Snippet #1347074

"I'm surprised you're still goin' if its any consolation." Mugen wiped the blood from his mouth, the kick from the baby obviously doing more than he thought it would. "You're stronger than I thought you would be, considering you haven't even tapped into your gifts." Mugen took a heavy breath. "You keep saying that. You think I care what you think of me, baby?" Reaver chuckled and scratched his head. "Don't get me wrong kid, there is a reason you're the Cloud Guardian. But, you just haven't quite understood a tenth of what that means yet, Mugen-Chan." Mugen smirked and clicked his tonfas, a blade on the opposite side of the handle appeared from both weapons. "Now, you are really starting to piss me off." Reaver whistled and clapped. "Nice addition, but it still won't help, Mugie-chan." Mugen's right eye began to twitch and he lifted the tonfas. "Mugie?" Reaver nodded and Mugen smiled widely. A purple tint could be seen around his hands for a split second, and then it vanished. "Now we're getting somewhere, Mugie-chan."

They continued like this for close to another hour, Mugen unrelenting in his attacks and Reaver playfully dodging every single one of them. Mugen was starting to pant heavily, but with each attack he was getting closer to hitting the baby. Mugen Munashii. He can't be trained in a traditional way. Someone like him only learns through battle, the same as all the others. The Cloud Guardian, distant and cold, but always there to help the family in times of need. He has exhibited comprehension of mist as well, not falling for my reflected image. He's improving with each swing, so at least it won't be as useless as I originally thought. Reaver snapped back as Mugen was once again coming at him. Reaver went to dodge when he noticed another presence which caused him to instead kick Mugen once again, this time putting the teen down for the count. Reaver looked down at the ground and saw a mouse carrying an envelope. He took the envelope and patted the mouse on the head, "Domo." With that the mouse left, leaving Reaver to tend to Mugen. He opened the letter and read its contents, destroying it immediately afterward. He looked at Mugen and shrugged. "He should be fine here while I get his travel things."

Reaver returned twenty minutes later, carrying the suitcase over his shoulder with the blade of his wakizashi supporting it. He looked around and did not see Mugen. "Mugie-chan?" He ducked forward as a tonfa came over his head, Mugen rolling out in front of him. "Ready for round two, baby?" Reaver chuckled. "Only if you are able to catch me." With that Reaver took off down the street, Mugen giving chase. Looks like I will have to keep him busy until morning. . . its going to be a long night.