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[boundbyheart]

 Who: Kagura boundbyheart , and YOU!
When: The month of May
What: Anyone meeting Kagura at her new 'home', near the outskirts of the city
Rating: PG-13 for possible violence?

The building itself was no bigger than a medium-sized shack, if you can even call it that. It was not very tall, and the giant holes in the wall showed a plain and decaying indoors. It was a simple three-room building: a small bathroom, a large room, and a smaller backroom that had a stove in it. Kagura planned to remove the stove and replace it with something more from her culture. a fire-pit with a cauldron over it. Clearly, whatever was in there was worth money, but she wasn't sure how to get it out just yet without making more holes.

As of right now, the small room had a blanket it in--her bed, and everything else was left bare. The bathroom was decaying, but the toliet was still usable. What mattered most to Kagura, however, was the holes in the roof and the floor. Where there were holes in the roof, there were holes in the floor, as the wood softened and broke from the damage. Kagura, though, would not sully her hands with this work, as she barely knew how to use a hammer in the first place and had no reason to learn. That's why'd she put a post up, in order to get help. She could ask some of the villagers, she supposed, but the Transports seemed more able-bodied. Hopefully, they'd want the job.

So, she stood under a small awning in front of her house, tapping her foot while she waited for a Transport or otherwise to arrive.

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[boundbyheart]

"Go away." she growled, bringing her fan closer to her face. "I'm allowed to kill you." she spit out. Staring at the knives, she smiled--easily blown away objects would make him useless after the first strike if it came to that. But, for now, she wouldn't strike--no need to get locked up again.

[knifenut]

He laughed harder at her threats. No, he definitely wasn't afraid of her, but she seemed to be afraid of him if her trying to make him leave was anything to go off of. Even with a fan like that he wasn't too afraid. He was used to using the wind to his advantage in a fight, even if it tried to work against him.

"You are not." There didn't seem to be well defined laws here, but she certainly wasn't allowed to commit murder, and if anyone found out she'd be the one in trouble, wouldn't she? He was a professional, he could cover up a murder easily if he wanted, but he had his doubts about her.

He took another step forward. "And even if you were, you couldn't."

[boundbyheart]

"I am if I want to." Okay, she was bluffing, but...she could seriously maim him. She had no doubts that a man with such few knives would be no match for her, but yet something about him unnerved her. That smile, perhaps? It reminded her of Naraku, somehow, that complete and utter cockiness. It made her even more angry. And like hell she would let him have the first strike. So she moved swiftly, waving the fan with a whole arm motion across her body, creating blades of wind similar to steel.

[knifenut]

She was going to be in for a rude awakening if she thought that the handful of knives were the only weapon he carried around with him. While he had been sticking to his knives for the most part when he got into fights with people here, but the sheer number he carried on him at any given time was staggering. Not to mention the wires he fought with as well, and his storm mink, but he would prefer to keep that until he really needed it.

For the time being he was showing off that if nothing else he wasn't all talk by leaping to the far side in the blink of an eye, charging up on her flank and tossing the handful of knives he was holding at her.

[boundbyheart]

She may have been caught off guard, but already her sentient weapon was working, forcing her body around in just enough time to only be partially sliced by one of the knives in her side before blocking them. This time, she summoned a tornado, drilling down from the sky.

[knifenut]

Avoiding gusts of wind was one thing, but avoiding an entire tornado was another. While he still doubted her abilities to actually kill him, he was certainly seeing how she might have gotten that sense of security in her skills. He had certainly underestimated her.

He quickly stepped sideways keep an eye on the tornado as it came down towards him.

[boundbyheart]

It hit the ground, tearing up the ground it hit and the ground near it. It did not simply stop there, however. Kagura controlled it with her fan, making it follow a path to Bel as she smirked. He couldn't run forever, that much was certain.

[knifenut]

Ah, so it was like the knives that he'd gotten from the Initiative. Able to move in any direction she wanted it to go. Well then that meant he only had one decent option here. He set his sights on Kagura and charged straight towards her, trying to outrun the tornado to the side of him, but ready to dodge any more wind she might toss his way.

[boundbyheart]

She had expected him to die at that point, and almost laughed at his charge. Did he really think he could get her? It was laughable. But, she didn't want to destroy her new home, so, she made another wind blade, throwing them at him in rapid succession, hoping that he would either leave or get himself beheaded. She personally wanted the second one to happen.

[knifenut]

Unfortunately neither option happened, instead Belphegor opted for a third. He leapt up into the air a hell of a lot further than you'd expect anyone human to be able to (ah, shonen manga...), pushing forward at the same time. Out of the way of the wind, and still propelling himself forward towards her humble abode.

Probably not what she wanted to see happening.

[boundbyheart]

Again, she was aghast, but then realizing that her 'humble abode' wouldn't get destroyed in a second, smiled deviously. She was the witch of the wind, after all. As long as he was in air, he was hers, getting himself square in the middle of a tornado. No way he could do anything to her while in there, at least. She directed the tornado away from her house, unceremoniously dropping him some 15 feet away.

"Be happy I didn't kill you, asshole. Let this be our first and last dance."

[knifenut]

Well that certainly was unexpected. Belphegor was pretty handy with using the wind to his advantage, but she sure wasn't making it easy for him. It was probably amazing that he managed to land on his feet like a cat after being whipped around in the wind like that. Even then his clothing and hair was a disheveled mess, and the boy did not look happy about it.

"Who said it was over?"

He's pulling out his knives again, stumbling forward a couple steps before steadying himself. He raises them up in the air, but this time the knives are engulfed in a odd, red looking flame.

[boundbyheart]

"How are you still up?!" Ksgura shouts in frustration, eyeing the boy angrily. No one is supposed to survive that! In her fury, she snarls, letting go a large amount of wind blades, trying to kill him before he can attack.

"Just die, won't you?!

[knifenut]

That's what people in his line of work refer to as "Varia Quality". That is all to say, Belphegor hadn't gotten himself a spot on an elite assassin squad at the tender age of eight for nothing.

He laughs loudly, a weird "shishishi" sound as he leaps this way and that to avoid the wind as best as possible, and damn can the kid move for a human. She might want to worry more about the knives he just threw her way instead of concern herself with him though. If these things hit and the storm flames catch on her house, well...

Storm flames have a destructive property and will deteriorate whatever they came into contact with. Probably not something you want on the building you're trying to live in.

[boundbyheart]

She's almost furious. Of course, she could go all day with this kid, as long as he didn't hit her, but she wanted this over with. He was annoying enough, and if her house got damaged....She didn't want to even think about it. She could summon a storm of tornadoes, and she was about to, when the blades came towards her.
Shit! She'd now have to go on the defense. She bared her teeth, mumbling under her breath as she threw a wind blade with the intention of stopping the blades. She could not give up; her pride preventing that maneuver. But like hell she was going to let him take anything away from her. Plus, his head might look nice on a mantle or something.

[knifenut]

The problem with picking a fight with someone who fights for a living is they're not so easy to take down. Admittedly Belphegor's strange behavior and obnoxious attitude probably did help to egg her on, but if anyone asks he'll be more than happy to let them know that he was just defending himself after being attacked.

The good news is that the knives are knocked aside and plunge into the ground before reaching her house. The bad news is that Belphegor is moving in again towards her, another set of them drawn.

[boundbyheart]

And she, who had lived in a world that being suspicious meant that they'd hurt you, would be willing to defend herself at any point from any one.But she did not fight for a living, and she wasn't used to fights like this. She was taken aback by his movement towards her, and she attempted to move back fast.

[knifenut]

He doesn't use the storm flames this time, thankfully, but these are a set of the knives that the Initiative modified. She can try to toss them about all she wants, but they'll twist back around and head right at her continuously until Belphegor wills them to stop. He's starting to get more serious about this now that she's shown she's a worthwhile opponent.

And there the knives go.

[boundbyheart]

Kagura knows she can't win this as long as those knives are in play as soon as they follow her, one making a gash on her arm as she lifts it to protect her face. Perhaps, she thinks, she can break them. But for now, it's best for her to get to higher ground, so she does a flip and uses her wind to propel her upwards to the roof, where she whispers a quiet 'shit' as the blood soaks through. Right now, all she can do is attempt to fend off his knives with some especially strong wind blades, meant for cutting off a head.

[knifenut]

Belphegor isn't chasing after her anymore, at least. No... he's got his knives for that. He can just stand back and watch her deal with the barrage of sharp implements he tossed her way. Honestly standing there like a bum is one of Belphegor's favorite things to do in a fight when he can.

However, he doesn't want his knives being broken, so while he'll be watching and standing back for now, the moment it looks like they're about to break is the moment he'll decide the fight is over, most likely.

[boundbyheart]

She'll summon a tornado that she can stand it to redirect his knives for now, anytime they come near her, they'll get caught. She won't focus on them, however....she'll stare right at Bel, because him being a bum is her advantage. From the tornado will come three wind blades, hoping they catch him off guard enough to cut him through.

[knifenut]

Unfortunately for her they won't. He might be lazy at times, but he's part of the world's top assassin squad for a reason. He wouldn't have the job if he stopped paying attention to things in the middle of battle, and as soon as he sees the wind coming his way he's quickly dodging.