Seeking the Master: Forest Roaming (Open to anyone, Any1)

I found myself roaming through the forests north west of Gothstone, several miles away from the city’s edge, in my continued search for my sensei, the crazed wandering swordsman named Ashram. I had much to show him on my progression in my abilities thus far, and I found myself motivated to train more and more lately as it seemed to assist in taking my mind off of other things. Much like normal, I was garbed in athletic attire consisting of grey jogging pants and a printed white tee shirt to promote training. My sword, or rather Goronova, the Sword of Light as supposed legend would call it… or her…, would be carried in its sheath on my back, instead of on my waist. I found this way was more comfortable and allowed me to move better; it was either that, or I didn’t know how to properly wear it on my waist. Goronova, the spirit and female embodiment of my weapon, walks passively to my rear in a slightly shimmering white dress of light material. She is quiet as we stroll through this area, as am I.

The sun filters in through treetops canopy shining small diagonal columns of light through the greenery about and onto the earthy forest ground below. Unlike when being social, a serious look is about my face as my gaze is down and my mind focuses on the forest around me as I attempt to train my senses. Unease is shown upon my visage, as I find my thoughts wandering off to issues at home. I had been ducking my uncle, since I did not wish to be caught up in his line of work at the moment, but I needed to either land a gig or find a real job sometime soon, or money would become a major problem in the lives of my mother and me. The money from my last job as an extra as well as what I had saved from previous jobs was starting to run thin. After all this time had passed, it really seemed pointless for my father to have killed himself just so that my mother and I could live comfortably for a couple of years. It looked like I would end up doing side jobs for the small time yakuza once more to keep up with the bills at home.

“Tsk,” I sigh as I look up to gauge my surroundings upon the trail I had been walking on. Since I wasn’t too deep into the forest, the danger wasn’t as high as in areas like The Deep. It was still several hours before dust would be settling in. If I couldn’t find my master and if nothing was going on in this area, I decide that I would try to find a nice spot to train in my element and try to increase my elemental proficiency.

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Location: North East Forest (F3)

With my hands on my waist, I look to and fro from left to right, examining the densely foliated area about myself. There did not seem to be anyone about, and without having fully trained my sensing to perfection, I would have no reason to think that I wasn’t alone here in this section of the forest. In actuality, between just the right cracks in overhanging leaves and shrubbery, I would be in visible distance of the young lady who enters into the same area given her approach. Those facts aside, with a satisfied nod, I oblige myself, “well… this is a good a spot as any.” If my mind was being made to start training, I surely did not wish to begin training on a full bladder. I give a light sigh as I coax myself, “cheer up Seiki… yosh… Emperor Golden Rain technique.” I give a stern nod of approval and much like a young boy, just learning how to for the first time, I grip the edges of my sweat pants and tug down, pulling the pants down to the bottom of my ass, right there, in order to free my average sized length to proceed in the process of voyeur-esk urination. My hands reside strongly on my waist as I joyously chuckle “emperor piss!...” under my breath, holding a stately posture as I jokingly release the pressure within myself mostly in efforts to hopefully distract myself with my own silliness and lift my downed spirits. Since I was going, I attempt to architect my name wielding the golden arc as my brush with the ground of the trail as my canvas.

Immediately blushing, Goronova’s body turns fully around offering her back to me as she emits to me mentally in an elevated pitch, “you… you idiot! Really? I am female you know! Warn me first!” I ignore her fluster as I tease, “whatever, don’t tell me you’ve never seen one before...” In my mind, I think along the lines of, ‘she’s a weapon, as if.’

The little scene is broken up by a sudden sound. At the moment a sound come from behind me and the squirrel falls from the tree, my body turns around fully as I become alert to the audible stimuli. Goronova’s spectral form vanishes; my body retains its stance as I twist with my hands still on my waist. My countenance shifts to look of concerned interest as I gaze in the direction of the sound, length still exposed and golden shower retreating into a small dribble, as I look to see if someone were there.

434 / 915
Location: North East Forest (F3)

My curiosity is answered by a flying squirrel to the dick. “Oro?” comes the blink as I look down. Within my capacity, there was a chance that I hosted a variety of techniques to assist in evading or blocking the furry creatures as it came towards me, but in most cases I would have to be expecting such a thing. In the moments it took for the squirrel to fly through the air towards my exposed member, one might have wondered “who does such a thing? Really?” Of course, peeing your name on the ground seemed normally enough, but it would be hard for me to imagine one actually catching a squirrel, and then keeping it holstered until it was go time whereas it would be chucked like a furry kunai of death. Regardless of what the situation was or may have been, I find myself both caught off guard, embarrassed and saddened that there was a small rodent hugging my junk. Rationally, after my brain is given time to register what just happened, I react as a normal person should, and freak the hell out. Among thoughts running through my mind were grabbing my sword, to which Goronova parries “don’t even think about it”; dry humping a tree to knock the animal loose; or setting my body on fire. It was also notable that in the case of most emergencies, I was supposed to stop, drop and roll, but I that application could have been for something specific. I end up rapidly brushing it off me in a “shoo shoo” motion, attempting to reduce as much damage to my member as possible. If Natsuki found scratches anywhere near my genitalia I was as good as a dead man… or probably worst off.

Swiftly, I pull up my pants and interface with the rodent ninja who currently had her face pressed against a tree. “It’s nothing to scream at!... God… It’s a forest,” I say in my defense with my back to her, self consciously making sure that I was all tucked in, and shocked there was someone else around this area, “there’s trees everywhere… where else would I pee?...” On looking at her, I recognize her from the odd little social party that was held at the edge of the city. This saves me the question of asking who she was and why she was here. In a surprised tone, I demonstrate the fact that I remember her, by pointing my right index finger and declaring, “hey! You’re that kitty kuma with all the weird friends!” Kitty bear didn’t make that much sense, but my memory on names and minor details wasn’t always good.

445 / 1360
Location: North East Forest (F3)

A grin comes to my face as I see that I might have won that round of logic. Viewing her reactions, I unconsciously rub the light tenderness I felt in my crotch area from the oddly soft squirrel with my right hand. I ponder, ‘so that must have been the sensations that furries felt.’ It wasn’t that bad, but definitely not something I could get into; if anything, I hoped that it was at least a female squirrel. As I realize that I am adjusting myself in front of a girl, I stop; I receive the name and answer back with a smile being social, “ah, okay! So Kii-chan will do. Alright, well my name is Seiki and this is Goronova…” I look around to see that her spectral form was not available.

There is a pause. I turn my side to Kii-chan to speak privately to the sword on my back. “Um… Goronova…” I murmur just audibly enough, “you want to come out?” The answer I receive mentally comes along the lines of ‘hell no’ or something to that effect. She didn’t ever really seem too fond of other girls whom I spoke with. I respond back, “why? I’m your master…” She replies mentally, “you never take advantage of that! You think she’s cute, don’t you?” I answer back, “wait, what?... how is that applicable. What take advantage of what?” She answers, “you want to sleep with her and have your way with her body and do this and that to her!” Thoroughly confused, I am left with dots populating over my head. “But…” I argue back reaching for something to counter with, “she’s like what… a B at best…?” Yelling occurs in my mind, answering, “oh! So you like them big, is that is?” I tilt my head to the side with my hands over my chest in a grouping manner as I answer back, “well, the more the merrier… at least a handful…” She concludes, “hmph… do what you like… you’re just chasing a dream… she’s a kami, you know.” I sigh, “I think you have the wrong idea…” There is no answer back. Realizing that it seemed like I was talking to myself, since Goronova spoke mentally, I attempt to play it off. I turn towards Kii-chan, scratching the back of my neck with a unpretentious smile and move on, “uhh… well, never mind…” Remembering my surroundings, I continue, “…but it’s cool to meet you and all… Is this where you live with the other kumas?” Oh wait, Goronova said Kami… what’s that?

427 / 1787
Location: North East Forest (F3)

My arms fold at my chest in a casual stance as I watch her. “Hmm…” I murmur lightly as I’m told what she is. I mull about the words she uses; a higher order of light here to protect the city… It was about time; the city had been getting its ass handed to it lately in the past events; a little help was well needed. Then again, that was one of the reasons why I found myself traning: to protect the city. Still, heaven, or whatever place she came from, should have probably sent people a bit larger and stronger than her. Still, with the teachings of my master, I knew that I had to take into account that her appearance could be much different than her ability level. Still, in my mind, I didn’t think of angelic beings as being little animal creatures that could turn into teenage girls, but then again, I knew there was a lot I didn’t know. I had learned so much in a single year that there was no telling if fiction were really fiction or reality these days; for example, I didn’t know a sword could have a human form until very recently. I make the mental decision to simply believe her, since I didn’t see any reason for her to lie to me. It did seem a little interesting too; it was like she was from another world.

I am brought out of my observational mode as she seems to jovially lift something to my attention. My gaze lifts down to the paper she points to as she speaks, reading something about aliens. “Eh?” my head tilts looking at it. I hoped to god that we didn’t have to worry about aliens too! That would just be too much to deal with… having an underworld, and overworld AND an outerworld. My gaze shifts up a bit as I think and ask, “well, aliens would have to come from the sky to this earth, right?… that make you an alien? Is the heaven place like… another realm or in the sky? Do you have any cool powers?”

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Location: North East Forest (F3)

‘Movies?’ comes to mind as another blank expression seizes my visage. I wondered just how long this kami had been here from the time when she was sent; she seemed to be pretty contemporary from what I could tell. Bringing my hand to cover the bottom of my face as I gaze down in thought, I nod slightly as I am forced to agree, “they do have large heads in the movies…” Either way, it is confirmed that the heavenly place, known as Koutaku-shi (bless you) was in the sky; so it made sense for the aliens to land there before coming to earth, given there was a space out there from whence they came.

My interest is piqued at the power demonstration as my gaze lifts up when commanded to watch. The bolt is summoned and poor Mr. Bug took his last strides of flight before his body was terminated. As tragic as the insect’s demise may have been, as reenacted in a Disney, or equivalent, movie later, it was at the least of my focus as something seemed out of place. My reactor ability allows me to know that something is wrong, so my attention is drawn away from the young lady, must like a cat who’s picked up on something and is trying to get a placement on it.

There’s a Jurassic park moment when the ground rumbles, birds fly off and there is a hush on the main party as the predator makes its approach. The caw’s are a precedent to the thing that roars through the bushes as it descends on our position. “Big bird” would be among my first thoughts. I emit a “tsk” as I position myself between the creature and the Kami. My bravado would display as I would, perhaps in an unneeded manner, speak, “stay back, woman!” Though she probably did have powers, it was a natural reaction for me to attempt to protect a girl, regardless of class. Their places were in the kitchen… or washrooms… not on the battlefield.

In classic choo choo fist fashion, I would not allow the bird time to assess more than it already had with its initial statement. After positioning myself and warning the woman, my body rushes forwards in the spirit of the Hokogiri; on incoming I would dig deep into my inner strength as would lung my fist of righteousness towards the scaled and hide protected heart of the creature.

(Performed punch, average!!)
410 / 2552
Location: North East Forest (F3)

The initial Punch of Shining Justice, or ordinary punch, depending on how you look at it, comes within contact of the beast’s hide, and in that moment of success I feel… pain; the thing was hard. This let me know that a mere punch would not work against it; no not one mere punch but two might be more effective! My ears bring in bad news to my brain as I hear that the female kami seemed to be the ‘empowered female’ type. I knew that the best way to protect her from herself and her ideals was to defeat this monster in front of me and then afterwards stand above it while holding a captain Morgan pose whilst allowing her to swoon at my feet, hugging my leg wantonly while singing my praises. In attempts to continue my assault while the thing was semi distracted, my fist pulls back as I ready myself to deliver another reining blow of justice to its center; it is then that I feel my body almost pushed to the ground as if someone were pulling me down causing an interruption of my attack. Paused in my pre punch pose and almost stumbling back, I look about my body, not seeing anything binding me down; I simply felt more heavy than I were a moment ago. Somehow, I was still able to move at the mediocre speed of a normal human; it was a minor downgrade, but I would work with it.

Deciding to actually get serious with the thing, I push back distance myself from the creature by a few yards before planting myself and digging into my artifact activation. My body gives off a pale glow before a twist of wind shifts in a chaotic swirling manner about my frame before pushing out to both sides, revealing me with newly acquired tribal markings encroaching from the sides of my face. It is the shorted CGI version, instead of the full magical boy sequence in order to reduce the possible interrupt-ability. Now a little more powered up in my area of specialty, I would be prepared to launch an affective attack.

(Went Super Seiki)

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Location: North East Forest (F3)

Now supped up and ready for some action, I begin to move in the wake of the bolt’s strike onto the creature from the heavens, in order to pursue some type of offensive onto it. I set my stance and begin to prepare a fire spell to strike the creature with, but I notice it react oddly to the strike that had come down and onto it. I witness the creature take a step forwards, and then it begins to fall in my direction. As it comes falling down, my gaze is up and on it before realizing that I was in the way. My body vanishes, allowing it to fall freely on the ground (godspeed) before my body reappears several meters to the frontal side of the beast. Looking over towards it, I didn’t know if it was alive or dead. It didn’t fade away into spirit particles… and it was such a large carcass to leave sitting here in the forest. I gain the mind to set it on fire, at least to assist with the cleanup of the thing, but attacking a dead creature was so many levels beyond ‘cool’ I held off on the attack. With that in mind, I would need to find an adequate stick in order to poke it, to assure its status of death. Looking towards the angelic female, I smile and congratulate, “pretty nice little bolt you have there.”

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Location: North East Forest (F3)

All grins with the compliment, I accept it as my arm folds behind my neck and I admit, “well, I didn’t really get to do anything.” I give a light chuckle as I wish I could have pulled out some of my bigger moves… though I only really had two at the moment. “Oh snap,” I remember looking back at the beast as I admit, “when things die they’re supposed to void its bowls… do you see anything back ther… oro?” My glance over the large bird towards the young angel suddenly lowers as something catches my attention. With the dull spiritual senses comparable to the natural senses of a retarded cat, I halfway see and halfway feel something from the bird. My attention is brought away from the bird as it suddenly starts to rain, but no reason. Looking up to the sky, I ponder the new situation; it seemed to be a nice day up to that point, but suddenly, rain fall seemed to be coming down pretty steadily… which would mean… a wet girl. My gaze lowers slowly from the sky to the girl in the sky as a happy look of contentment settles on my face, attempting not to look suspicious at all. That look quickly fades as one of concern and surprise at the sudden downpour replaces it. I could not be obvious, though, it was only obvious that at times like this, boys were supposed to be interested in such visuals when they are offered upon a platter. There wasn’t anything wrong with looking… well, Natsuki would attack me for looking if I were with her, but I was never attacked for looking when I wasn’t. On top of that, the angel girl had her cute side, and so long as I didn’t actually do anything, I was morally free of any type of guilt. Under the guise of being a gentleman, I attempt to coax her towards me as I speak in all innocence, “man, we’d better get out of this rain fast!...”

340 / 3488
Location: North East Forest (F3)

It looked like I would get to see something nice as the young kami spirit makes her way towards me. She seemed to be focused on the demon behind her, which was good for me, since I was more so focused on her chest. I frown slightly wishing that she was at least a bit larger in that department, but then again, it was a free peek at a cute girl, and I decided not to be choosy about it. Still, aside from looking over her for questionable reasons, a glance to her face revealed that she seemed pretty cold. As the fates would have it, I didn’t have a coat or anything to offer her, since I only had on my shirt and pants. I figured that I could rub her arms for her in an attempt to warm her and maybe find a nice spot to get out of the rain. Before my thoughts go beyond that, I catch myself, reminding myself that anything past looking was taboo… Immediately after the mental checks and balances, I attempt to rationalize to myself that if it were in the pure intentions of helping warm her, there might be a loop hole there. I then counter myself, advising that all loopholes were bad… rather all holes were bad unless they were marked with an N.

I am brought out of my pointless mental debate as I notice movement in the large avian. Watching it lift and speak, I ready myself, unsure of what it was about to do. It seemed to only talk, in that talking, I notice the winds begin to pick up heavily around us. Casting an unbelieving gaze to the wet and powerful, incredibly large cockatrice demon hybrid, I crouch offensively and attempt to brace myself for an offense, but I find it hard to hold my footing. Crossing my arms in front of my body, I find myself taking damage and as such, I assumed the girl would be too. If she had not mobilized yet, I would come to her side while murmuring a light incantation and attempt to buffer our bodies with my control over wind (Wyndshield, Average); if she had moved, I would focus on guarding myself through the storm. Unfortunately, the amount of wind I am able to manipulate is less than and not equal to the amount of force in the bird’s spell. My wind barrier breaks and my body is lifted and begins to become displaced much like the uprooted trees in the area. Feeling the sting of the razor sharp rain drops, I feel a sense of weightlessness as my body slowly lifts form the ground and backwards against my will. If not stopped, I would be taking a swift trip back and away from the large bird and into the bush of the forest back at the edge of the range of the water based attack.

487 / 3,975
Location: North East Forest (F3)

My rush towards the forest wall was interrupted as I feel her helping hand come in contact with my own. I am saved from that fate as my body is lowered to the ground with her and I plant myself much like she does. Through this, I continue to shield myself in a futile manner with my left arm raised across my chest with my face down and my teeth gritting. I was in a bit of a bind where I could only attempt to hold up a weak defense against the stinging storm that was pummeling my body. Before I am able to come up with a counter strategy, I hear her speak something followed by a loud, or rather a few, loud crashing noises. Light flickers within my visual vicinity thought the onset and completion of the attack, and after the crescendo of thunder and lightning, I find the winds dying down a bit though it takes a while for it to stop. After it finally dies down, I almost stumble forwards, as I had been pushing against the winds all this time. I catch my footing and ease up a bit; my body ached from the attack, but I seemed to be in a condition where I would live. I emit a soft sigh in an exhale and lift my gaze back up to realize that his physical body was no more. “Good riddance,” I murmur lightly, though I would have liked to fricassee his ass before parting.

I clasp my hands together at my chest with my index fingers up and my gaze down. I murmur lightly an incantation of heat controlling a close range emission of controlled heat energy that pushes and radiates from my body (Heatblast). I had enough stamina for me to waste a little on getting myself dry; walking around the forest soaking wet didn’t seem like a fun idea at all. I am able to get myself a bit dryer than I was a moment ago. My gaze shifts back to the able Kami who seemed to handle everything; it was a bit humbling and I was a little embarrassed for not having a better show. “Heh, nice light show,” I congratulate again.” Remembering that she was wet, I figured I could be helpful in some kind of way, I offer, “um… I’m a fire type… I can dry you if you want…?”

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Location: North East Forest (F3)

Innocently enough, she seems to accept the invite to being dried off; a sly portion of my inner psyche grins roguishly while my exterior remains modestly neutral. Silliness aside, I would find this to be a moment of exercising control over the blazing element contained by my form. Understanding the warning on not burning her, I would give a nod sympathetically answering with the appropriate ocular contact, “I got it, I’ll be gentle;” I would be doing this while making my way towards her, or in front of her, rather. In a thought to myself, I wondered if I should warn that I hadn’t attempted this before. In theory, and in my head, I figured it should work; I figured she would have no issues with informing me if she were discomforted, since as a lightning type, I figured she had the full capacity to perform a “blanka” and electrocute me on contact. Deciding to be gentle with the procedure, I advise in a tender tone, “hold still please. Let me know if you get uncomfortable.” With that, I would shift the distance between us, wrapping my arms about her slender frame, holding her against mine own body in basically an embrace; while doing so, my eyes would close as I would murmur a soft incantation to invoke a spell that would radiate head from my body in a waving manner (Heatblast; ~Weak). My gaze continued to be closed through this process for the fact that I would be actively meditate on controlling the amount of warmth that oscillated from my body; I wanted enough to dry her clothing, but not enough to burn her or cause incredible discomfort. Due to the mild heat being applied, I would have to maintain the technique longer that normal, simply to assure that she would be adequately dried; with the completion of the technique, having used a bit of stamina from a comparatively untrained skilled, the radiation of my body would diminish and I would give a soft slightly tired sigh as I would pull my body away from hers, hopefully with her a bit drier than she had been after the downpour. As I pull back, my gaze lifts back up with a simple, “there you go… better?”

376 / 4,753
Location: North East Forest (F3)

Breaking expectations, she was pretty soft; she felt like a normal girl, which I took to be a good thing. I didn’t really know what the difference was in the physical make up between a human and a demon, but I figured there had to be some large notable difference… like having odd slimy tentacles instead of private parts or something. Conjecture aside, my breath is lightly albeit only semi-noticeably heavier than normal as I progress upon expediting my composure from using the untrained technique, now having been trained a little in the process. I was a bit impressed by what she could do, and in my new role of being an over seer, I figured it would probably be a good idea for me to get to know the other side of things and stuff that wasn’t human centric; I could probably learn a lot from her. I knew many humans and all, but so far, much of my experience with the demonic or spiritual class of beings had been negative. Most notably there was Nova, who ended up kidnapping and raping my childhood friend after fighting alongside me against samurai warriors after being banished to the past realm. Looking upon the new chick here, I figured that she could be a positive influence with me when it came to inhuman classes.

“Hey,” I invite, “I’m on a quest to find my master. He’s a man of great skill and magic; he once defeated a huge Ice Dragon that was going to destroy the city… Anyways I’m going to be roaming the forest a little more… if you’re not doing anything, maybe we can both search for what we’re looking for together?” It was safer to go in numbers, though conversation with someone other than my sword would be nice as well. Way out here in the forest, the probability of Natsuki popping up and beating me was slim; it had been a while since I actually socialized with a girl near my age other than my girlfriend… I wondered if she were into human things and such… she seemed to watch TV?

354 / 3357
Location: North East Forest
+ Trained Heatblast (1750)