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Hmm. She had been granted permission to enter this land, for one thing. Brushing her purple bangs out of her hair, she hoped this meeting went well. She was to meet that off kilter woman, and hope they could be friends. Nothing wrong with that plan, right? But for now she awaited. Awaited for her guest to arrive. Word of an alliance salted the air. Why? No one knew. And would she accept it? Maybe. But anyone who really knew Yaku, knew not to sign their entire name...

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  • Hmm. She had been granted permission to enter this land, for one thing. Brushing her purple bangs out of her hair, she hoped this meeting went well. She was to meet that off kilter woman, and hope they could be friends. Nothing wrong with that plan, right? But for now she awaited. Awaited for her guest to arrive. Word of an alliance salted the air. Why? No one knew. And would she accept it? Maybe. But anyone who really knew Yaku, knew not to sign their entire name...
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  • Hmm. She had been granted permission to enter this land, for one thing. Brushing her purple bangs out of her hair, she hoped this meeting went well. She was to meet that off kilter woman, and hope they could be friends. Nothing wrong with that plan, right? The thing was, she wanted to meet this fellow researcher, scientist, whatever. The prospect in this, the knowledge it could hold, made her demand Kinpa send her alone to meet this old woman. The good it could do was unimaginable to Seimei. Her purple eyes seemed to glow with intensity. As she walked towards Tanigakure, across the land's many plains, she knew this was the right choice. In short, she couldn't wait to meet the Calamity Trigger. The Mistress of Darkness sat on a chair raised slightly above a strange machine with unreadable symbols. Surrounding her were cylinders filled with unique solutions and masses of flesh. Her dark hair nearly graced the floor, and waved elegantly behind her. Absolute beauty covered Yakunan's inner evil. Not a man in all her years of life could deny her, not that she wanted them. All but a boy, a child in her eyes, saw past her charm. And so she followed him like a moth to light. In hopes that her home would reach an unforeseen level of power, bringing her higher with it. But for now she awaited. Awaited for her guest to arrive. Word of an alliance salted the air. Why? No one knew. And would she accept it? Maybe. But anyone who really knew Yaku, knew not to sign their entire name... Seimei found the gates to Tanigakure, adjusting her glasses. Looking up towards two village guards, she asked entrance to the village. They complied, giving her a guide. The guide lead Seimei straight to her destination, with the the woman who'd lived over a century. She ran her hand across her spear, jittery at the thought that her time had come. When the guide reached the door, she stared on in anticipation.
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