Kasumi

Eyes still stuck on Freyd, as her head turns, they were back on the beach. The cave was gone, and with it the woman as well. As mysterious as she'd appeared, and she had all but vanished the same. Collapsing on her rear end, touching her right hand to her head as a way of supporting it. Her vision blurring black for a moment. The ground trembles, and she quickly turns on her butt. Punching out of the dirt like a bunch of missiles out of a silo, a pile of tiny worms that didn't seem to be that big of a threat. "What now?" Kasumi quickly wiggles her head to try and get her vision to settle strai

Keen in Effect, Concentration CD [4/5] Rocketing in and slamming a parade of fists one after another with a graceful and yet violent display, Ugzeke becoming limp as blow after blow. Each compounded with a flash of purple light, twisted into a whole new realm of dynamite by the music being played. The impacts one after another clap like thunder, leaving sockets behind as they find purchase. Shiina's music was really dialing crap up to 11. She catches it, the humming. Her strikes slowing down with a heavy pant making her lungs burn. They were coming from that silver haired woman, and notic

Keen in Effect, Concentration CD [3/5], Charge Refreshed! As soon as Ugzeke illuminates, Kasumi peels back her fist and kneels low as a reflex. Jamming a pair of outstretched fingers on her right hand into his stomach. It carves into his gut like a knife, and as she tears it out, it bleeds like one as well. Composition fails, as the large humanoid doubles over in feigned pain. Instinctually, he slams a heavy hand matched with club into the stone below, a physical show and tell of anger. Frustration. Again, players had found their way into his cave and he'd make them pay. Sliding her feet

Concentration CD [2/5], Charge CD [2/3], Keen in Effect Darting from the sides, her hair following behind almost straight back from her head as she picks up speed. Into the air with the biggest of ease, she pivots while airborne and drops her heel from a nigh almost painful flexibility. It drops into a rather jagged looking shell atop the beast, that dim grayish green armor breaking off in clumps with the half circle in purple ending upon the space between its eyes. The thing staggers and sways for a moment, virtually dazed from the impact. "Just a little more." As her feet turn, the beas

Concentration CD [1/5], Charge CD [1/3], Keen in Effect As Freyd obliterates an arm and gives a quick synopsis of the creature. This was her first time fighting it, The girl yelps toward him. "Right." *Tap, Tap* into the sand before she lunges, her torso beginning to turn. An aerial pirouette sees a leg that was tucked tightly break free and become a sling. It slams into a joint just above a set of long spindly legs and one can hear a single one snap. Exposing some steamy, hot white jello through the hole in the shell. The girl appears just after the impact, having escaped to keep herself

"Not quite, you'll get power, but you'll compromise your balance. It's important that your legs remain planted on the floor." Her eyes switch to Freyd, who was easily carving away. There was some semblance of training in his posture, and with its serenity. It was as if he was dusting off an old friend he hadn't seen in a while. "I'm no expert, I've just been doing this for quite some time." Spoken as Lium wobbles with his center of gravity out of wack. At least he was enthusiastic, and his punches were of adequate force. But god forbid if he missed his target, and flew past ass over teakettle.

Keen in Effect A spin on her heels, as Freyd seemed to come to his senses. "After." The girl remarks, shooting an eye toward Nisa, the feeling of nostalgia on her thoughts. Lunging toward her target, immediately discharging in an explosion of petals that quickly lose momentum and fall in slow trickles. The ancient stirs, before its blasted on its flank from Kasumi's heel. More splinters spray out in a violent display, as hairline fractures begin to dart along its bark like innards. That shit hurt, she'd hit something vital. It bends and recoils, feet staggering as it reeled from that atta

A spin on her heel, a twist of her frame and still overtly and unknowingly revealed. Her fist finds purchase on the stone, the very same that she's battled time and time again. "Notice my stance, feet shoulder width apart." Repeating the same instruction she'd given Haine & Kiluia. "Its important that you treat your hands as if they are linked. As one goes forward, the other must slide back like a counterweight." Kasumi accents what she's saying with a quick jerk, her left arm moving forward as the opposed seeks a place near her waist. It connects...hard. A smattering of pebbles confirm th

Looking on as her captain, for the first time she'd ever seen him do it: Became distracted. "Freyd." she comments with the parade of massive footprints making the ground shake as they gain tempo "Freyd." she attempts again to grab his attention. "Freyd!" yelped as a pair of large arms raise up high. Like a bullet, Kasumi slams into the beast with forces unimaginable to her frame. A spray of hard bark flies off like shrapnel, exposing a soft bit of white flesh beneath that shell. "Now isn't the time." Her eyes advance to where his vision was trailing, and in the distance, albeit faint and hard

ID:201973 | Battle:5, Craft:6, Loot:1+6=7 (Good, hate it anyway) Paying a nod to both men, and tapping the creature dangling out of her hair that was keeping it tied up so that it would retract and remain out of harms way. "Sand? Like the shark?" Kasumi inquired for but a moment, before she'd let the question fall on deaf ears. It shouldn't or wouldn't matter. Between her and Freyd she wasn't concerned at the group's output. Eyes scan the horizon, keeping tally as they all were making motions toward a goal that lingered on the tip of every tongue. "I'll be ready, once the rest of the grou

Water pounding around her shoulders as she continues to instruct, completely unaware that her skin was becoming visible through her *facepalm* solid white gii. "Try your best to relax, Lium. Allow your mind to release itself. To remain fluid in combat, one needs to distance themselves from wavering or hesitation. In through the nose and..." Her eyes close, swaying her head forward as she exhales. As they open and are washed in a purple light for a brief instant. Kasumi was a physical weapon, with training that stemmed back from a ripe young age. Ability was finely honed through reflex alone, a

A pat of Persi, she was strangely soft and a bit colder than the girl expected. Kasumi moves a hand behind her waist, removing a fistful of pink petals she'd plucked from the Fields of Crossing, still fresh. Lighting them like potpourri allows the smoke to drift slowly, the star speckled mongoose lapping them up as Kasumi smiles. Lagging behind the others, she perks up when she starts her name ooze out of her comrade's lips. "Sorry. Right." she preaches, hopping up and dusting the lower part of her gii. Immediately inverted, on her hands playing the part of legs. The skirt unfurls, as she

An intensity immediately falls, as her eyes move to Persi. A tiny strut, chipper pacing like tiny hops. Kasumi squeals, clutching her hands to her face. Despite any existence or level, despite how effective she could be in combat. She was still a girl, and Persi was by all intents and purposes: Adorable. Discussion devolves into background white noise, as she is caught in a trance watching the familiar move. "You broke the boulder all by yourself!" starting to speak to the star shine eyes. The girl was following, but it wasn't for the quest, and it wasn't to break a boulder, no. It was en

Snapping to, the light in her eyes fades immediately as she begins to choke. Clutching her throat as her clothes shift back to white, she begins to cough up water. Eyes immediately dart to the water, and around her, seeking the origin of the voice she had heard. A dream ended in an instant, one that for the first time ever she was able to actually pilot. "Who are you?" Kasumi struggles out between troubled breath, trying to wrap her head around what exactly just transpired. She was dry, there wasn't even the semblance of wetness to her, save the mouthful of seawater she just hacked out. E

Jarring and jerking for but a single instant, blinking softly as her eyes continued to burn. Lost within her headspace, caught off guard. Returning to the wheel, in a way that she never had. Back in control of this dream, reaching out and feeling the pressure of water against her skin, but air can find her lungs. "Who is there?" Kasumi reaches out in those tides, as that version of her begins to close its eyes. Perceptions betrayed her, for it was hearing that allowed it at first. "Strike Swift, Leave None" Still trapped, locked in place to the sound of roaring falls. The ripples scr

Water pools into an ever clear surface of water. A deft breeze riddles trees and climbs its way through the leaves, finding small birds that take flight upon it. Swerving and beelining with twists and bends. Same breeze, carries with it hair in orange. Burning bright in a waning blaze, matching the sky as it wains in beckon of a coming night. A somber play, and with it a steady breathing that is hard to make out. Kasumi. Droning words that can hardly be made out clearly, as the threatening moon begins to rise. Eyes open, and reveal a color of lavender. Absent of definition, as they are su

Scampering through the jungle rather quickly, leaving the solace of the waterfall behind. Lunge after lunge, from tree to tree. Latching on to the last, and spinning around the trunk as she slides down. A few heavy steps break momentum as she eyes the native looking NPC within Krycim, who were just as ripe with activity. Adjusting the ties on her thighs, and brushing off a leaf trapped in one of the loops. Kasumi flicks it away, before hopping up onto the warp gate. "Floor 2 - Marome" it flickers with blue lights, drawing in a ring beneath her and casting a shadow over her face. A bend and twi

Soft trickle of water into a pond, breaking the surface into ripples. The smallest of breeze, that tickles the bangs above her eyes. Closed, and drinking in the girl's surroundings. Serene and absent of thought, as in her own mind a stillness. Image alone, meditation in submersion. Most could not obtain such serenity, and Kasumi seemed untouched and statuesque. Legs crossed and beneath her, hands open, palms toward an afternoon sky. White clouds drifting unnoticed. Close enough, and you can hear her breathe. But it was drowned by the song of nature around her. Eyes open, listing and revea

11/9/21 Materials Sent: 12/22/20

11/9/21 (Demonic Upgrade)

PH 190961, T4/Perfect/Trinket (CD:11+1, LD:1) [UNEVALED] Night's Bloom: T4 (Accuracy 2, Recovery 1) + (1 Demonic Shard) = Name: Night's Bloom Profession: Artisan Rank: 10 Roll ID: 190961 Roll Result: CD: 10+1/LD:7 Item Type: Trinket Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Accuracy 2, Recovery 2

Rushing alongside her teammates, friends and family. Her captain, her cousin and every hand that had ever given her a raise up. Bobbing and weaving through the sea of black, as a green glow catches her attention. She raises her arms and gets prepared to retreat. But the flames vanish, and Kasumi only manages to catch a glimpse of the culprit. Setsuna? Her stance widens abruptly, apart and folded. A high pitch whir as a soft bluish purple glow claims the flats of her feet. Lunging with her motives clear, as a group of Montjoy follow suit like a reflection on water. Lun'rael snaps toward them, a

Vanish CD [1/3] Stumbling to his feet, the entity still gasping for air but starting to become filled with desperation. It was rather sad, and before the girl may have hesitated. Now she had something to prove, to herself and the others within this chamber. Springing rather abruptly, at an angle before, she drives the blade of her right foot clean through a helmet on his brow. It splays open in halves as her feet find purchase on his dome, using them as a doormat. The chained attacks pound him into the floor in an instant, and panting, the girl hops off. "No matter how big you are." Kasum

Absolution, a complete an utter obliteration at the drop of a hat. Where Freyd waxes the first set, Freya quickly follows suit. A violent tear sees them weakened, without warning or any sense of direction a single sweeping foot tears across all three. The momentum alone sends them reeling before being impaled on the spires, playing the part of pikes. The general didn't seem phased in the slightest to either girl's initial attack, but as he attempts to make due to the crashing wave and her exposure. The girl slides past the blow as if it was a practiced dance, all before he howls out in regret.

"Taking pride in killing your opponent, is a recipe for disaster." Kasumi forebode, knowing full well where that led. She'd experienced something similar first hand, at the hands of Raijin and his dastardly tutelage. Savoring, overpowering a foe always left one seeking more. "It may be healthy to find a better outlet." There was almost a strange mix of pity and training in her voice. That anger that Freya was feeding on would consume her. Pulling tight the ribbon in her hair, she looks to the other two of their group. Mainly her captain, and if attention was paid, her eyes darting toward Freya