"Heh. Good." Kyouka licks her lips as she follows the old man, her gloved left hand gripping her katana's sheath tightly. "Fufu. Maybe you will, or maybe you'll be dead. Either way, I get to enjoy myself." She said in a haughty tone, as she takes an offensive stance. And seeing the old man perform a quick strike, Kyouka's grin widens. Lowering herself to dodge his slash, and prepare for a lunge. Once he was within her range, the redhead performs an iai draw of her own, aiming for a diagonal slash on the old man's chest.
"Uh, I-I'm not sure we can do that, right?" The samurai on the left looks to his buddy, who looks back at Inazuma. "We might be able to trade some info, just nothing that puts out lady in danger, you understand? What would you want to know?"
Kiyoda smiles. "Well, I thought that your poem, sarcastic or not, was almost as beautiful as the one who wrote it."
[Whoops] Midori Yokuboo returns, holding Jian's sword. "Here, cousin." She hands it to him with a smile, looking at the swordfight now going on in the courtyard.
The samurai lets her sword clank across his armour, before reaching out towards her arm, intending to grab and throw her like the last samurai who defeated her did. THis time, however, she knows her opponent is wearing armour, and she's now familiar with the move.
So they aren't drunk enough yet. Inazuma nod at geishas to bring more sake, as she lower her necklace. "Oh, don't worry nothing important. Just tell us, about your most dangrous task what you have to done. I'm sure that you would impressed a lot ladies."
"Heh. That's good armor you have there." Kyouka cooed, as her slash did nothing. And just as he reached for her sword arm, the redhead uses the slash's momentum to turn herself. Doing a quick twirl, before sticking out her right leg for a quick sweep.
Jian stopped his flowing movements and gently bowed to Midori, taking back his dao, 'It lasted far shorter than expected but I'm glad to have it back. Thank you... cousin Midori.' He smiled at the last words. He bound the scabbard to his belt and looked to the duel, 'Interesting techniques, is that how the Hattori warriors fight?'
The two men seem to get drunker than they should, and Inazuma figures out that the geisha have picked up on the kunoichi's intentions and have started serving sake with a high alcohol content. The man on the left chuckles. "Well, there was one time, when we had to kill a blackmailer trying to extort our lady by threatening to reveal information. We snuck into an abandoned temple through a window, and butchered a bunch of bandits, and the blckmailer who hired them."
The older man falls on his back, swinging his katana to try and keep the younger woman away from him as he stands up.
Midori bows back and laughs. "Well, the samurai is fighting in a traditional style, whereas the redhead is being a tad unorthodox."
Inazuma lower her kimono of kunoichi, showing her body suit under that, what doesn't leave too much to imagination. " Impresive! You must be so brave to protect your lady from liares. I can't ewen imagining what kind of insult or lies that men spread." She act like inocent maiden. "What kind of lies was so dangrous?"
Kyouka doesn't give him the chance to get up. Winding up for a full powered slash of her own, she aims for the old man's sword trying to disarm him with her attack.
'I see,' Jian smiled at Midori, 'Then again Kyouka is a tad unorthodox in every aspect,isn't she?' He put every move of the redhead to memory, in case he had to duel her in the future.
The samurai on the left lowers his voice. "Well, to be perfectly honest, it wasn't a lie." He burps. "She's sleeping with this old lord named Yukimura. Apparently she needed funds, and he's incredibly rich." His partner grins, getting more sake. "Damn, this stuff is good."
He notes her aggression, and how her moves lack a specific form. It's not as extreme, but it reminds him a little bit of the drunken boxing style of his homeland. "Yes, she's a wild one, she is. I wonder how she'll do in the capital."
Once he tried to draw his wakizashi, Kyouka does a quick stab against his forearm to prevent him from exerting much pressure on that arm. "Is that it?" She asked in an unamused tone.
Inazuma untied her belt and remove her kimono complety, staying in her trousers and body top. She give signal to geisha to help samurai get out of their armor. "Yes, the best sake in this lands, enjoy my guest." She said smiling and add, playing with her perky breast. "But for what your lady need so much money? I thought she is already enough rich to live to end of her days in luxory?"
