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Yue stepped back and his fingers trailed down her arms. she was worried, she was confused. But not nearly as much so as he was. Was she regretting her actions already. The 'I'm sorry' made that clear. Juromaru smiled. It was always the same. He dropped his hands to his sides and then folded them across his chest.

"I can understand, I guess everyone's not as in tune with their emotions as myself." He laughed trying to hide what pain showed on his face.

"Besides it's really one of those times where you get to say: 'If you love mne you'll wait.' And I can do that."

Juromaru turned around and walked to the doors of the theatre. As he passed by her he could feel her gaze. Pity maybe, definite confusion, there was so much to humans. As he walked past the tattoo on his back was glowing a faint orange. Under the phoenix's talons was a moon. It wasn't nearly as beautiful as the true one. But it glistened with it's own light, a faint blue. When he got to the doors to the theatre he turned around to Yue, who was still standing on stage.

"And like you said, even if you have nothing, you always have the moon..."
He opened the doors and stopped after taknig a step.

"Take all the time you need, Yue-hime."

Juromaru was laying in the hamock in his room. He'd gone outside after his confrontation with Yue, he couldn't find anything to keep him occupied. He had walked around for hours devoid of thought. He could almost feel her. He was beginning to wonder if it was the necklace that he could feel...

That was just stupid, you couldn't feel someone's emotions or where they are through a necklace. He shook his head. He had watched her leave with Chibi.

Taketo listened intentively as Nadeshiko responded with her utmost sincerity. He stepped down the theatre entrance stairs and nodded slowly. Then the words slowly spilled out from her lips.

"I admire you...Taketo"

He was a little stunned to hear such a wonderful compliment from a fellow thief. Taketo was a bit older than most of them, but he never figured the least bit of admiration from the rest of the group. Not even from the younger thieves. Taketo stood downtraught, but he regathered himself and nodded in approval returning to his normal solemn appearance.

"Thank you, no one has never really admired me...but hey I'll let you get back to your training. I need to go help Yue with this next mission anyhow. Thanks again..."

Taketo slowly turned around and headed back up the steps. His feet were beginning to feel heavy as the events that recently happened kept replaying like a bad slideshow. As he ascended the stairs, the slow silence fell over the outside of the theatre just as snow was falling from the delicate night sky. He walked across the porch of the theatre placing his hand on the door. Opening into a portal where he'd just turn back into his normal self, but for some reason he stood frozen. He didn't want to just leave Nadeshiko behind on that note, but his own mind was getting to him. Taketo's heart began to pound heavily just as he was trying to push through the threshold of the theatre door. He slowly pushed open the door, not knowing what to expect for his next endeavor.

What a day this has turned out to be...I really just need to go on this mission. Nadeshiko...why was it so hard to just apologize to you?

Nia watched Hamani leave without saying anything. So much the better that she was gone, now she could focus on the task at hand without having to worry about Hamani looking over her shoulder. She got up and followed Hamani to the end of the corridor, when Hamani was gone she closed the door and locked it. She went back to her room and sat down again. Let’s think, we need the blood of a high priest. The only place to acquire this is indeed in Ahuian, but just running in there and killing him isn’t a very good idea. First of getting close to him will not be as easy as it seems, and second they will not just forget something like this. No, I need to plan this well, even better than normal contracts. Although Nia never had done many contracts she had done enough to know she didn’t like them. They served no purpose but to answer to the feelings of revenge the contractor had against the target, or for their personal gain. That’s why she usually did missions only for herself, in her time, for her reasons. She never asked other to join on her missions either, although they all possessed unique skills she just didn’t like having to take make sure they did as was needed or give them the idea she owed them anything. She didn’t need them anyway, her own skills were more than sufficient.

[Okay, I'm officially confused. Lirdianc plays both Tomoyo and Nadeshiko... but Taketo likes Tomoyo and now he also likes Nadeshiko? What is up with that? Uhm, Nadeshiko's, like, 14, he's like 18... is that not disturbing? He’s also cheating on Tomoyo with the same person who plays her! That makes no sense, you guys!! DX]

Shinobu ran her fingers through her long silvery tresses. Her digits found their way to the back of her neck and glided across the bone there, massaging and calming her nerves. She could feel Aoki's presence nearing, and another somewhat familiar aura kicking in the distance. At first she thought it to be another immortal thief, but that couldn't be, no one, spare Aoki, was to accompany her on this mission. Aoki knew that, and she would not tolerate another tag-along.

They're just a waste of time, I ought to-

"Milady, would you like anything from the bar?" a male server, smiling politely and bowing deeply, stopping as he made his rounds, asked Shinobu.

She looked at him with a vacant expression for a moment, trying to think about his question, and then settled on an answer.

"A small bitter sake, if you would, with ice please." she requested, hoping she wouldn't be paying for it the next morning.

[S'alright mar, just pleez hurry and get to the inn so we can get on with this.]

With Shinobu now out of sight, and her tag-along sister Aoki quickly approaching the small inn, Izumo had to settle upon some plan of action. Most certainly they would spend the night, rest, sort things out, and leave in the morning. Of this, he was certain. How he was to maintain his ever-vigilante watch over Shinobu, though, was another matter. He couldn't very well walk in and expose himself; to do so would be a foolish endeavor. Nor could he be certain that his cloak, even wound around his body in an effort to disguise himself, would help any if he so chose to enter the building. However, at the same time, he couldn't very well peer in through a window, into whatever room the two would be given. To do so would be... indecent, by any standards. Izumo would not stand for it. The problem, then, was apparent. There was no certainty in monitoring her should she stay the night. Should he enter the inn, there was no guarantee she'd leave by conventional means. They were, after all, thieves, there was no saying whether or not Shinobu and Aoki would simply slip through a window, evading a bill, and Izumo in the process. Likewise, there was no guarantee they would.

Solving such a problem was not going to be as simple as he'd hoped. It was in his good fortune, then, that while fidgetting in uncertainty, Izumo stumbled across a small trinket he'd picked up on his own travels and misadventures. The device itself was by no means ordinary, and to this day Izumo had seen only few like it. Together as a whole, it looked only as a small bead, attached to the end of a small rod (not longer, but thicker than a toothpick) by means of a piece of bluish thread. The bead, though, was pulled apart from the string rather easily. What made it a trinket, and not just childish rubbish, was that once the bead was removed, the bluish thread, if left alone, pointed always in the direction of the bead. Such... worthless materials, Izumo had found, had been imbued with some small magical essence which served to allow its bearer to easily find the bead, or, he knew, whatever was carrying it. In essence, it served as a way to easily track something, or, he noted, someone.

The only problem Izumo had to face now, was figuring out where, and how, he was to plant the small bead. Even as he had followed Shinobu, he had notice she carried little, though what she did carry was bundled securely. Should he be able to plant it within he belongings, he had no doubt it would be safe. Seeing now her sister, Aoki, Izumo noted that which she carried was in a much less orderly fashion. To plant the bead on her would be an error; since she could easily lose anything, losing the bead was not so unthinkable. Settling on his decision then, Izumo could only see one course of action: during the night he would slip into Shinobu's room, plant the small bead within her things, and wait for the morning. Then, no matter whether he witnessed her departure or missed it, he would be able to follow.

Such a nuisance, Izumo had determined, to remain hidden when all he wanted was to be seen.

Fai laughed softly as Kosho lept to the trees, before he walked after her, jumping into the branches and following behind her every step of the way. "I think I'll take to the trees as well; that way we won't be ambushed by mortal thieves who think they're being tricky." He said, watching her hair whip behind her as she ran, the dangerous weapon on her back gleaming. He sighed, hands lazily at his sides as he ran. The woman in front of him seemed so cold...

Tomi looked up as he felt a presence search for him, scowling as he felt the brushes of that woman...Saku, who used magic fire as her attack. He snorted, standing up and grabbing his katana as he placed it at his hip, running his fingers through his hair briefly. He couldn't stay in his chambers for much longer; if he tried that, he would surely fall into the deepest pit of his insanity that he hadn't ventured yet, and inwardly he feared the outcome of doing that. Who knew what he would find?

Yuki then turned to the HQ again, looking up briefly as he felt presences pass him quickly in the trees; was that Kosho and Fai? Shaking his head, he slowly headed back for the theatre, wondering if he could find something to do. There was almost nothing to do; maybe he would venture out and...Speak with someone? That was a thought.

Tao had finally, at freaking LAST come up from his labrynth-like room. "About freaking time I get some personal-time." He said yawning, he had taken a good long time to meditate, think things over, forge a few new things, and sleep... mostly sleep.

Coming back up he closed the trap-door down to his room and streached while looking around.

"Now... lets go track everyone down..."