Survival

Subject: Survival Tue Dec 10, 2013 5:10 pm

Saitou	Maturity was typically an underrated personality trait, such was the way of the world, even after returning Rei and losing Reimaru, he existed. He was typically easy to hire, easier to get along with, he still had to hide from slavers, but otherwise felt no repercussions of his escape from captivity. He was currently wasting away on Ember Island, doing work for the rich people who visited the island. Often to be found working on the beaches, arms and legs tense, usually shirtless, practicing his forms. His gaze had become softer during his time here, he had learned to relax more. He thought it made him soft, a target, if you will, but who cared, he existed to no one, he was invisible, and could disappear from the world without anyone noticing he was gone. He chuckled lightly, sitting cross-legged on the beach as a storm front approached the island, he was very suddenly active, just as the people closed in on him. He rolled across the ground, deflecting an incoming fist, ducking a kick, three men, looked like the boyfriends of women who'd recruited him a few days earlier. He felt himself smiling grimly, stepping side to side, each kick and punch missing by several inches due to his nimble movements. The men continued their futile strikes until they were winded and Saitou wasn't, he stood with his arms at his sides, breathing slowly and still as relaxed as he had been when the encounter started. "S....Stay away from my girlfriend!", said one, pointing an accusing finger at Saitou, "She keeps expecting more of me because of how hard you've been working for her..." Saitou turned his gaze on the guy, "Not my problem that I'm a better provider than you are, work harder and maybe your girlfriend wouldn't look elsewhere for a hard working man to do the jobs you ought to be performing." The other two men didn't say a word, looking at their feet like chastised children, the first man, the one who'd spoken already said, "You're one to talk, vagrant! Living like this, if you're such a good provider, then why're you living like an animal you slime?!" Saitou managed a light grin, "I have done terrible things to a great many creatures and people, I am unworthy of such luxuries." All three men stared at him for a few moments, the silent pair departing first, the last stood up straight, "Yeah, and what did you do to people to deserve living like this?" Saitou met his gaze, "Killed them...because I didn't want to die.", he said, the young Firebender turning and walking away, leaving the man to ponder his words. Saitou, however, began to be battered by rain, the storm had blown in faster than he'd expected it to, and he glanced up at the clouds as the downpour began all across the island, raising his arms, and smiling upward.
Mood: Relaxed Condition: Healthy	Link:

Subject: Re: Survival Wed Dec 11, 2013 4:14 am

[OOC--you *do* realize that you cannot get rid of me, right? Razz

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Z. Katara Len	It was only a matter of time before Katara knew that she would fall victim to the captivating allure of the Fire Nation, and so once again, she somehow found herself back in those native lands. Money was relatively scarce apart from when she picked up a bit more from her family's old estate in the Fire Nation Capital, but Katara was keen and cunning enough that, even though she was blind, she knew how to live in the wilderness. This was what she went back to, only showing her face when she needed to clean her clothes or occasionally grab a bite of real food. So, despite her lack of money, she spent so little that it hardly mattered. Gradually, however, she opened up a bit. Here she was, a slightly scrawny little teen who didn't ever bend, and she made a living every now and again. the young girl was not against manual labor of her own, and despite being blind, she was good with her hands. Other than from her employers, she did not get much attention, but she was okay with that. The less comments she got regarding her blank eyes and scarred face, the better. One particular day the barefooted woman was taking an idle stroll along the beach, following the lapping of the waves against her feet. she knew how to follow the coastline because of how wet her feet were, and used that as her guide, although she held onto her cane. As rain began to fall, she began to let herself lose focus, enjoying the moment. However, that was interrupted when her cane swiped the heels of someone. Katara paused in her steps and retracted her cane. "sorry." she muttered bluntly, for it had been an accident. She did not lift her head at all, and didn't even know if she was facing the person she had just tapped. Instead, she just waited to see if he (or she?) would move, thus allowing her to be on her way.
Mood: Calm Condition: Wet	Link: Katara

Subject: Re: Survival Wed Dec 11, 2013 5:54 pm

Saitou	The rain quickly started soaking through his clothes, sending chills through his body, he was still smiling. He must've been one of the few firebenders who looked at rain as desirable rather than a hindrance to one's bending ability. He had just about forgotten that he was still part of the material world before a dull object bounced off his ankle. He snapped back, glancing down, half-expecting an animal, but no, it was a stick, more accurately a cane, and the cane was held in the hand of a woman he recognized. Rather than saying anything, he reached out, tapping the tip of her nose with her index finger. On so many levels he thought doing so would be a horrid idea, but he wasn't totally sure she'd be mad, maybe confused and frustrated. Now that he'd done it, however, he kept his gaze on her, cautious and ready to jumped back should she decide to blast him like the pebble she had incinerated the last time they'd met.
Mood: Relaxed Condition: Healthy	Link:

Subject: Re: Survival Wed Dec 11, 2013 7:00 pm

Z. Katara Len	the rain soon soaked little Katara quite thoroughly, her loose clothing now sticking to her body much more, although there was not much in the ways of curves on her because of her lack of body fat. She didn't exactly have a whole lot of muscle either. She was skinny. It was that simple. Sis did still have slight curves at the breasts and the hips, although there wasn't a whole lot to them, given that breasts were mostly fat, and a lot of fat would go to one's hips. But, such was how she was. instead what happened was that Katara simply raised her eyebrows before tilting her head to one side. "Do... do I know you?" in the rain her senses were somewhat hindered, and it wasn't like she could see him. the fact that he had not said anything meant that she wouldn't recognize a voice that had not been uttered, and so she waited for an answer, remaining cautious, despite her loose stance.
Mood: Confused? Condition: Wet	Link: Katara