[F11-PP] This little piggy...

[Kasumi 0]

The sounds of rattling above, while Kasumi looked at other participants with a little uncomfortable stares. Eventually, the boy returns and presents her a pair of outstretched hands. A tiny little patterned piglet wearing a ribbon in green and red. Glancing down at the tiny thing held aloft by Koga, sharing blinks as each tried to process what was going on. "He's adorable." her face after a moment of comprehension shifts into bewilderment. "May I?" she slinks her hands forward, seeing to the creature's response to her smell. The beast sniffs heavily at the girl's wrist, milling in the smell of flowers, before he starts to nibble on her sleeve. A pair of glossed eyes look up at Koga, with a heartfelt grin. "I think he may be hungry." Noticing when she lifts her arm, the thing lifts a bit like tug o war. Scooping the piglet out of the guy's hand, given she wasn't going too far with him still attached. "I didn't bring a lot, uh..." Scanning the room and getting the feeling of being watched. "Should I go buy something?"

Kasumi | HP: 800/800 | EN: 118/118 | DMG: 23 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 4 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40

Spoiler

Kasumi, The Blossom
Level: 32
Paragon Level: 41
HP: 800/800
EN: 118/118

Stats:
Damage: 23
Mitigation: 20
Evasion: 4
Accuracy: 4
Loot Dice: 1
KEEN: 1
P.V.O
PHASE
STK: 40

Equipped Gear:
Weapon: Mugen Tenshin Perversion - Citadel [T4/Demonic/Handwraps] Phase, Keen 1, Paralytic Venom 1, Static 1
Armor: White Red-trimmed Gee [T1/Perfect/Cloth Armor] (3 Evasion)
Misc: Mugen Tenshin Decree [T1/Perfect/Trinket] (3 Accuracy)

Skills:
Martial Arts R5
Cloth Armor R5
Charge
Energist
Extended Weight Limit

Active Mods:
Blindside
Vanish
Athletics
Surprise Attack (Trickster)
Untraceable

Addons:
Ferocity
Stamina
Nimble
Precision

Active Extra Skills:
Hiding R5
Parry
Concentration
Brawler

Battle Ready Inventory:
Teleport Crystal x1
Crystal of Divine Light [201986c] x1

Housing Buffs:
Well Rested: -1 energy cost for the first three expenditures of each combat
Squeaky Clean: The first time you would suffer DoT damage in a thread, reduce damage taken from DoT each turn by 25% (rounded down)
Hard Working: +2 EXP per crafting attempt and +1 crafting attempt per day
Filling: Increase the effectiveness of a single food item consumed in a thread by +1 T1 slot.
Item Stash: +1 Battle Ready Inventory Slot
Delicious: Turn 3 identical food items (same quality, tier, & enhancements) into a Feast. A Feast contains 6 portions of the food items sacrificed.
Relaxed: Increases out of combat HP regen by (5 * Tier HP) and decreases full energy regen to 2 Out of Combat Posts.
Col Stash: +5% bonus col from monster kills and treasure chests
Angler: +1 material gained when fishing
Advanced Training: +10% Exp to a thread. Limit one use per month [0/1]

Guild Hall Buffs:
Lucrative: Reduce LD needed for Salvage by 5 (10+ for Alchemist crystals, 6+ for everything else). +2 EXP per craft. Rank 9 crafters receive +1 crafting attempt per day. Rank 10 crafters receive +2 crafting attempts per day.
Col Deposit: +5% bonus col from last-hit monster kills and +10% bonus col from treasure chests.

 

[Koga 0]

k o g a the elder wolf Spoiler notes: none Koga Lvl 32/47 | HP: 860 | EN: 120 | DMG: 23 | EVA: 2 | MIT: 30 | ACC: 5 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | BLT: 32/20 | FALN: 8 | REC: 4 | B.HEALING: 47/94 equipped battle-ready inventory T4 Demonic Katana <<Tsuki no Hikari>> [ CRSED // BRN I // BLT I // FALN I ] T4 Perfect Light Armor <<Twilight Coat>> [ EVA II // REC I ] T1 Perfect Trinket <<Kashira Cable - Wolf>> [ ACC III ] none skills Spoiler | UTILITY Gathering: Fishing I | Successfully forage for materials on a LD 14+ | 0/49 EXP  Searching III | +1 LD per rank. +1 to Stealth Detection per rank. | 14 SP Night Vision | Ignores any penalties from low light or darkness. Negates the bonus Stealth Rating from low light or darkness. | 3 SP | COMBAT Combat Shift: Single Target | For the following Sword Arts, +3 to multipliers and +2 to EN cost; ST-I, ST-II, ST-B. No other Shifts may be taken. | 10 SP Mastery: Damage III | Gain 1 * Tier Damage per rank | 13 SP Battle Healing V | Recover 5% (rounded down) of your maximum HP at the start of your turn | 30 SP Emergency Recovery | When non-fatal damage would leave you with 25% or less of your maximum HP, recover 10% of your maximum HP after the attack resolves. Effect cannot occur more than once per thread.  When activated if the player has lower than 10 energy remaining, simply reduce the player's energy to 0. | 6 SP EN Cost: 10 Energist | Increase Base Energy by 5 * Tier | 8 SP Charge | Perform a single attack/Sword Art with +5 base damage. Charge attacks have a -1 Accuracy debuff and cannot be affected by any auto-hit effects. | 10 SP Cooldown: 3 Posts | WEAPON Katana V | +7 DMG when equipped with a Katana | 30 SP Stamina | Reduces the energy of all Katana attacks by 2 EN | 4 SP Precision | Gain +1 ACC. | 2 SP Ferocity | +2 DMG when using Katana Sword Arts | 4 SP | ARMOR Light Armor V | +30 MIT when equipped with Light Armor, -2 Stealth | 30 SP Meticulous | +1 DMG when equipped with Light Armor | 4 SP Resolve | +1 ACC and +10 * Tier HP when equipped with Light Armor | 6 SP | EXTRAS Familiar Master: Rending | You and your familiar attack in tandem, applying Rend [7*tier unmitigatable damage] to the target that lasts for two turns. | 10 SP Cooldown: 5 Turns Survival | Increases Healing effects received from all sources by 10%. Grants immunity to all damage dealing environmental attacks/effects. | 0 SP Parry | Apply the energy cost upon proc, not activation. Reduces the final damage of the next successful attack against you by 50% (rounded down) and negates stun/paralysis effects of that attack. If hit by multiple attacks, only apply parry to the first attack against you. Parry lasts for three turns. Cooldown starts when the player activates the Skill. If the player is hit when using Parry, the cooldown is reset to 3 turns. | 10 SP 9 EN, Cooldown: 3 Turns Vengeful Riposte | A successful Parry also returns 50% (rounded down) of the raw damage that would be dealt to you back to your opponent. The reflected damage can be mitigated by the opponent. | 6 SP Cooldown: 4 Turns Justified Riposte | A successful Parry also stuns the target for 1 turn. | 5 SP Cooldown: 4 Turns buffs Spoiler | PARAGON REWARDS Lv. 5 | Earn Col equivalent to 15% of player’s EXP earned in thread. Lv. 10 | +1 LD to Looting | BUFFS <<Well Rested>> | -1 energy cost for the first three expenditures of each combat. <<Squeaky Clean>> | The first time you would suffer DoT damage in a thread, reduce damage taken from DoT each turn by 25% (rounded down). <<Filling>> | Increase the effectiveness of a single food item consumed in a thread by +1 T1 slot. <<Item Stash>> | +1 Battle Ready Inventory Slot <<Tasty>> | Turn 2 identical food items (same quality, tier, & enhancements) into a Lesser Feast. A Lesser Feast contains 4 portions of the food items sacrificed. Lesser Feasts created this way cannot be used outside of the thread they are created. Limit 1 item created per thread. <<Relaxed>> | Increases out of combat HP regen by (5 * Tier HP) and decreases full energy regen to 2 Out of Combat Posts. <<Multipurpose>> | Gain +1 to LD, Stealth Rating, Stealth Detection, or Prosperity to one post in a thread. Can be applied after a roll.

Letting go of a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, Koga's face slowly lit up into a soft smile. All the pent up nervousness he'd felt seemed to melt away as the woman reached out towards the tiny boar, who immediately began to nibble on her sleeve, drawing out a quiet chuckle from Koga. "Yeah, he might be. He likes milk. I think," the man said as Bacon pulled back against Kasumi. "Oh, you don't have to go anywhere, I got some here. Uhm, go ahead and find a seat, I'll be right over." Gently handing Bacon to Kasumi, Koga went to his kitchen and to what passed as a fridge in Aincrad, an oversized box of ice in a pullout drawer, and procured a glass bottle of milk.

He went over to Kasumi a few moments later with a small dish and the bottle in hand. "He seems to like this stuff well enough," Koga said as he opened the bottle and began to poor some of the liquid into the dish. "Doesn't complain about it like Okami does, at least."

Edited March 17, 2022 by Koga

[Kasumi 0]

The girl glances down at her white sweater, and the mention of milk suddenly made a lot of sense. "Alright, thank you." Kasumi's attention was almost wholeheartedly drawn to the piglet, trying to process the gravity of such a gift. I just gave him chopsticks, Is that lame? I mean, it's practical, but it isn't a whole pet. As the guy disappeared into his own kitchen, she found a seat next to Gaius who was asleep on the dudes couch now. A gentle graze of Bacon's peach fuzz, a bit warm as he tugged, trying to decipher why the milk was solid. The moment that gentle giant would return with almost a soy sauce saucer with milk, the tiny cheetah patterned boar sniffles with a pause. Suddenly he releases, dancing on the girl's thigh with a bit of fumble. *plunk* nose in, and it starts to bubble out the sides, a few droplets finding the floor. "I uh, where did you find him at?" Kasumi asks, looking past them, playing connect the pig with the platter. She of course keeping the boar stable, so he doesn't find a smoother part of her leg and yeet.

[Koga 0]

Without enough room on the couch to sit beside Kasumi (thanks Gaius), Koga elected to sit in the recliner next to the couch as Bacon buried his face in his tasty milk, quick to make a mess of...well, everything. "Down on Floor One," Koga answered her, thinking back to the few weeks earlier when he'd stumbled upon the miniature boar. "NIGHT and I were helping out a couple of new players, and there wasn't really much to do, so I just kinda started to play around with him." The man reached out and gently rubbed the top of the boar's head with his index finger. "He was hostile at first, obviously," he went on with a chuckle, "but it's not like he could actually hurt me so I just kinda made a game around trying to dodge him, last minute. Guess he found it fun, 'cause by the time we actually left he was friendly." The man leaned back in his chair as people slowly began to filter out, waving good-bye as they exited. "I dunno, I just thought you might like him. It seemed like you could use some company over at your place too, so...yeah."

[Kasumi 0]

Watching on as Bacon did a fair job slathering itself in milk, proving he was nothing more then a little oinker. The snorting and rattling ended with what looked like a white colored crime scene. "Floor One, Oh right. Forgot we fought so many boars. First Lessons was it?" The girl dejected as she shoved an index finger into her chin, trying to draw attention away from her lame gift. She'd have to set things better with a better idea. "That is a very patient thing to do, Koga. Its admirable, most people wouldn't put up with the risk." Kasumi acknowledged the boys practice in restraint. A rattle as the platter began to roll across the floor like wheel, slowly crawling off underneath a nearby chair before it starts to wobble to stop.

*burp*

The tiny body lets it rip, before it immediately follows...

*ZZZ*

the loudest version of slumber, like a bear it was about as peaceful as construction in a residential area. "I'm gonna... go clean up." Kasumi remarks setting the porklet down, finding herself caught in the blast and now strewn with milk that threatened to make her sweater transparent.

 

[Koga 0]

"First Lessons was it?" Kasumi mused, a finger against her chin as Koga nodded. "That's the usual culprit, yup," the man confirmed, finally sinking deep into his chair with what could only be described as a great and welcome relief as the burden of entertaining was lifted from his shoulders.

The sound of porcelain miraculously not shattering on the hardwood floors drew his eyes to watch the offending platter roll almost comically on it's thin edge all the way to the dining room, beneath a chair and under the table before it took it's sweet time coming to a noisy stop. "Not really. The little  guy couldn't do more than chip damage if he tried," Koga replied carelessly. And he'd had all the time in the world anyways. Patience didn't play a part. But nonetheless, the little boar had seemed like a more fitting gift than anything else Koga could've come up with.

Of course, the loud burp and immediate snoring (seriously how did such a tiny thing make so much noise?) almost made Koga reconsider how good of a gift he was. Not to mention the-

Oh.

Oh.

Preferring more rugged clothing, the mess that Bacon had made mostly just darkened Koga's pants and shirt and with dark splotches. But Kasumi, who'd opted for a comfy looking white sweater...

"I'm gonna... go clean up," Kasumi said, having thankfully not seemed to notice the wide-eyed look (of shock, more than anything else) Koga cast her way, and set the sleeping Bacon down on the table.

"Uh, y-yeah, sure, sure." Koga abruptly stood as if to show Kasumi to wear she could clean herself up, although the actual efficacy of that... "Bathroom's right there, or you can use my bath if you need it," Koga said, pointing first to the door beneath the stairs, and then up them and slightly to the right. "Uhm, I could get you a shirt or a jacket or something outta my closet? I think something in there oughtta fit ya?" And possibly save them both from embarrassment.

@Kasumi

[Kasumi 0]

The girl wanders about a bit aimless, leaning down and picking the platter that was now face down on the wooden floor. "Over here?" the girl asks as she offers the dish to the dining room table. Opening the wrong closet sees a broom handle rush out to attack her. A few swift movements with her hands and feet sees it stopped, turned and gently offered back in without much as a peep. "Wrong one..." she mumbles, before she locates the first. Inside she clambers onto the white tile, those boots squeaking a bit as the snow still offers some moisture. Like sneakers on a gym floor. The girl catches herself in the mirror, and instead of cleaning up the first thing she does is ruffles her bangs.

Pushing her open hand against her mouth, she breathes twice and sniffs. Good...Its... What am I doing?

"You can use my bath...." she hears muffled through the doorframe. She blinks twice, as the thought of being naked in Koga's house threatens to mortally wound her. "OH, UH THATS OK." she shrieks in self defense. Grabbing a nearby towel she begins to parse herself in the mirror as she drags the thing against herself attempting to soak up the damage. This is where it clicks, and she is mortified. The faint black outline, like a lance straight through the heart. Damn it Simmone, he probably saw... 

Scanning around carefully, her eyes set on a toothbrush sitting in a cup on the side of the sink and she sticks there like glue. Fixated, its as if brain empty. Thoughts race through her noggin: That must be his toothbrush...That was in his... A quivering hand outstretched, as if it was under duress and yet the darkest ideas seemed to be fueling it. "I could get you a shirt or a jacket" breaks her train of desire and snaps her back to reality. "Yes, please. Anything will do." she mumbles through the door, taking another glance back at it. Kasumi, get a hold of yourself. 

*Slap

she smacks her face with both hands, and uses the towel as a breast shield. Holding up like a tarp, she braves the outside.

[Koga 0]

"Not that-" Before Koga could finish the sentence, Kasumi had opened the storage closet, the broom someone had haphazardly thrust back into it whilst helping clean up the mess that had been the Christmas party viciously attacking her as it was freed from its cage. It tilted forward slowly and almost tapped the girl on her head. The audacity. Thankfully Kasumi managed to show it who was boss with a inelegant storm of  hands and feet before handing back to its owner sheepishly. Koga took the broom back silently, completely unsure of how to react. "Uh, that one," Koga finally settled on, pointing to the guest bathroom with the broom handle.

It wasn't long after Koga had put the broom back in the closet and the dish in the sink that he heard Kasumi, quite loudly and clearly, shout that she did not need a bath through the door. Maybe she finally saw the state of her dress, Koga thought, faint heat rushing up to his ears. Had she been wearing... The poor man had tried so hard not to look, keeping his eyes affixed to the redhead's face, but as with any young man, his eyes may have slipped a little too low on occasion. And what little he saw seemed far more daring than what he'd have expected from Kasumi.

Koga did his best to shake the imagery he'd conquered from his mind. Still, he was willing to admit he felt a bit bad. Forget what he felt or saw or didn't see, knowing Kasumi, she'd be remembering this not too fondly for...ever?

"Yes, please. Anything will do," Kasumi answered Koga's question. Instead of heading  immediately upstairs though, Koga knelt down in front of the sleeping piglet and pointed an accusatory finger at it. "You were supposed to make her happy, not embarrass her," Koga whisper-shouted at the pig, who opened one eye and closed it again. 'I'll do what I want,' it seemed to say. Okami, who had been sleeping next to the couch huffed his amusement. What else did Koga expect at this point?

It was only a quick jaunt upstairs, but actually finding something that might fit Kasumi's well-endowed figure proved to take quite a bit longer than anticipated. For one, things like oversized hoodies weren't exactly common in Aincrad, so that bygone era of an easy choice wasn't available. And on top of that, Koga wasn't much taller than the woman, and certainly with less going on in the chest area. And most of his shirts, while not form-fitting on him, were not exactly loose either, and would certain be straining themselves on Kasumi.

The best thing that Koga was able to find a dress shirt he kept for special occasions. This counted, he supposed, though not as he'd anticipated. One could only hope that Kasumi wouldn't have a heart attack.

"Welp, fuck it, it'll have to do," Koga muttered to himself, before heading downstairs. "Found something, hopefully it'll-" Kasumi stood at the foot of the staircase, holding a meager hand towel against her chest, doing her utmost to preserve whatever modesty she had. Koga, to his credit, made it a point to turn his head to the side and look up at  a corner of the ceiling, thrusting the white button-up towards the woman. "H-here...Best I could do..."

@Kasumi

[Kasumi 0]

With a clamber the girl quickly grabs the button up and the bathroom door closes pretty abruptly. From inside, the grumble can be heard through the doorway. "Th-hank you." she murmurs out as she fights back the flushed and frazzled burning in her face. Sheepishly she looks around the bathroom, weighing the possibility of just starting a new life inside given she'd just committed social suicide. A deep breath before a sharp exhale. "Ok..." Kasumi reassures herself, taking toward the mirror and looking at her own appearance. Sure enough, the sweater wasn't doing her ANY favors in modesty. The girl clutches her face with both hands and starts to rub feverishly. Again a deep breath as the little voices in her head fought it out.

I've got to change

.....In Koga's house

I've got to change!

.....In his bathroom

The burning returned, and before she lost the courage she quickly rips her shirt off and catches a bit of a nearby shower curtain. A rattle as if she was in a rigorous battle, but she does manage to get the thing off. The chill runs up her spine, as the bathroom air felt so much colder. "Damn it Simmone!" The girl squeals more audibly then she realizes.

*click*

It would just show through the white shirt otherwise, and it was already wet. Kasumi contemplating killing the woman for a split second. Like actually killing her.

*click*

Kasumi couldn't help but feel so overwhelmingly embarrassed, but this was her only real option. At least she had a chance this way

*click*

That bit of scanty attempt at maturity falls loose, simply bolstering how cold this room felt. Abruptly slinking the white cotton over her torso, Kasumi weighs her appearance in the mirror. "Its not...that bad." The girl lies to herself, still crab in a pot red. Where as in reality it looked like she was the worlds worst fruit thief. Slinking out the door, she cant help but play with her hair just as a form of reassurance. "Its a little tight...but It should work ok." she mumbles out trying to tug at the bottom and cover her midsection. The added pressure offers the worst result imaginable, as that poor button mid mass critically fails

BD: 1

What follows is this soft whizzing sound as a leftover cup explodes into shrapnel, Okami's ears perk up, and Bacon snorts. All before that little blinding disk of white, looking like a bullet finds Koga at surprising force.

[Koga 0]

A quick swish and suddenly the sound of a door slamming shut echoed through the house. Koga looked back at where Kasumi had been standing only a moment earlier, and then to his outstretched hand, now notable shirt-free. Damn, that girl was fast. "Don't worry about it," Koga said through the door, pausing just outside it to consider asking if she needed anything else. The sounds of swearing and rattling shower curtains brought that line of thinking to an abrupt halt. Best not poke the bear right now.

Instead Koga opted to go back to the kitchen, quickly washing and rinsing the dish that had served as Bacon's birdbath before placing it into the drying rack. Idleness wasn't going to help anyone at this point. Least of all them. Of course, that didn't really stop Koga's mind from running off on it's own anyways. Why did Kasumi make him feel so...nervous? Anxious? Whatever the right word was. He'd dated before, both in-game, out of game. None of this was exactly new to him, and yet...Koga glanced at the still closed bathroom door which had thankfully fallen silent since he'd turned the sink on. She did something to him that Koga couldn't describe. He wasn't sure if that should make him afraid or glad, or what. Just that it did.

Of course, what Kasumi walking out in his shirt did to him was an entirely different topic. "Its not...that bad," Kasumi said. Koga was inclined to agree. Putting aside the fact that it was comically tight on the woman, buttons threatening to snap, a hint of skin showing below the hem only bringing further attention to the fact that it was most  certainly not cut fit someone of Kasumi's figure, there was something about her standing nervously in his living room in his shirt that set the boy's blood aflame.

That lasted for all of two seconds though before a quiet snapping sound was following by a whizzing through the air. Koga's eyes tried to follow the rogue projectile as it bounced around the room, shattering a glassing, knocking over chair, until-

THWACK!

The all-too loud noise ended with Koga sprawled spread eagle on the floor, a sharp pain in his left eye, which was unable to open itself. The button, which had flown high into the air, descended and bounced off the boy's forehead. "Ow..."

Koga mad a serious consideration in that moment. Maybe it was  just better to stay here on his kitchen floor and die. The night was a complete an total wash. The party had been a disaster. Bacon had gone from the most precious of gifts to a demon-pig. Kasumi was even more embarrassed than usual, and now even his own shirt had turned against him. The gods had cursed him. Or maybe whatever budding relationship the pair had was fated to failure.

Death didn't seem so bad in comparison.

Oh, who was Koga kidding,  fuck gods, fate, and pretty much everything else that pissed him off.

He might not've been able to muster the strength or dignity  to get over being felled by a button, but at least he could speak. "I think you spoke too soon..." he said, lifting his head slightly off the floor to look at Kasumi before letting it fall back to the ground with a thunk, and put a hand to his swollen-shut eye. The slight pressure did that peculiar thing where it both sharpened and relieved the pain at the same time.

@Kasumi

Edited August 6 by Koga

[Kasumi 0]

A shriek in pure dismay, a muddied potion of embarrassment and horror. Her eyes clamber to clasp the newly formed opening on her chest as she hovered over the boy. Her hair oozing off her shoulders and dangling above his face. "Are you ok?" she murmurs in the most mouse like volume, her face on fire with shame. "I...I didn't mean..." she drops in an incoherent sentence as she'd scan his head carefully and offering a sharp sigh of relief as she could clearly see he still had both eyes and no missing teeth. "Hold on, let me..." She'd raise to the flat of her feet, and slide toward the kitchen. Koga would get an eyeful of something much more pleasant given his perspective as she starts scouring through the cupboards for a rag or something. Evidently she finds a white cloth and wets it down in the sink before ushering back to his side.

Pressing the cold spot to his face, she struggles to keep the poor strained clothing together as she poses the question "Where does it hurt?" slinking near his side and tapping gently. In the kitchen a number of cupboards hang open, as a destroyed cup continues to allow something inside to trickle down a nearby table. That button did some serious damage.

Koga's Perspective, Possible content warning but shouldn't be R rated.

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[Koga 0]

"Are you ok?"

The small voice heralded the appearance oh Kasumi hanging her head over Koga's, a hand tightly gripping the shirt she wore in the front in a near-futile effort to retain her modesty. "I'm fine," Koga reassured the girl with a half-hearted smile, letting his hand fall away from his face to reveal the already swelled shut eye. Fine was subjective in this case.

As Kasumi stood, moving towards the kitchen, Koga sat up from his prone position, propping himself up on an arm as his eyes followed the girl to-

Well, whatever modesty Kasumi was trying to retain by holding the shirt together was scoured completely by the view the boy was afforded as Kasumi walked away from him, and then rummaged through his kitchen cabinets. Koga debated whether or not he should look away, for her sake, but she'd also willingly walked like that...The uncertainty ultimately lead to Koga's eyes following her anyways as he tried to decide, before nervously flickering away as she came near again.

"Eh, it'll heal soon," Koga replied in a non-answer that would only really hold true if Cardinal deemed it so. Nonetheless, Koga took the makeshift cold press from Kasumi, their fingers brushing over each other as he did so, to free her hand to help the other keep the shirt from exploding further.

His house was a wreck, Koga noted as he looked around. Shattered cups, that chair needed its back replacing now, the cupboards had all sprung open. Bacon, somehow, had managed to sleep through all of it, and came through completely unscathed.

Koga began to snicker. And that snicker soon became a full-hearty laugh. Because, sometimes, when things went so horribly awry, what else was there to do but find the humor in it? C'est la vie. "Holy shit, we need to find that button," he said, turning to look at Kasumi in the eye, "we should just throw that thing at the boss next raid."

@Kasumi

[Kasumi 0]

A smile as the boy seemed completely ok, yet a part of his face was a little puffy it wouldn't take long before a tick or two would repair his damaged eye. "I'm glad." She offers with a compassionate smile, as her skin burned at the point where their hands had linked. She was painfully aware of where it occurred and almost selfishly coveted suction cupping on there like a adhesive. "I know!" she squirreled and the slapping of bare feet on the kitchen floor would show her standing and scampering into it. Somewhere among all this kerfuffle she'd long forgotten her currently worn attire. The cherry blossom girl starts to click open cabinets and sets herself on a pot and pan, and starts to linger into a bag she'd brought with her.

A couple vials of glass filled with colorful petals, one with pink and the other with a much darker purple. Cherry Blossom and Nightshade. The duality would be obtuse but some would be aware of the significance. The point being, these dull the senses. The clapping of naked feet on the tile is drowned out by the sound of a sink, matched with a sudden sharp snort and a huff. Ookami's ears perk again, as a tiny pig ungracefully flops off of a sofa and ends up sniffing Koga's face. The dude was at his level, and his hair was looking quite a bit like grass. The burners to an oven pop on, causing the soft hiss.

*thunk*

a vial popped open, Kasumi takes but two petals and drops them into the pot. A flash of pink light as they seem to dissolve, coloring the water within the faintest shade of pink. The smell was almost immediately pungent. This is the point where a hand would pop back into Koga's view, waving Bacon back before a sudden jerk with a surprising amount of strength would catch the man most certainly by surprise. By the collar of his clothing, Kasumi was stronger then she looked. "Take a whiff." She gestured toward the pot, hoping the dulling would help with the swelling. "Also do you have any rice?" she starts taking a little more of a 'oops I fucked up time to fix it with my homemaker skills.' mentality with her shirt becoming a little less solid. 

Spoiler

 

[Koga 0]

Damn that smile.

Sometimes, somethings were just a little too bright and you had to look away. And so Koga looked away again, his eyes finding the floor as he smiled sheepishly. "Thanks," he said, secretly hoping he sounded a little more confident than he actually felt.

A sudden flurry of movement had Kasumi up and prowling around the kitchen again, pulling out a copper pot and pan from one cupboard, worn with use. A quirked brow and tilted head followed her around as Koga watched with a hint of confusion up until the girl rummaged through her bags to pull out a few vials. While it was difficult to make out their exact contents, knowing Kasumi, they were flowers of some sort. And the colors, a pastel pink and lush violet. Koga wasn't as well versed in horticulture, but he only knew of two flowers with those colors. Cherry blossoms, and nightshade. One of those he knew was deathly poisonous.

'Is she going to kill me now that I've seen her like that?'

The thought lingered long enough for Koga to almost miss Bacon somehow having clambered onto his chest and sniff at the man's face. "H-hey, quit it," the boy frowned at the pig before a delicate hand waved the pig away and a not so delicate upward force cut off his airways via his shirt. The man audibly gagged and coughed as Kasumi got him onto his feet, fixed his collar, and guided him towards the pot, now on the stove and filled with a pink liquid. "Uh, o-okay?" the man said, still unsure of what was going on and whether or not he was about to be killed via poison.

Nonetheless, the boy bent over the pot, and inhaled the steam, trusting Kasumi and her expertise. The first whiff did nothing, save fill his nostrils with a rather pleasant, if strong scent. They second began to lessen the pain, and by the third it had faded into only a dull ache.

"Huh?" Koga looked back at Kasumi as she asked about...rice? "Oh, yeah, lemme grab it for you," he said, moving towards a cabinet, hardly having noticed the now near transparent shirt she wore. "What is that stuff you just made me smell?" he asked curiously as he opened (well, opened the rest of the way) a cabinet and reached into grab a burlap sack, heavy with grain. He turned with it in hand, as if expecting some direction from the girl. "My face doesn't seem to hurt as much." Or maybe that was the system slowly starting to heal him?

@Kasumi

[Kasumi 0]

Stirring the copper pot as she sought out another one much smaller, she'd begin to fill it with water not even aware that the seam where her 'charisma' was contained was parted revealing the upper half of her cleavage right readily. The mental focus was on correcting violent button assault, not modesty which god forbid that was left in a bathroom about 15 minutes ago. Now she was on damage control, and was completely frazzled. "Oh, its Cherry Blossom distilled in oil and dried. It ups the scent. Should...Soften...." Kasumi sneezes, before rubbing an index under nose. You'd think this would be the point she would realize she was cold for some reason, given the fact that it was cold enough to snow outside but nope.

"Soften the senses, at least until your healing kicks in. Sorry." finding a disposable napkin and wiping her nose. "I dunno what I'm doing." The girl smiled but it was weak, finally coming clean with the guy as she added rice into the pot. "I... thank you for Bacon. I didn't mean to poke your eye out." Eyes locked on the pot because she was frankly just too embarrassed to look at him directly. "Maybe curry?" Her mind snaps to the next subject, trying to avoid the horrible facts. "I want this to be.... what I mean is.... Damn it Simmone!"

Its here it dawns on her as a tiny pig licks her foot and makes her look down. A sudden jerk sees her turn bright and horribly red as she looked to the guy, cupping hands in front of the important bits. You could swear you could see steam that mirrored the pot coming out of her ears.

Yep broken....

[Koga 0]

"Oh, its Cherry Blossom distilled in oil and dried," Kasumi said as Koga turned back to the aromatic mixture and took another whiff, this time out of curiosity.  "It ups the scent. Should...Soften...." She sneezed.
"Bless you."
"Soften the senses, at least until your healing kicks in. Sorry."

Koga turned as Kasumi finished rubbing her nose, and, for some reason apologized. She'd done that before, when he'd taken care of her while she was sick at her home too, he remembered as he leaned back against the counter again. "I dunno what I'm doing." His head quirked to the side again, and Kasumi went on speaking, preparing the rice to cook as she did so. Confusion riddled the boy's face as he tried to put together just what she was apologizing for, and what exactly it was she thought she was supposed to be doing. Some burden of expectation that Koga didn't understand, or maybe something else entirely. He said nothing as he pondered the question, or when Kasumi suggested curry, or when she cursed 'Simmone,' whoever that was.

Who knew if it was a blessing or a curse, but Bacon, because of course it was the little troublemaker, licked Kasumi's foot and shook her out of whatever emotion she was grappling with in her mind and threw her into a completely different one to wrestle with. Seemingly suddenly aware of her exposure, she whirled around to face Koga, who's own eyes went wide with surprise, as she tried to cover herself in some desperate bid to recover her sense of modesty. Was that her, or the pot that was whistling with steam.

Koga pushed himself up from the counter and stepped towards Kasumi, apparently unfazed by her state of near undress, and placed one hand on her shoulder, the other over the hand desperately trying to hold her shirt together. Instead of trying to take advantage of the situation, or pull her hand way or something to that effect, Koga leaned forward and pressed his lips to her forehead. "It's alright, Kasumi. I should be the one saying 'thank you' anyways," he said, with a soft smile as he pulled back. "I thought this night was gonna end in a wreck. I wanted to host a party for everyone who'd been fighting hard just to stay alive, and that turned into a huge mess. I was pretty damn sure that Bacon had turned into a demon child," Koga nudged the little pig away with his foot before it could lick Kasumi again, "and was gonna be more of a bother than a gift. But its been a good night. You gave me a wonderful gift, and I've really enjoyed spending time with you," he assured her, before being unable to resist some gentle teasing. "Even if you nearly took my eye out and forced me to swap from Ronin to Swashbuckler," he joked, rolling his one good eye. Oh, but the other one wasn't as swollen as much. That was a good sign.

@Kasumi

[Kasumi 0]

Thread Closure:
Kasumi | [Word Count: 5367/10 = 536.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 3006 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 450 col
Koga | [Word Count: 5367/10 = 536.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 3006 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 450 col

Final Rewards:
Kasumi | 3006 EXP

Koga | 3006 EXP, 900 Col