Pyros wandered the Marketplace, enjoying in the sights and sounds of life. It was a nice return to civilization, though he did worry that there would be a repeat performance of the place being attacked. It always seemed that there was always trouble wherever he showed up.

Putting this sad thought Aside, he decided it would probably be best to head to the blacksmith first, as a large amount of Takin's demands were metal products.

The smithy was a large building that a large pile of rawmetals were piled next to, and was ornamented with many weapons on the outside. While they weren't being protected from theft, it was probably not needed. The weapons were of enormous size and made from heavy worked metal. It was as if the maker had made the blades for giant gods. There were few customers lined up before the shop, so Pyros just walked right in.

((I had originally made a more lengthy and humorous post, but It got deleted, just as I almost finished it. Accursed PSP's and their effect on my wireless internet access! And darn my dog for being so damn cute! And darn the guy who owned the PSP who let my dog into my room. Darn them all!))

"It's quite simple really." Said Ishumo, aware of the similarity's with the other time he had been captured. "After I left the room I saw Raikutso standing next to the shades, talking to one of the Kimono's, and it would have been discourteous to disturb them. After he left I was planning to take a shade myself, when you popped up and grabbed me." As he talked, Ishumo voice stayed strong and slightly irritable. "So now that I have explained, would you mind letting me go?" He finished testily, looking at Chi.

Chi watches him with unblinking eyes. Then repeats himself. "I say again, Who are you, and why should I kill you?"

"Kill me?! I'm on your side!" Said Ishumo strugling against Chi's grip. Ishumo didn't trust Chi to let him go, even after this, so he prepared to harden the shadows above his head as the shock should give him enough time to get away.

(OOC: Talakataz? Sounds like a sports drink.)

Kurama followed the young woman to his room. She opened it for him, and he walked in. There was a new pair of clothing on the bed. It wasn't the pants and loose shirt that he normally wore, but a finely quilted robe.

"Will you be needing anything else?"

Kurama turned.

"No thank you, miss."

The lady bowed, and closed the door as she left the room. Kurama walked over to a small mat on the ground. He crossed his legs, and closed his eyes. For a few moments, it seemed like he was meditating.

Then, his arm shot out and struck the wall nearby. Small cracks could be seen in the wall.

"Sila."

Kiro followed the young woman into the hall. Kiro couldn't help but think that whoever ran this place has a fine choice women.

After being escorted to his room, the woman asked "Will you be needing anything else?"

Kiro thought it over, then said "I just recently lost a suit of armor, do you think you can get me a new one?"

The woman said "I will see what I can do." And left, leaving Kiro to change into the outfit left on the bed.

Green Kimono (Kirie)
Kirie relaxed, deciding that she could get up and get going later. Speaking of later...
"What the hell are they doing down there? Or up there? Or wherever 'there' was?"

"Evidently, some mad creation of Lord Talkatz's blood wished to join us, for the purpose of reassembling Talkatz's body. He brought in the two mortals to aid in this task...as I said before, he was insane, and would have been more liability than asset." Raikotsu sighed, leaning back. He rested the Hurricane Lance against the log, his eyes leaving hers for a brief moment, "Why did you not attack me, for what I did to you?"

"Perhaps she has some decree of maturity, something I've yet to see from the rest of this small party," the hollow, echoing voice of Konpaku said, devoid of emotion. Although, if he had been capable of emotion, it would have been disdain mixed with disappointment. It was hard to believe that his plans hinged on a group so ridiculously rife with infighting and childish insecurities. "Or perhaps she simply realizes that either if you dying right now will only make our task more difficult, perhaps to the point of impossibility."

Raikotsu rolled his eyes, "She could have cut me without slaying me, you know. I would tell you to go back to your mother, child, but I sense that you are more than you seem. However, I would nonetheless expect you to know better than to spy on me. If there is something you want, tell it to me openly. Go on, I'm listening." the Air Demon folded his arms across his chest.