He drained the wine and devoured his amount of elk steak faster. "Our race was well known for their appetite, but the clan this one was a part of was especially known for their dark arts and Fear..." He spoke, relieving himself of his past. His history.
Tetsuya got up, waiting in the shadow of the building as the sun rose. Shadowstepping will take him there in an instant... But he had to be careful.
Sessamaru chuckled, eating the elk steak. He favoured the elk steak, along with the wine. "This wine... It truly is great..."
Sessamaru stood up, his body languid. "This one is well... It's the people..." He spoke, his snow white face now visible in the sun, his obsidian lips and eyelids visible upon the slated skin. His green eyes shone brightly, pupil-less. He stared at her as he wiped his lips with a red silk hankerchief "This one is alright..."
Tetsuya continued to think. He had millions of reasons to kill Hiei. But, he did promise he would leave Hiei alone... But, if Hiei found him on accident, he would want to kill Tetsuya. He shook his head. "I am still weak..." He spoke, remembering his ailment. He stared at the Village gate, seeing Vincent and Seth clearly, but he heard another voice. Tetsuya shook his head. He would be needed to stop the fight if it got out of hand.
Sessamaru shook his head, his long white hair covering his bone-bleached skin, his green eyes, pupil-less and constantly shining, were closed by his obsidian lids, his black lips parting for every cough. "This one is fine... Just something he inherited from his Father..." Sessamaru answered, keeping his ailments secret. Nothing can cure it... Nothing...
The only fear Tetsuya ever had in his heart were for the people, and for his clan... Even for his leadership in which he feared will lead his people to extinction. Being leader was a game of survival, gambling with the lives of others, making judgements that could destroy them or ascend them within society. Tetsuya ignored Vincent's prompting. "Blind or not, that man will die..." He sat in front of the village's tavern, sitting upon the porch, waiting.
The waitress appeared with the Elk Steaks and wine, along with a pitcher of water and a tray of cups and goblets. "Please, bring your finest noodle," He asked her, giving her a handful of coins. They were beautiful and rich in design, worth more than the money upon this plane of existence. He passed out the elk steak, filling the goblets with wine, and filling the cups with water. "Let's eat..."
"To read more lore and to keep many from dying... This one has a debt to repay... This one seeks redemption..." He whispered. He released a hacking cough, the blood flooding his mask. With a sudden movement, he removed the hood and the mask he wore upon his lower face, releasing more blood upon the ground as he collapsed, coughing a sickening cough. More blood seem to flood the ground.
Leon, behind Katy, tooks a single step. He appeared by Katie as all the traps behind him set off harmless. "Shadowstep... My favourite..." He chuckled under his breath, knowing he left a safe path way for his companions.
Sessamaru chuckled, this game of words becoming amusing. "Please sit with us, this one shall pay for the dinner..." He replied, ignoring the question.
Sickened, Tetsuya began to walk into the village. He stopped and turned his head. "Don't underestimate me, blind one." He mocked, using some truth. "You will die if you cross me... Seth, keep that dog on a chain..." He added, walking all the way into the village.
With feline grace, he walked lightly, careful not to use his weight to trigger any traps. "My work revolves around traps..." He spoke, his eyes, carefully trained, were able to see the traps. This lone rogue was such a mystery, as was his attitude.
Tetsuya resheathed his blades, stepping towards Vincent. "If you ever touch her, even harm her in the most simplest way... I will kill you..." He promised even more coldly, his grim cold leaving behind some gravity to his words.
"Sessamaru of Dhar'khania... Or, so he would say..." Sessamaru replied, his voice strong, but somberness tainting it somewhat.
Ooc: lol, wow, sucks to be you :P
Ooc: lol, Tetsuya doesn't know that, nor will he acknowledge that :P BIC: Tetsuya stood battle ready, the air smelling like withering cherry blossoms. "If you attack, you will lose a leg next." He threatened ever so coldly, his amber coloured eyes having a cold hard gaze to them... If only Vincent saw the very stare he was sending through his hood.
"It was your doing... Blame yourself and repent..." Tetsuya said coldly, his eyes, amber-coloured, were staring at Vincent with a deathly chill through the darkness of his hood. He resheathed his blades, looking at Seth. "I am truly sorry for interfering..."
With an immediate start, Tetsuya came down in a black blur, one dai-katana drawn, holding the blade high, the second blade coming out in rapid succession, the butt of the blade aimed for Vincent's throat. "That is enough!" Edit: Damn x.x Ah well...
Tetsuya relaxed slightly, not daring to move another inch. He watched the scenario with hatred and pity.
