Tucked into the shadowy corner of the small tea shop, there a peculiar girl sat. Dressed in a hakama, alterations made to forego pants, that defied any socially cultured expectation of women, this person was the definition of "enigma". If it was not the petite, doll-esque stature that drew attention then it would surely be the straw hat she wore, the brim titled downwards to shield her face from prying eyes... or it could be the foreign scarf wrapped tightly around her neck. Whatever it was, Rin was, perhaps, the most foreign object within this Edo-placed shop..yet it didn't bother her. Crossing her arms over her stomach, the half-oni decided to lower her eyelids, an attempt to block out the constant noise and humming of the patron's auras. How annoying.. mused her thoughts, slowly drawing out a breath.
However, that bliss didn't last long as an assaulting stench hit the Ronin, the owner's slurring confirming her thoughts. Drunk..of course.. how vile. However, the presence left as soon as it came, another following in close pursuit. Gently opening an eyelid, curiosity overtaking her being, Rin observed as a young man, a rather attractive one, came through the door and sitting back down. He must be the one who escorted the brash patron out.. Hooded gaze drifting over him, something made Rin freeze.. the katana. A high class one at that. Eyes narrowing in suspicion, the Oni female began to goes through the list of possible answers on who he was.
Amidst her analyzing, two young men had waltzed up to her seat, both rather ataken back. "Hey." Maybe a samurai? But wheres the crest of his daimyo? "Hey!" Hm..assassin? Wealthy clients perhaps..but why wear your katana in plain sight?" "HEY!" barked the growl of the older of the two, angry lacing each letter. Giving an impatient sigh, Rin finally gave the slightest turn of her head, face still tilted downwards. "Are you deaf or some shit? I said this is our seat! So get the hell up and move!" A slight frown painted it's way onto the Ronin's mouth hearing the vulgar language, awareness of how quiet the shop had become now full front. Finally tilting her face upwards, eyes narrowed with agitation, Rin finally spoke in her eerily soft manner. "How petty..claiming seats as if you were still in elementary."
Both men looked as if they were stuck in headlights, each one speechless and frozen. Quirking an eyebrow in questioning at them, a sinking feeling made it's presence known as the pair shared a knowing look. Even more so when the eldest turned back to her, a playful smirk appearing on his mouth. Frowning even deeper, the oni had to exercise immense self-control to prevent from breaking his arm as he inched closer, his body leaning down towards her and a mischievous twinkle appearing in his mocha eyes."Hm.. y'know, you are pretty cute.. Tell you what, you come back to our place and my friend and I will forget all about your blunder? Alright?"
Disgust flashed within Rin's royal purple orbs as she wordlessly glared up at his expectant face, her repulsion growing. Slipping under his outstretched arms, not even bothering to dignify his demand with a response, Rin absentmindedly yanked the brim over her face. Men..how disgusting. It was then, as she was nearing the front door, that someone had suddenly stopped her. Only giving a slight wince at the iron-tight hold on her wrist, the Ronin's body tensed at the sudden contact."Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?! Walking away from us like that?! Well you aren't leaving that easily, bitch!" fumed his voice, anger and malice lacing every sound. Narrowing her eyes in anger, Rin suddenly spun faster than humanely possible. With her wrist free of his grasp, the doll-sized girl darted forward before grabbing her captor's own wrist,effortlessly flipping him over her body and onto a nearby table.
Satisfied with the ear-splitting crack and groan, the half-oni turned on her heels to observe her handiwork. Reaching forward and grabbing the young man's collar, she jerked his body upwards before hissing out in ice. "Consider yourself lucky that you were only tossed." Letting go of his collar, the girl didn't even give a jump at the sound of his body hitting the broken table.. instead, her gaze wandered to rest on the figure at the head of the cracked wood. The man from earlier.
However, that bliss didn't last long as an assaulting stench hit the Ronin, the owner's slurring confirming her thoughts. Drunk..of course.. how vile. However, the presence left as soon as it came, another following in close pursuit. Gently opening an eyelid, curiosity overtaking her being, Rin observed as a young man, a rather attractive one, came through the door and sitting back down. He must be the one who escorted the brash patron out.. Hooded gaze drifting over him, something made Rin freeze.. the katana. A high class one at that. Eyes narrowing in suspicion, the Oni female began to goes through the list of possible answers on who he was.
Amidst her analyzing, two young men had waltzed up to her seat, both rather ataken back. "Hey." Maybe a samurai? But wheres the crest of his daimyo? "Hey!" Hm..assassin? Wealthy clients perhaps..but why wear your katana in plain sight?" "HEY!" barked the growl of the older of the two, angry lacing each letter. Giving an impatient sigh, Rin finally gave the slightest turn of her head, face still tilted downwards. "Are you deaf or some shit? I said this is our seat! So get the hell up and move!" A slight frown painted it's way onto the Ronin's mouth hearing the vulgar language, awareness of how quiet the shop had become now full front. Finally tilting her face upwards, eyes narrowed with agitation, Rin finally spoke in her eerily soft manner. "How petty..claiming seats as if you were still in elementary."
Both men looked as if they were stuck in headlights, each one speechless and frozen. Quirking an eyebrow in questioning at them, a sinking feeling made it's presence known as the pair shared a knowing look. Even more so when the eldest turned back to her, a playful smirk appearing on his mouth. Frowning even deeper, the oni had to exercise immense self-control to prevent from breaking his arm as he inched closer, his body leaning down towards her and a mischievous twinkle appearing in his mocha eyes."Hm.. y'know, you are pretty cute.. Tell you what, you come back to our place and my friend and I will forget all about your blunder? Alright?"
Disgust flashed within Rin's royal purple orbs as she wordlessly glared up at his expectant face, her repulsion growing. Slipping under his outstretched arms, not even bothering to dignify his demand with a response, Rin absentmindedly yanked the brim over her face. Men..how disgusting. It was then, as she was nearing the front door, that someone had suddenly stopped her. Only giving a slight wince at the iron-tight hold on her wrist, the Ronin's body tensed at the sudden contact."Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?! Walking away from us like that?! Well you aren't leaving that easily, bitch!" fumed his voice, anger and malice lacing every sound. Narrowing her eyes in anger, Rin suddenly spun faster than humanely possible. With her wrist free of his grasp, the doll-sized girl darted forward before grabbing her captor's own wrist,effortlessly flipping him over her body and onto a nearby table.
Satisfied with the ear-splitting crack and groan, the half-oni turned on her heels to observe her handiwork. Reaching forward and grabbing the young man's collar, she jerked his body upwards before hissing out in ice. "Consider yourself lucky that you were only tossed." Letting go of his collar, the girl didn't even give a jump at the sound of his body hitting the broken table.. instead, her gaze wandered to rest on the figure at the head of the cracked wood. The man from earlier.