been nice..." completely missing the gesture.
In fact... just as Ed smiled at her and said, "I'm home," Kiri had already grabbed a hold of his coat, moved past, and was starting to drag him towards the training area.
"Let's see how much you have improved, my kawaii disciple."
Nope, she definitely isn't pissed that he took so long to come back. And was more focused professionally on his growth in the past half-year.
As soon as the pair left, followed by Edo's horde of fangirls a number of sisters who wish to learn, the corridor got crowded once again, the sisters going about their business, war effort or not, and pointedly not talking about the incident that occurred but moments ago.
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Post by EDO on Dec 11, 2010 22:53:18 GMT -5
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The Fullmetal Airbender, Kiri used to call him.
As such, the problem immediately presented itself when his master had grabbed him by the sleeve of his cloak and led him to this place to test his improvements over the few months of his absence from her training.
The sparring session begun without as much as a warning from Kiri and wave after wave of air blasts had been sent towards the boy who had little time to think before ducking out of the way of those shots.
The fog combined with the area's altitude also proved to add complication to his predicament when he launched himself into the air, only to realize in horror that he had not quite figured where to land yet. The fog had made it almost impossible to see but a few feet ahead of them after all.
Ah gravity was a merciless bitch indeed.
Somewhere to his right, a shriek of horror (most likely from one of the pair's onlookers) had signalled to him just exactly where the other structures were situated, allowing him to twist midair and land just a few centimeters short of the ledge of one of the spires hanging from the edge of the cliff, just in the nick of time.
Hagane took an audible gulp as the wind blew the loose strands of his sun-spun hair away from his face, which was crumpled in concentration. The boy watched a few drops of his sweat slide off the edge of his nose and fall into the depths of the unseen just below his feet.
His hair tie had come loose in the barrage of air gusts sent his way by the master and the boy had to brush the rest of his hair, once tied in a neat braid, back behind his head to see that the battle was far from over.
The young woman just seemed so determined to throw him off the ledge this time.
"UWAAAH!", he yelped and begun running for the other side of the tapering structure while sending out a few air blasts of his own.
"Master, if this's about me not sending any letters for the past couple of months then I'm sorry!", he tried calling out to her in the guise of striking up a casual conversation when in truth a plan had begun to take form in his mind.
Sound, it travels in waves. It travels in the air.
If visibility was poor for him then it most likely was similarly so for Kiri and he could use this to his advantage if he just played his cards right.
Making haste, Hagane ducked under one of the stone windows lining the walls of the spire and called out once more, this time bending the air to make it sound like his voice was coming from the opposite direction.
"Those brats I've been trying to teach airbending to back at the North were keeping me really busy I swear!"
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 12, 2010 7:35:43 GMT -5
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"The wind is strong in you today," Kiri said as she watched Fullmetal dodge another of her air blast. Wielding a staff instead of her favored sword, the head sister had just the mere intention of testing her best student rather than punishing him for not so much as sending a mail by messenger hawk in the last 6 months. Yeah, isn't that right?
Multiple air blasts rent the air, her student barely dodging a jet force that would give him the chance to live his lifelong goal of flying, even if it was for a few seconds onto the ground or if he was lucky, for a long time after falling off a cliff.
"I am so glad to that you're improving, Fullmetal," she remarked with a slight smile, definitely glad that Fullmetal was at least able to continuously dodge the air blasts she had sent his way with just his hair getting glanced by the strikes. That last jump was especially impressive though the ledge hidden amidst a clearly not-airbended fog was definitely not part of the training regimen. And the ensuing "UWAAAH!" partially confirmed her prediction.
Still, Kiri walked up cautiously into the fog in case her disciple, who was probably more than capable of doing so, had not fallen off the ledge and onto the waiting airbison below (hey, she's not that strict as to let her student go humpty dumpty... probably). She would have cleared the visibility-hampering mist before entering but that would make her an easy target.
"Master, if this's about me not sending any letters for the past couple of months then I'm sorry!"
Kiri-sensei stopped, gauging the distance by the sound of Edo's voice and clearly not because she was once again reminded of the lack of communication her young pupil who she treated like a little brother. And no, there was no throbbing vein on her forehead. Definitely not.
"Talking in the middle of the battle. You lack experience, Fullmetal," she thought as she made her way towards the voice's source.
"Those brats I've been trying to teach airbending to back at the North were keeping me really busy I swear!"
There! A dual air sweep blew in a twin horizontal arc, ensuring that there would be no escape from the attack. And no, it is not a retaliatory strike that said, "THAT'S NOT A GOOD ENOUGH EXCUSE!"
Immediately after the move, Kiri ran towards the area, prepared to finish this battle in case Edo somehow surviv-*ahem* was able to stand his ground. The only problem is... there was no one there.
"Ed-chan!" The emptiness coupled with the lack of a bison's roar, meaning there was either no bison or the bison didn't move to save her disciple, almost made Ed's beloved Nee-san jump off the cliffside to save him except...
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Post by EDO on Dec 12, 2010 9:32:03 GMT -5
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"Right here", he answered her call. Was that worry in her voice? Aaaw~ did she really think he fell off?
The staff safely in his possession, Ed had one less thing to worry about although he knew better than to let his guard down just because he had managed to take away the young woman's main weapon for this session.
"And for what it's worth, I did bust up my ass trying to get those old coots up North to approve my request to come and visit you know", he tried to appease her.
The blond gave the staff a twist, testing it with his good hand before coming round with an arced motion to send a powerful gust of wind in a circle around the both of them, sending the fog within a certain area away.
The fog lifted to reveal Hagane grinning cheekily up at his superior, getting rather cocky that he had managed to pull one over her as he leaned on one of the stone walls next to them both while playfully twirling the staff in his hand.
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 13, 2010 8:31:50 GMT -5
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"Can't we call it quits now and just say I won this round?"
After the initial shock and relief had passed, one can just imagine what sort of state she was in. The head sister smiled at her grinning disciple, a sort of congratulatory smile that praised both his success and yet didn't...
Kiri walked close to Edo and, bending down to look at him face to face, began patting his ahoge head. "That was good, Ed-chan. But..." Her grip suddenly turned vice-like, squishing his round melon-shaped head. "...you still lack experience~" A gush of wind blasted from below Edo's feet, adding to the strength of Kiri's special move...
The next thing the crowd of watching sisters knew, Fullmetal had finally achieved his dream of flying. It was a glorious sight, like a rising flailing Phoenix. Too bad, he also fell like one. The roar of a bison was heard, confirming the eventual rescue of the flightless bird-man.
Meanwhile, Kiri walked back towards the temple, still smiling brightly though no longer out of sarcasm anymore. After all, it was true that Edo had improved. Though it was quick to disappear as she caught sight of the groupie that had followed her and Edo earlier and were now futilely attempting to hide amidst some pillars. She paused for a few moments then took something out of her kimono, quickly doing something with it before returning her gaze at them. The girls immediately screamed as Kiri headed in their direction and scattered. Fortunately (or not), one of girls, a blond haired one with her hair tied in a tight bun, was unable to escape after her robe got caught on a jut in her hiding spot. She had finally removed it but tripped. "Uwaaahhhh!" she cried, prone on the ground with her eyes teary. A hand still reached out in a desperate plea to her disappeared companions. Sadly, there was no avoiding the inevitable. A shadow loomed over the girl, making her freeze. She turned quickly and made a deep deep bow while squeaking out an apology, "I-I'm sorry, Head Sister! I-I won't do it again!"
But instead of the expected forthcoming punishment, Kiri instead placed a freshly written note on the surprised girl's head. "Give this to Fullmetal," she instructed before continuing towards her quarters. She had to get something before she met Edo at her favorite meditation site, the orchard.
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Post by EDO on Dec 18, 2010 9:30:23 GMT -5
| [cs=4][atrb=style,border: 5px ridge silver, bTable][atrb=style, border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:50px, bTable][atrb=style, border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px, bTable][atrb=style,background-position:center top, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,background-repeat:no-repeat, bTable][atrb=style,background-color: white, bTable][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/gdnhdwlf.png, bTable] | | [atrb=height, 500px] | [atrb=valign, bottom]  | | [atrb=style, width: 10px] | [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][cs=3][atrb=style,border: 5px solid silver][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/background/starbg2.png][atrb=style,padding: 20px][atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 250px; height: 220px] Hagane fought furiously to keep the blood that suddenly rushed to his face under control. It did send his blood boiling on 'low' when the woman had to bend down to look at him 'on the same level' though he cannot say that suddenly having an eyeful of his master's delicate visage (read: undeniably attractive) was anywhere near unpleasant at all. Having her face so close was... it was-
"A-ah! Eh?!", the blond stuttered as a hand came up to pet him on the head instead of the definite crack of a handchop that he was expecting for his cocky attitude.
Well it certainly wiped the smug look clean off the younger airbender's face, that was for sure.
Hagane could not be certain what exactly happened after that. He only knew the soft petting on his head suddenly turned viciously firm and then there wasn't much to be seen but the tippy top of the spire they were standing on, and the ever fast approaching underside of the cliff the Western Air Temple was constructed on.
Which meant he was headed up, and doing it rather fast too.
A confused smile found its way on the blond's lips and he reached out his right arm to make sure it still weighed the same as he had somehow miraculously finally found a way to 'fly'.
Reality, however, quite literally sunk in when Hagane hit the apex of his trajectory motion and began to plummet to Spirits knew whatever lay below the cliffside. His unbraided hair flew into his face as he un-gracefully flailed like a drowning bird in the air, on the way down.
His golden eyes widened as he whizzed passed the spire he had been launched from by his mentor and a terrified but manry scream was somehow torn out from his petrified vocal chords.
She knew he really couldn't fly right?
Right?!
His life was flashing before his eyes just like the cliche saying always goes and he could have easily named a few dozen things he had regretted never doing.
Ironically among which, flying was no longer to be included.
Though the thought of dying a virgin still sucked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaah- OOMPH!", his moment of unbidden glory was cut short as he landed face first on the shaggy back of the air bison that was apparently waiting to catch him below.
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It had taken quite a while to recover from the shock of flying, and falling, while the bison took it's sweet time floating back to Hagane's point of origin. Actually, the blond really ought to be thankful Popo even bothered to rescue him this time, considering they had a rocky transporter - cargo passenger relationship with each other all throughout the blond's journey to the West.
Hair tied back, into a simple ponytail to save him some effort this time, the blond was still a little shaken up as the handwritten note requesting his presence at the meditation garden was given to him by one of the resident monks at the main temple.
The sun had just begun to set and the sky was painted a bright red orange by the time the young airbender had even gathered the meager courage he could to see the woman so soon after she had tried to kill him their 'engaging' sparring session.
He already had enough excitement for one day, thank you very much. -__-
A nervous hand ran through golden locks, the flesh one as Hagane had learned years ago that metal fingers tended not to pass as smoothly and as painlessly through his hair, simply to give the blond something to do while nearing his last turn down the corridor leading to the orchard.
What did the sadist she want from him this time, he wondered and decided to enter the sacred space, silently making his way to the serene figure seated at the center of the garden.
Hagane sat beside his master, whom he regarded with the utmost respect (even if he rarely showed it outright), and closed his own eyes to meditate as well.
The boy finally decided to break the short moment of silence by accompanying his arrival with a question.
"They said you wanted to see me master?"
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Tagged: Kiri-sama~
Music: The Harry Potter theme song. o.o
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 28, 2010 3:17:19 GMT -5
| [cs=4][atrb=style, border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:50px, bTable][atrb=style, border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px, bTable][atrb=style,background-position:center top, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,background-repeat:no-repeat, bTable][atrb=style,background-color: white, bTable][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/Shiki221.png, bTable] | | [atrb=height, 300px] | [atrb=valign,bottom] | | [atrb=style, width: 10px] | [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][cs=3][atrb=style,border: 5px ridge #9c7626][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/background/starbg2.png][atrb=style,padding: 20px][atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true]"They said you wanted to see me master?"Silence. The lady in a kimono remained seated. Her katana lay unsheathed in front of her alongside a sheathed smaller blade. While it was a common image in the temple to see the head sister meditate with her katana, to see her with that smaller blade wasn't as she only unsheathed it in her room and only at a specific time. Which was the period she was waiting for though waiting for it would probably strain Fullmetal's patience to the limit and serve as her last test for him. It was at this point that the sun had set. Kiri, whilst sitting, clasp Ame no Ken's hilt deilcately and sheathed the precious blade. Her eyes did not open once nor did she listen to any ensuing reactions from a probable source. --------------------- A number of hours had passed, the moon's high height being the only indication of the elapsed time. A rustle of wind blew through the air, scattering leaves and flower petals from the surrounding orchard. As if in harmony with the surroundings, Kiri ceremoniously picked up a certain knife that lay by her precious katana and stood up, drawing the small blade as she went. It was... A dance of twirling leaves,
gentle and carefree as the wind,
with the moon reflecting silent loss & sorrow. The display lasted only a few minutes but to Kiri, it felt much longer. It was the effect of having to part with something dear to her. But she knew. This item will best be suited for him... And her brother would say the same. The dance has ended, Kiri sheathing the knife one last time, and returned to the sole audience of her performance. She sat gracefully (in a seiza position) in front of him, sharp eyes watching the one who has been in her charge for so long. Despite not being much for words, Kiri spoke to her student, staring intently at the boy's amber eyes, "Hagane Douren Kinju Tsu Shi, you have shown me today that you are ready for this (though you're still sarcastic and cocky-headed). Having trained you for a few years, I believe it is about time I entrust this blade to you. Onii-san would have wanted it. "And so, her hand presented the knife she had danced with. |
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