Recent Posts

The mission for the caravan went easily, no problems, no riots, only panicky guards who still annoyed Kyo' Weakness, they all displayed it. Aside from grumbling, he shook his head. And continued on his way with his brothers. His shoulders rolled, the muscles coming undone in a soft symphony of cracking, tendons and cartilage snapping and rubbing together. Sighing he wondered what was next. Wait, he remembered something, Mountain? He hadn't climbed a mountain before, tch' it couldn't be that hard. It was just a massive pile of earth right? Wrong. Continuing he glanced at the mountain. Following the path with his brothers he hummed once more, the same song he remembered some woman singing to him when he was little, then his humming stopped when they 'reached' the mountain.

He actually felt a shard of ice dig into his being, and shatter. Gazing up at the mountain from the base it was insanity, this thing was huge. Not just some outcropping of earth that had managed to be pushed upwards. No, this thing was a testament to a god. He fidgeted, his fingers opening and closing as he began to hop from one foot to the other. He allowed the cold of the initial shock to wear off as his muscles flexed from head to toe. " Nothing but training." He reminded himself as he grinned, this mountain was going down. That easy, he'd managed to survive up to this point today, he wasn't going to lose to a pile of earth, be it a testament to a god, or just a pile of Terra. He'd conquer it, just as his brothers would. And that would be that. Gazing at his brothers he waited to hear 'HOW' to climb this monstrosity. If there were not 'specific' rules, then he had an idea to make this a little easier. 'Til then he gazed down at his hands, fingers trembling. He wasn't sure if it was excitement, or fear. But either way, he'd survive. Such was his goal. To survive, and become the strongest. Or one of: His fists clenched as he grinned, eyes falling into a dark luster once more.

Kyo' walked in silence, carried the wagon, made sure it didn't explode, and left it where it needed to be left when they got to the correct location. He wasn't upset, merely isolated. He'd entered his mind, and had yet to return. He could still hear everything, see everything, understand everything. He just wasn't speaking. Images flicked across the memory lobe of his brain as he didn't even notice the strain upon his muscles anymore. He watched as the land passed them, eyes roaming to and fro' taking in every little aspect, from the rolling clouds, to the animals running through the strands of grass. His senses were more acute when he was locked within himself, wasn't sure why. Just happened to be such, he gazed at the back of Gins head for a moment before gazing at the clouds as they walked.

Twice he'd gotten separated from his brothers due to not paying attention, but he never strayed 'too far' from them. Someone had to protect his brothers, might as well be him. He chuckled softly as his own joke as he began to hum, he couldn't remember the songs name, he just knew he recalled some beautiful woman singing it to him when he was little. He hummed it lightly, but still being close enough to both siblings, they'd probably hear him. He hoped he wouldn't annoy them with it. His gaze fell upon covered wagons, and a multitude of people scattering like angry insects before the factory. As they neared the factory itself, while listening to Gin talk to the man and explaining what would happen. Kyo' vanished, his feet pressed into the earth, and he was gone the moment the man turned back around. Leaving his siblings alone before the factory.

He landed not to far from them, but in case anything happened. It was better to be spread out, and have the element of surprise, rather then being stuck in a small group that could easily get surrounded. He flicked a Kunai from it's location upon his person and watched his brothers, and the factory workers. He slowly spun the kunai, but made no noise. Even the noise the small blade made upon the air would be almost impossible to hear due to the wind blowing across the area. He gazed around the area once more, keenly taking in every little aspect. His silence remained as the air around him seemed to shift, eyes remaining a dark hue of their former luster. Rotating his shoulder once more, working out the kinks he waited. Inhaling slowly, he felt the air fill his lungs, not polluted with dust, or random pathogens, this was pure, beautiful, clean. He allowed the breath to exhale, his body crouching low upon the branch he now stood upon. Hidden, in the tree as he awaited the missions start.

Kyobona sighed, his head lowering, body bending, hands being placed upon his knees as he finished digging up the last mine around him, Tedious, But. It was a good workout, and they got paid for it. He stood up wiping his sleeve across his forehead once more, eyes drifting to his brothers, both of which happened to be done as well. Joy, now came the fun part. He looked around, piles of mines stacked neatly so they didn't topple, or accidentally explode. He eyed his brothers calmly, and hefted the pack to adjust it, he tilted his head and chuckled softly, that hadn't been as bad as he was expecting. He spun upon his heel, and grinned.

Kyo' took the lead for once. 'Well, let's do this then.' He began the trek back to the village, assuming his brothers would keep up, not wasting any time, to the Village Storage, and back to the site. a tedious result of going back and forth to clear the mines. Getting back to the site of the previously plucked mines he hopped up and down, not allowing the muscles to rest. He hopped once or twice and stopped to gaze at his brothers once more. He gazed at each one of them, head tilting.He wondered if he was bugging them, he spent little to no time with them before, saw them leaving. And decided to go with them. It was just the three of them, he wished to be more active with his siblings. Become accepted in a way. Not just the forgotten younger brother in the background.

A heavy sigh left his lips, the amount of pressure built up before hand lasting for a couple seconds before he ran his right hand through his hair. He'd been lonely, for so many years. Gin and Satsui did everything together, and he was just, there. But, he aimed to change that. He scoffed, the sound annoyed. He was probably a nuisance to them, he shouldn't think to much into it. Allowing his hand to fall he gazed at Gin. 'So, where's this next area at then?'

Kyobona walked behind his brothers, always in the back. Even being the youngest he was probably the most fit of all of them, well, maybe. Satsui might be much more of a brute. But it didn't really matter in the end, they were brothers, they stuck together. They had themselves, and the village. Such was the way of life for the Shintarou boys. Even though the work was hard, the pay was decent. Still, what a drag. He stopped when his brother did, eyes upon the back of Gin's head before he turned around.

"We're going to split up and help one person each. These shacks shouldn't be too hard to put up, even with my physique. Be done in an hour or be left behind."

He chuckled as his brother took off, he himself parted from the group. Allowing Satsui to go wherever he wished, wandering through the village he sighed. Eyes casting around the village, Broken stalls everywhere, stalls were to easy, sure he could help but really? Too easy. He continued his walk, passing by people who 'might' need help yet seemed to have it under control. Turning a corner he stopped, a woman and her child were crying in front of a broken shack, he sighed and let his hands fall. 'Tch, what a drag' He thought to himself as he put on a smile and walked up to them.

'Ah, need some help I take it?" He asked calmly, hearing the story of what had happened, nodding he walked into the front, right side of the shack was caved inward, looked like a massive rock had shattered the foundation under it. Flooring, wall, roof. That would have to be repaired, Back of it was lacerated, boards littered the floor, table was in half, and the window was gone. Nodding he began to pick up boards and stack them against his chest, walking out he threw them into a pile and gazed at the woman and kid now talking to a man. He smiled, the kid was smiling and hugging the mans leg, the woman was no longer crying.

He shrugged and walked back inside to continue working. After about thirty minutes he had the boards removed.He began to find boards that weren't 'too bad off' and started to replace them upon the flooring, having the corner of the floor fixed he began the same on the wall but grumbled gazing at the boards, shaking his head he informed the man about the fact the boards couldn't be used.
'Well, thank you for doing what you could.' He said in a husky voice. Smiling, and shaking the mans hand he went on his way.

It had been a stall for a florist shop, he'd help, why not. Flowers in themselves were like art to him, Walking up he smiled once more. still grumbling internally about it being a drag. His arms twitched lightly under the fabric covering them as the effects of what he'd just done began to settle in, nothing major. Ignoring it he smiled 'Need some help?" The woman sighed in frustration as she turned to him and thanked him. She was trying to wedge a pole under the corner of the stall but it wouldn't stay in place.

Lifting the corner up he took the pole from her and placed it under the apex of the roof, letting it fall into place he watched the roof push the pole partially into the ground. Not a permanent fix, but it'd hold for now. She thanked him in a faint bow before going back to tending her flowers upon the stall. Smiling and telling her it was no problem he began on his way, it'd been forty five minutes, damn. Time flew, what a drag. He went in search of Gin. Hands linking behind his head.