hakai | gabimaru

十四

On the outside of the tent, one would seem like there is something diplomatic related happening inside. But once stepped foot inside the said tent, it is a battle royale to be a part of the number of people who gets to board the ship ferrying to Horai. Rika didn't want to partake in any of it, not one bit. For as long as she sat by Riku's feet and he continues to ignore her as he should, she'll still be safe. However, a beefy man with a long white goatee grinned widely at her scared expression and cowering figure.

"Why, hello there." He greets her. A menacing wide smile painted on his lips as he takes slow steps closer towards her. Rika's eyes never left his approaching figure, given his physique, Rika knows she would die by his hands.

Slowly getting up on her feet to stand on the sandy shore, Rika plans to move and stand behind Riku's broad figure. However, the beefy man's hand took a hold of the collar of her already askewed kimono, pulling her closer to him by her clothing. Tilting her head away, she grimaces at the odor of his breath.

"No need to get scared." He eerily taunts her, leaning his face a little closer to her. "I'll make it nice and quick."

She didn't needed to guess but Rika knows he'll lift her up the ground with one hand around her neck. Killing her by restricting airflow in and out of her body and breaking her neck. Just as his other free hand is about to wrap around her neck, Rika squirms in his hold. Lifting her hip and left foot up to kick his jaw. Her left foot making a soft contact with his jaw.

"Get away from me!" She shrieks at him.

Though the momentum of her left foot to his jaw is soft, the impact of the collision is tremendous. There is a solid one second of his face being in tact before being cut off; Rika has nearly killed him headless - from his forehead to his lips came swooshing towards the Tokugawa's direction. As his body falls down so did she fell down as well.

As her breathing labored, Rika stares at his now lifeless body incredulously. Scramming backwards to sit back again by Riku's feet. She didn't particularly have any ounce of clue how did that happen, never did the two of them either drank Tan before. Rien had given them drops of their own kind of Tan. One that sets them apart from the other Tensens.

The sweet syrup of the end of the Ixora Coccinea flower. They are most notably known for being red in color and all parts of the flower; including the leaves and it's roots all serve great purpose for various medicinal preparations. In short, they are commercial medicinal flower.

"Stay by Akaginu's side." Riku spoke to her in a soft tone, one that only Rika can hear.

Hearing his words, Rika shook her head no in response.

Heaving a soft sigh, Riku supposes that he could at least help his older sister get up on her feet. Surely no other Asaemon would question him about it, Jikka helped Akaginu get up on her feet when she refuses to kill the other criminals. Bending down his upper body, he hooks his hands under her arms, lifting Rika back up on her feet effortlessly.

"How did you do that just now?" He asks her, his purple eyes staring at her purple ones. "Back then, you'd never be able to land a hand on Tao Fa but she's the easiest to land a hit on." He tells her, stating an obvious fact. "Have you been training on your own?" He asks her.

"I do but not all of it." Rika replies, feeling much better now that she didn't have to participate along with the others. "I only do breathing and meditation. I no longer have any strength in me left for physical training, much less bochu jutsu." She adds. Her classes to become an oiran were exceptionally grueling and body training, apart from that, she too had to have her fair share of helping in the house chores. Washing kimonos in a large wooden basin, helping in refurbishing decorations and helping to cook their meals.