Kirani Nakajima

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  1. Kira grabbed a jug of water out of her bag and handed it to him, thinking his throat might be a bit dry. She chuckled and nodded. "You got in serious trouble for it, though," She said, "Your dad took the sword away for two weeks."


  2. Kira sat in a stool nearby Darius' bed. Convinced to stay by him until his wounds heal, she let her mind stray. Instantly, thoughts of childhood rushed into her, along with small visions of the life she had before she went with everyone. It had been scary, and what she was truly afraid of was if she lost one person, she would lose another and another and no one would be left. Tears welled at the bottom of her eyes at that thought and she forced them back.

    "Remember when I gave you that wooden sword, when we were kids?" She smiled, "It was kinda funny when you got so excited about it, jumping around and pretending there were monsters everywhere."


  3. "Darius..." Kira's voice trailed off. She rechecked the bandages and looked him straight in the eye.

    "Promise me one thing if you really want to go through with this," She said, "Come back to us as soon as possible, it won't be the same without you and I..."

    At that, she clammed up, checking her bag. "Either way, you're a great fighter, and I wish you the best of luck wherever you go."


  4. Kira focused on stitching up some of the wounds before looking at Ulia. "You both make very good leader's, and though I would be sad to see my childhood friend leave us," She paused, "You would make a great leader Ulia."


  5. Kirani had been in the middle of replacing the cloths when Ulia bounded up to her. She smiled.

    "Thank goodness you got the rooms," She paused, checking Darius' pulse, "He's alright, his heart rate is normal and he's still breathing, but we'll have to move him slowly to the room."

    Her arms wrapped around Darius' legs, gently heaving them up.

    "Take his head, we'll have to carry him together."


  6. Kira nodded, glad the fighting was finally over. Looking over, yet again, at Darius' wounds, she sighed.

    "Please get Darius to a place where he can lay comfortably," She grabbed her bag while pausing, "I'll treat his wounds fully now."


  7. Im gonna control all your characters if somebody doesn't hurry up and post.

    (calm down, yeah, we all have lives, you know, and it's kinda hard to get on all the time, and you'll get reported if you try controlling all our characters... just in case you didn't know already)

    Kira stayed by Darius, watching over him. Her gaze lingered over the wounds, making sure the cloths were pressed on correctly. "You really should be more careful." She repositioned herself so that the dagger was in front of her, ready to attack at any angle.


  8. Kira saw Darius get hurt and ran to his side, grabbing some things out of her bag while running. She pressed a cloth to each wound, which had a healing oil in it. "It'll sting but keep it pressed to your wounds." Her hand instantly flung to her dagger and lept at the nearest bandit, impailing him in the neck.


  9. Kira had become oddly suspicious of Vincent's behavior but said nothing. She kept the irritation from showing on her face, because if she didn't she knew Ulia would take notice. It wasn't the sun and heat that irritated her, it was the fact that she had had to abandon her dark cloak and rip off her long sleeves and part of her skirt to keep from overheating. The boots she wore before were replaced by sandals. Every fiber of her being felt like she was exposed, her face flushing at the thought.

    "This is not my kind of weather..." She muttered under her breath, watching Ulia, so comfortable and composed in her outfit. She was slightly jealous.


  10. "We should head out now, then," Kira said, looking towards the other half of the group, "Before something else comes up and we have to wait much longer."

    As she said this, her hands roamed about her person, checking that her weaponry was in place and ready at any time.


  11. (eheheh, oops, sorry for taking a while to reply... school has been tough...)

    While everyone was doing something or other, Kira hadn't really been paying attention, she had been sitting a little ways away from the sparring. In preparation for what was to come, she had been meditating, taking much care to think of every and any possible outcome that could cross their path and how to deal with each. Every time though, her thoughts were interrupted by old memories of childhood that meeting Darius had roused in her mind.


  12. Kira followed closely behind Levian. She want to be the first to know if her weapon had changed or if she wasn't getting the same one. All she wanted right now was a weapon, otherwise she felt naked without one.


  13. Kira listened carefully as Levian spoke. Every detail, every word that she said was memorized and stored. She grabbed her bag, got up, and walked over when Levian motioned for her to come. "By re-equip, do you mean our own weapons or yours?" Her voice was low and serious, much different from usual.


  14. Kira blushed when Ulia hugged her, knowing she'd been found out. "Good morning," she took a moment, wondering if she should tell about earlier, "It was fine, nothing terrible happened..." She set her bag off to the side.


  15. ((Hi hi, all, nice to be back))

    Kirani couldn't sleep, could not even be bothered to fake it that night. The condition she was in earlier had completely dissipated. She watched over the others, a small yawn escaping her mouth. She jumped when Ulia woke up, pretending to sleep for a moment. Her fingers clutched her bag to her chest tightly.


  16. Kira craned her neck and took the herb in her mouth, chewed it for a minute or so, then swallowed. Her face showed disgust but her cheeks were looking less flushed now and her breathing had gotten better. "These work pretty well, since this is a family illness," she said, "No risk of catching it, if you wanted to know. Only happens once every month."


  17. "Oh, is that what they were doing?" She cast them a weary glace, wondering if they were harmed, then looked at the gerudo woman. "The redish black herbs in my bag, please, just one of them."


  18. Kira awoke, sitting up and her back cracking as she did. She coughed a little, then looked around, the world a bit fuzzy to her. Noticing where she was again, she nodded to Darius. "I'm guessing you didn't get my bag..." Her voice was hoarse, and it cracked slightly.


  19. (last post for tonight, gotta go to bed >>)

    Kira leaned against Darius for support. "You're lucky I trust you with my life, you know that, right?" She looked a Darius with a raised eyebrow. "Otherwise I would have killed you for that stunt you pulled..."


  20. Kira managed to stop the coughing for a second. "J-just get them to give me my bag... Merda che un sacco di colpi di tosse di sangue ..." Slowly, she sat up, still holding a hand over her mouth.


  21. Kira cracked open an eye, trying to stay awake, pushing with one arm to get up only to fall back down. Every part of her body was in pain and her head killed. Then, she realized what was wrong. She opened her mouth to speak but she had to cover it for a loud coughing fit. She reached out with her other hand like she was going to grab her bag but it wasn't there.


  22. (You guys sure do go fast)

    Kira had been in a daze through the whole attack and the bringing to the dungeon. Her face was flushed and the world was spinning around her. The only thing she halfway focused on was Ulia's departure. After that, she emitted a low groan, holding onto her stomach and passed out.


  23. "Oh, don't worry, I'll help you deal with women when the time comes," She looked at it closely, "I was a bit off though, I thought you'd get more scars later on in life from life-threatening battles..."


  24. "You kidding me?" Kira raised an eyebrow. "You two have been dancing around each other for as long as I've been around, why not just court her already? You know, take her someplace special, fun?" She picked up one of the drawings. "This was all three of us, the way I envisioned us looking like when we grew up."