((OOC: The eternal question, is Twilight shadow or light....I say both.))

Chi stopped growing and seemed to pause, as though thinking, or listening to something very intently. He looks suddenly over to the only cave exit and narrows his eyes as the barrier he had created suddenly turns into dust and falls down, dried up. You realize then that it had been getting warm in the room, as a bit of fresh air seems to waft in. He looks quickly back to the man that had been the center of his attention.

"It seems Talkatz would agree with you. He has told me that you must be brought into the fold. Swear to me an oath to serve the Daemon lord and those that are true to him. Swear it upon your soul and we may put this unpleasantness behind us nameless creature." Chi suddenly seemed to melt away and reveal his previous form. He looked quickly to Ishi and Sendo as though to say to hold your attacks for a moment.

White Kimono (Tsubasa Hirasaka)
Leave it to Raikotsu to somehow get a message from one world to another.
"I understand. I will be along shortly."
"Did you say something?" Yuna asked.
"It seems like the Vanguard is ready to move out. I better go handle this or we may lose many chances to retrieve the pieces of Lord Talkatz and our own mission will suffer more setbacks."
"As you wish. We can speak of these matters later." Yuna said.
Her tone made Tsubasa somewhat uncomfortable.
Fuck it. Without Yuna, destroying Talkatz and setting the demons free of his horrible rule would be improbable at best. We wouldn't even have a weapon like those guns of hers that could kill Talkatz.
Tsubasa hurried away to join the other sisters and bring them to Raikotsu.
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Fallen Wing (Yuna)
Yuna stood there with Redrum, waiting for Tsubasa to be gone for good.
"Ha ha ha...without the Kimonos, destroying Talkatz and making myself into a god over man and demon alike would be improbable at best. I wouldn't have the homunculi or the Orchamechs and I'm even able to make more Demon-Execution weapons. Victory will not only be easier, but I think it will come sooner than I had originally hoped. Isn't that right, Shizuka?"
The armored being known as Redrum shuddered visibly. "Go to hell, you bitch."
Yuna grinned fiendishly as she approached Redrum. "Now, now, Lady Shizuka the Red Kimono. Is that any way to respect the one woman who could bring you victory over Talkatz?" Yuna stepped up beside Redrum and aimed one of her white handguns at Redrum's head. Normally, any person would try to move out of the way, but the Slave Armor that covered Redrum was Yuna's to command, and if Yuna wanted Redrum to drop into a pit of living fire, all she would have to do is command the Slave Armor to do it and Lady Shizuka would be forced to take the plunge. "Besides, it's really for the best, you know. Remember, Shizuka. Cooperation is key to victory. The Kimonos will stay alive as long as they remain ignorant. You agree, right? After all, you haven't told them of my little operation. You know that if you did, all I would have to do is hunt those scantily clad little sluts down like the mindlessly loyal dogs that they are. And when you've gotten over the suffering of their deaths, I could simply raise my gun once more and put a bullet through your head. Actually, you're a very powerful demon, so it might take three. No matter. I have plenty of bullets and I think shooting you over and over again would be worth every round wasted. Then I could fabricate some story that would rally all your soldiers under my banner. With an army like that, I would achieve victory just the same. In fact, I might achieve it faster that way. Then they wouldn't be dying along with the Kimonos when going for the second piece of Talkatz."
Redrum didn't respond. Redrum seldom did when Yuna preached of her greatness. Yuna sighed, letting her excitement slowly die out.
"In any case, you simply must get some rest. While you'll never experience the world around you except what you can see through those tiny eye slits, you must be really exhausted. I'm going to go check around to see that you haven't been trying anything behind my back. Then again, that is one of the things I'm having the homuculi do for me. Maybe I should take a rest, too. I need to look my best when I order all life in this world damned to oblivion, only to be replaced by my homunculus creations."
Yuna withdrew her gun from Redrum's head and walked away, laughing smugly to herself. If she was silent, she would just be able to hear Redrum crying pitifully.

The young woman came back, and brought Kiro towards their armory. As they passed through the hallway, he could have sworn he heard the voice of Sanjuro before they madea turn at a door. "In here is a collection of armor, just pick a suit that you like and its yours." She said. Kiro thanked her and went in.

The armor here was beatiful, and as Kiro picked up a peice of the first suit he saw, he realized it was lighter than most suits normally are. "The suits are purged of all impurities using the heat of the volcano, so the metals we make are normally lighter and faster." The voice of the woman said. Kiro didn't realize she was behind him and was shocked at first, but the part about using a volcano's heat was very interesting. He thanked her again for the information and continued his search for a suit of armor.

OOC: This is true by the way, you can check it in my bio.

"Meaning no direspect lord Chi but I have already sworn my oaths to King Talkataz, I have been serving him in this way since my youth." Ishumo told Chi simply.

The hallway was eerily quiet, after all Sanjuro was but a room away and there was not even a peep coming from him. And like always, as soon as it seems peaceful and serene, Sanjuro reminds you he's around. The great doors bolted opened with a groan and a loud clacking as they stuck open. Sanjuro stood foot forward with a smile on his face and a weapons rack on his shoulder. "I've decided." Sanjuro declared proudly, "I'll take them all."

The five blades glinted brightly in the light, the woman appeared shocked for but a moment before bowing, "As you wish, would you like to go to the hotsprings now to further your healing and relax more thoroughly."

"No, I have a better idea." Sanjuro claimed, moments later Suzume's door was kicked open, "DEMON-SPARK! I AM READY FOR MY TRAINING, LETS BEGIN!"

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Ishi smiled as his sword clicked shut, "And then there were four. Well then, it appears Lord Talkatz will have his ressurection come off without a hitch." Ishi began to ponder the remaining team, "Tell me Ishumo, other then the air bender and the white kimono is there anyone on that team that has an agenda they would place ahead of Lord Talkatz's ressurection."

Ishi began to rub his chin in ponderance of the remainder of team evil as he did he felt a set of scraches upon his helm. Sendo got a little closer then I would have liked, I must practice my high speed combat further. After all his allegience falls to Talkatz, not upon me. The bonds of trust were fragile ones, but Ishi was a man of his word, he would trust any of the men here until they proved otherwise, then they would die by his blade.

Suzume was wrapping a new bandage around his chest for his back when Sanjuro kicked his door down. All of his motion stopped as he was yelled at from not too far away. Like he'd thought earlier: the kid was eager, but oh so dim...

Finishing wrapping up the bandage, Suzume put his ripped up shirt back on. The clothes provided for him were too extravagant. Not really his thing. Maybe back in the old days, but he'd been wearing the same clothes for too long to consider wearing a robe again.

"Ok, then. Bring your... uh... collection with you, and we'll begin."

Grabbing his swords again in one hand, Suzume stood up and walked past Sanjuro casually. He wanted to take it easy in the start, but he knew Sanjuro probably wouldn't let him do that. Hell, Suzume himself was like that at age eleven when he first met his own master.

"And now for a beautiful start..." Suzume thought with complete and utter sarcasm.

After being informed by the Kimonos that Tsubasa is busy with Yuna, Kirakiri had decided to wait. Instead he had gone to find Konpaku and Raikotsu. He has his suspicions of the human's motives but, for now at least, Konpaku seems like he could be of use.

He had paused and listened for a while, waiting for an appropriate moment to announce himself. When Raikotsu ensorcels the wind to carry his message to Tsubasa, Kirakiri steps forward.

"If you intend to use a plan of infiltration, I would be of considerable assistance. I have certain... resources I can draw upon. One of my assistants is headed here as we speak. He in turn can cast a certain spell which allows rapid transportation between prepared locations. Via that, I can call upon ninjas of the Mist Clan. Their skills and their ability to assume the appearance of others would be most useful."

Garud followed a woman down a hall. Walking past a room, he heard something hit the wall.

"Ma'am, can you tell me who's in that room just there?"

"No sir, I cannot. I dont actually know his name, but he is one of Lord Vance's guests, so I assume you know him."

"Okay then. Listen, can you tell me where my room is? I wont be heading there straight away."

The attendant pointed to a door at the far end of the corridoor, and then motioned for a left turn. Garud nodded.

"If you require anything, just ask."

Garud bowed, and turned to the door. Knocking he said,

"Are you alright in there?"

Green Kimono (Kirie)
The Kimonos arrived with their forces and it was quite a sight to behold. Ninjas, mechs, large cloaked demons, victimized women with either talismans on their faces and dressed in green kimonos or ones with featureless masks with weapons sticking into their heads, mostly swords. Giant spiders, wooden marionettes hanging by strings that could not be seen, and before all of those forces, five young and beautiful girls. The one known as Chizuru wearing all black with dual tonfas. A platinum blonde wearing brown with a bow and a quiver of arrows. A blonde in violet armor with a unique sword. The one recognized as Kiyomi the Blue Kimono with orange hair and a large spear. And finally, Tsubasa, all in white with her weapons concealed.
"My apologies for being late," Tsubasa said, bowing slightly. "Are we ready to begin?"
"I think we are." Kirie said. "If not, we'll be moving out very shortly."

"We are, almost. We know where Kurama is, and the location of Talkatz's legs. Attacking the island they currently inhabit in the hopes of retrieving the legs from the rubble is a shaky plan, and it would be too easy for Kurama to escape in the confusion, so we will infiltrate. Kirakiri, the shapeshifter, your part in this is crucial. You spoke of having a minion that can ensure your rapid transportation to the island. Once there, find a civilian whose duties bring them into close contact with Kurama and his friends. Do not eliminate them immediately, ensure that you can imitate them fully before dispatching them and assuming their form. Dispose of the body thoroughly, in such a way that there is no hope of discovery. Recover the legs, that is paramount. By chasing Kurama, we allow him to draw us into his territory, but if we have the legs he will be forced to come to us. It is then that we shall destroy him. Arrange for your transportation back to us beforehand. We are counting on you, shapeshifter."

Turning to the Kimono girls, Raikotsu continued, "We WILL mount an attack on the island, to deceive them. However, Kirakiri must be in place first. Any questions?"