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"I am going to leave for a short while."
-I glare at everyone.-
"Please do not be a mess when I return!"
 
*Looks over and quickly covers Z Zelena with a blanket, then looks at gojirin red faced*
WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR!?!
 
* Sneaks up behind Z Zelena and rips her clothes off*

The cumbersome strategy removing any sense of subterfuge, the veil of obfuscation shattered, as the hoarse whisper of steel clashing against steel resonated. The fox's acute hearing imparted due to her time in the hostile desert, her ears have been trained to pick up on the soft sounds of disturbances. As such, Matsumota could detect the general direction of bowstrings being drawn, twigs snapping, foliage rustling, and footsteps within approximately 90 feet of her location. The Samurai crouching, sliding the blade back, perforating the coat as the jagged tip pressed against the frail jugular. That singular orb of peach, drifting over the shoulder as the bushy tail oscillated with excitement. The garb that was shielding lithe, scarred figure remaining whole, refuting the vain attempt to rend fabric from the vessel. If the creature persisted, the tip would slide into the gullet and emit an inky, thrashing line of blackened flames. As superheated particles of light, assuming the form of pink cherry blossoms orbited the Kitsune.

"Not today, I am not in the mood for childish antics."

A warning divorced from cracked lips, as the mother in mourning still grappled with the disembowelment of her firstborn son, and the fact she had recently stabbed their dead beat father in the heart. The ashes of her former spawn forever tattooed onto the face, along with her Uncle and dear brother. A reminder of past sins, failures, and resolutions...
 
*shocked*
W-What?
*slightly confused why she only kissed me on the cheeck this time*
Oh h-hey Bun....
*seems to study Zelena*
 
Oh, Fungus got destroyed by Zelena here, and I got hit with the hilt of a sword!
*Seems happy despite the last part*
 
Oh, Fungus got destroyed by Zelena here, and I got hit with the hilt of a sword!
*Seems happy despite the last part*
*confused at everything that's happening*
Should I be worried that Zelena over here is going to take my wife away from me?
*looks at Bun with suspiscious eyes*
We still have the wedding and everything....
 
Awww Kit, Nobody could take me away from you
*Gives her a kiss on the lips this time*
She just roasted Fungus so bad I had to be friends with her
 
*confused at everything that's happening*
Should I be worried that Zelena over here is going to take my wife away from me?
*looks at Bun with suspiscious eyes*
We still have the wedding and everything....

Is studied, doesn't approve of gawking given her lack of self-confidence, due to the wounds inflicted from yesteryears' struggles. The pale skin forever brandished, embellished by the burns and plentiful scars. The arm removed, having a bronze cannon with a rotating chamber and ornate dragon etched and mounted onto the artificial extremity. Tucked from prying eyes under the curtain that was her dangling, flowing sleeve.

"Keep your wife, I have no interest in courtship, nor engaging in romantic affairs so freely."

The wounded animal, seeing herself repudiated in life, undeserving of such affections. Being absolved of such distractions came with the added benefit of fixating herself solely on that craft which enveloped each and every waking moment of the warrior's tumultuous life.
 
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