Nakahama

Off to sleep! Will reply tomorrow. Nigbt!

"Smart ghost, got her priorities right. We all invested a lot in your badass bootcamp, so I second her! No dying young even if it would be awesome and cause a huge explosion."

She grins at Ichitaiyo's reaction to the birds of preying, her smile widening as another falcon snatches the treat.
"I'm ...

"Oh yeah, you know, it is nice to shoot people and be rewarded for it. Really if you're not getting something out of it you've got a problem."
She shoulder bumps Ichitaiyo, after all, the Dragon had been bravely ready to shoot some people herself.

"She is? Huh, well that's great!I think Kanna ...

Ichitaiyo barked a laugh, giving Nagisa a little peck in acknowledgement before asking. "I know my malnutritioned bony ass needs some meat on, but I wonder.. what's your preffered level of meat?"

At the 'very occupied' Ochiba mouths a 'nice', looking extremely pleased for them.

"Moto-san? We didn't know one another but we ended up fighting shoulder to shoulder a few times, she was fearless. A lucky shot was a poor reward for that courage." Her mouth dropping open slightly.

"A ghost ...

Ichitaiyo winced at the first poke, but quickly riposted by giving a unerringly lecherous smile.

"But all I want to eat is you."

"Ohaiyo Ichitaiyo-san!" Ochiba waves, nodding politely as she pushes off the railing to stand upright.

"You took like you've been through it, but that smile, ah ha! I'm expecting some good news. I can only assume my words of wisdom for yourself and Nagisa son yielded results."
She grins, walking ...

Ichitaiyo turned the page a little and inverted the support to help Nagisa up, propping her head under her arm

"Here here, let your twig girl hold you.." Ichitaiyo said, or rather, mumbled not so coherently. "See? The twig holds. And yeah, we are so going to hate ourselves tomorrow in the morning."

Ichitaiyo stumbled up the stairs with a tired gait, yet, smiling quite satisfied. It had been long twelve days but.. she had achieved more than she ever had on her life.

She was dressed as usual, business pants, a crisp white shirt, but now covered by a leather trench coat as she fought the rain ...

"Way things came out, I'm sure that Usagi-no-Yomogi is going to place a branch, no matter what comes out of this. I hope I can work there, even as a simple bureaucrat." Ichitaiyo replied.

"And yes, the very same one. If it didn't need to get any more romantic, I did help her out of a kidnapping ...

"Oh man... two of us on the doubter barrel. I guess we'll have to support each other." Ichitaiyo mumbled, leaning onto the touch. "Love will.. be our cement.. or trunks.. a building we hold onto. Like.. a shed."

"Nagisa. She's this awesome engineer. I just.. met her on a bar, I began to tease her.. then, next day I went to her mechanic shop to learn about engines and she was.." And Ichitaiyo hummed in a loving tone, leaning a elbow on the table and melting on it like a puddle. "Loving. Like.. she loved. And ...

"Well, my pieces are all set, so I hope that as the months passes, I'll be out of the grasp of my Lord into the hands of the Tamoris." Ichitaiyo smiled fondly, not really reading the menu, she had been here before after all.

"After that.. I promised one Kaiu girl I'd come back, and I intend to ...

Despite the tiredness, Ichitaiyo had held a smile until that topic had come up, putting a damper on her mood, before nodding sagely.

"I.. was part of the Investigation. I found the clues that lead the Magistry to pursuit the arrests." And sighed. "Moto Shiwahime-san was my friend on this island ...

It was a three foot race, and both of them just had a single one available, trying to keep balance on each other, physically, now emotionally.

"You helped people survive a serial killer, help every Nakamanian with a tech problem with your genius, and you look pretty damn happy to me. What's not to ...

"A-huh. Alright. Then consider this a Willpower Test." Ichitaiyo teased, nuzzling her nose behind Nagisa's ear before pushing onwards for some moments, deciding to distract things for a while.

"So, who did you drink for tonight?"

Ichitaiyo arrived right on the dot, wearing loose shorts and one of the many tacky loose button up shirts, her eyes covered by a pair of aviator glasses. Her movements were.. slower, sloppier, the weight of the eleven days of constant work finally weighting and ready to be let off.

"Kakita-san, how ...

Ichitaiyo returned fire in their newly started poke war, now on her collarbone. "As if you could resist me the walk there."

And Ichitaiyo was left once again alone, with keys to a warrior's legacy, portents for her future and a shitty raunchy poem on her pocket.

She decided to believe this was true, turn around and prod back to the lights of the waning party, decided to live her new life in full, and to face the ...

And Ichitaiyo bowed in return, low and respectful of the ghost.

"May your new life be peaceful. Or full of action. Whichever you like. May we meet again, hopefully not soon."