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Kasumi

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    Crashing Wave

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    Firm Anima

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  1. Demonic Upgrade (Shard Sent 9/21/21)
  2. 3.1 Demonic Upgrade Alteration Reinbursment: Here (2 Shards) -> Freyd Here (4 Shards) -> Freyd
  3. Appearing shoulder to shoulder with Sam with a harsh twist. A sickening crunch as its head twists full circle. Moving closer to Sam and twisting to face the opposition, forming a circle around the entry to the tower now that it had been breached. Able to catch just a bit of what Gaius was laying down, she couldn't help but grin. The guy had been leagues different from the man she had to punch when they first met, he grew up. Her feet begin to slide, drawing a path through the sand as her hands find their way near her chest. An open hand for her left extended and yet a folded elbow near her wai
  4. Two punches, quicker than hell. Each with solid thuds before her fingers straighten, and like butter slide right through a ribcage. A spray of digital fragments, like glass from a shattered pane. "Its exposed." Kasumi remarks as an inward observation, thoughts to words. Scampering feet ring off to one side, and she shifts low, the swipe leaving a couple strands of hairs to flee. A spinning roundhouse finds the side of its dome, causing its head to turn from the blow. More close in and a quick transition of her hand into an awaiting pouch clasps a handful of petals that were in waiting. Blasted
  5. There was but a single handful of lilac petals that glisten on the wind, a spin of her heel as she apparates what appears from nothing in a flash of purple. A single extended heel rakes across multiple heads, sending them spiraling out in all directions. "I will do what I must." She remarks to Freyd, she would hold this ground if that was what needed to happen. Landing gingerly in a sprawling descending twirl, a spray of those little purple bits of flower twinkling like snow, and her body raises to an opponent facing Freya. A quick slide of her feet as her hands take to sweeping and mirrored c
  6. A twist of the neck of one standing creature, a snap as it becomes limp in her respective hands. It was cold and gruesome, and somewhere in her heart it was sickening. But it was repressed, and there was an aura of seriousness composed upon the girl that once would have shed a tear. "It won't matter." Kasumi spoke in a calm and focaled tone, one that mirrored her cousin's. Black attire upon her back, tightening the surrounding grip of those handwraps. A lunge back in time with Setsuna, a scattering of lilac petals left behind. Upon a large spire of stone, the girls perched, ready for the comin
  7. 8/23/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 198296 CD: 1 +1 LD: 9 Critical Failure - 6 (+5 Ambition) 2 198297 CD: 2 +1 LD: 4 Salvage Failure - 7 (+5 Ambition)
  8. 8/21/21 Materials Sent: 4/25/21 Demonic Shards Sent: 8/21/21 Materials Sent: 4/26/21
  9. 7/13/21 Materials Sent: 12/22/20 Materials Sent: 4/25/21 (Shards sent 7/13/21)
  10. "Defend." She spoke the word with a break, "It was not made to defend yourself from harm." Fiddling again and ever, so faintly it can be seen: she was squirming as she recalled the sounds of bones breaking. "Tenjinmon is something only taught in one school, from my understanding. No one else I've met knows about it either, so it's no surprise." Lifting her left hand and rounding her ear again, a bit of nervousness cleaned up like wiping a table. The blossom had never spoken about this to anyone, normally just a dismissal, and thankfully not many were that interested to begin with. She did
  11. Perched precariously on a few uneven boxes playing chair, Koga starts to outline his hobbies. A subtle nod as she clambered a hand against her forehead, checking it for herself and trying to wave the sparks away. "You're an artist!?" her face lights up, something furious. The blossom had always appreciated someone else ability to draw, she could never really do it despite any effort to do so. "I don't like fighting at all." she folds her hands into a tiny pyramid using her fingertips on her lap, slinking atop the covers that were strewn across her legs. "I practice a form of She Quan and Jujut
  12. Koga was still pushing to work her back to health, riddled with some sickness that seemed to come out of nowhere. Unable to process what this was, something she had possibly caught in her efforts or from one of her foes. "A bit, but I still feel a little warm." she comments rubbing her eyes and trying to break eye contact, it was sinking in that she was uncomfortably staring. A raise of her hands and a dismissive wave of them, "No no, I'll be fine I just need to..." Looking down at the cup of tea and taking the last bit into her face, a bit puffed up as she took more than a sip. Her intentions
  13. If she wasn't red before, she was now. Another gentle touch that she unknowingly leans into. There was something amazing to the static that almost made her skin crawl. "I don't know about that." Kasumi hadn't ever thought about it. She was always a center of attention, but it never really dawned on her, it could have been because of beauty. Always assumed that it was because she tried so hard to remain happy, intentionally making other people smile with her actions and make their days brighter. "Is it still there?" a bright red pair of cheeks and wavering doe like eyeballs beneath Koga's finge
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