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Roth M Ushiro

A teenage ronin out to make a name for himself.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Nemo

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((Made for the soul purpose of kicking Moonscar's ass. I'll upload the bio later.))

Master of Araki Mujinsai Ryu and Jinketsu Ryu. Uses a tempered impervium blade. Quite the stud.


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Roth M Ushiro sat at one of the stools along the bar, his jacket drawn tightly across his shoulders as he warmed his face over a bowl of steaming miso soup. It was a particularly cold night as far as spring-time Wing City went, and Roth had been reluctantly drawn into Gambit's with the alluring promises of warm food and cheap bunking. While the prices at the infamous bar were always good, the chaotic drama and nearly-daily supernatural occurrences were enough to turn even the most desperate mendicant away on even the coldest night. As Roth ate, his sword lay stretched out before him on the counter. He sipped at his soup with one hand... the other protectively placed over the tsuba of his katana.

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Roth M Ushiro was halfway done slurping down a particularly tasty mushroom when he noticed Naoki from across the bar. The ronin froze immediately, his face paling for a brief moment... before dissolving into a warm, humorous expression of amused curiosity.

"Well whad'ya know," he grinned mischievously, "never thought I'd see you again." The ronin's grip tightened on his tsuba. He slowly set down his soup, his eyes roaming over Naoki's rain-soaked appearance as he quickly discerned any immediate threats. His vision lingered lustfully over her gorgeous katana, admiring the simple black saya as if it were a bar of gold.

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"It's Roth," the ronin rolled his eyes, "and it's nice to see you again too, Naoki." The girl didn't speak very good English, but she was by far one of the best swordsmen that Roth had ever had the pleasure of facing.

"I -owe- you still, is that right?" Roth laughed, pulling another pair of chopsticks out of a nearby glass and parrying Naoki's tofu-swipe with a astonishing speed. The large chunk of coagulated soy milk quivered in gelatinous deliciousness between the two pairs of chopsticks, with two particularly hungry mouths behind them both.

"Well if you WERE planning on a rematch, why don't we make this interesting?" Roth grinned, looking the girl dead in the eye. "Whoever wins pays for the others dinner and lodging for the night. Sounds like a plan to you?"

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"Your own house? Where have you been working a-HOLY SHIT!" Roth was taken by surprise at the speed at which Naoki entered the fight. In his astonishment, Roth fumbled for his katana, nearly dropping it before regaining his composure. The ronin backpedaled quickly, stuffing the protruding saya into the silk obi woven into his belt.

"Alright you little twerp... you wanna' fight? I'll give you a fight..." Roth grit his teeth, his thumb pushing along the edge of his tsuba and exposing the gleaming habaki to the dampened air. The ronin tucked his elbows, flexing his legs as he bent his knees and watched Naoki in steadfast focus. He'd made the first move last time. Let her have this time around.

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Roth M Ushiro couldn't help but grin as Naoki charged, the thrill of the imminent fight delighting him before it even began. The ronin gaped in surprise as Naoki used her wet feet to her advantage, literally sliding into a perfect position for striking. As Roth drew his katana from his saya, he met Naoki's first strike with the mune of his blade. When the girl unexpectedly fell to one knee for a mid-cut, Roth could throw himself away from the girl as fast as his legs could push him, sliding over a table as he just barely avoiding Naoki's lethal blade. That was too close. The girl was already winning.

Growling lowly, Roth sprang into action, lunging at Naoki with a swift, horizontal hasso-gamae attack. The gleaming impervium whipped wildly through the air, aimed for Tsukino's toned abdominal. Anticipating a succesful block, Roth would then attempt to follow with a swift low-cut across the girl's knee.

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Naoki's maneuver worked almost perfectly. As Roth felt his blade parried off to the side, he had just enough time to draw his tsuka back towards his chest in anticipation of another attack. As Naoki's ha swept towards his waist, it would clang harmlessly against Roth's hi. With both their blades trapped between their bodies and their faces mere inches from one another, Roth couldn't help but smile to himself. His breath was slightly scarce, the rich scent of musky tea and sweet miso still ripe on his breath.

"...you're very good..." he half-whispered, winking at Naoki in spite of their locked embrace.

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"Push you?" Roth bit his lower lip mischievously, feeling her ankle locking behind his foot. "Well... if you insist..." That said, the ronin would place his free hand on Naoki's waist, giving her a curt shove to knock her over. Unlike the young girl, Roth had a good deal of mannish muscle that gave him a clear advantage in terms of raw strength. As he shoved the girl away, however, his own balance was thrown off by Naoki's tripping leg. The ronin tumbled back a few steps, fighting for his balance. His katana was still in his grasp, but he was not at all in tenoichi. The swordsman was unguarded.

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Roth M Ushiro had returned to his fighting-stance long before Naoki began her second charge, his nimble eyes trained on the girl's neckline as he watched the subtle motion of her lethal strikes. The ronin almost fell for her feigned stab, managing to bring the flat edge of his blade up to his temple in time to block the girl's high-strike. As flashing metal met and seperated once again, Roth side-stepped the girl as she entered jodan, pivoting his hollow saya from where it potruded from his obi to slam into Naoki's stomach. With any luck, she'd get the wind knocked out of her.

The ronin grinned. It wasn't the most 'honorable' of attacks... but neither of them were playing fair at this point.

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Roth M Ushiro lunged forward, literally kicking the table off to the side, as he struggled to advance upon Naoki before she had a chance to recover. The ronin had been tempted to jump on to the tabletop, but knew that such a trick would only throw off his balance. Naoki would likely have a few seconds to regain her composure. After that, Roth would be hot on the assault once again.

With blinding speed, the ronin swept his katana outward, baring the blade with one hand in a slashing katate uchi horizontal cut aimed for Naoki's abominals. Should the swordsman manage to deflect that, he would bare his katana down again, his hands flipping over the tsuka for a kesa giri diagonal cut over her shoulder. The strikes were aimed with speed in mind, not power, and the entire strike combination took nearly four seconds once it began.

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Roth's eyes widened as he saw Naoki expose him. Her blocks had been well-placed and positioned with admirable skill, considering he'd hardly given her half a second to respond to his violent assault. The ronin pressed his tsuba to his chest, his blade meeting hers and keeping the sharpened steel away from his torso... but the length of his sword only went so far. Naoki's monouchi cut through his jeans like butter, drawing easy blood from the skin beneath and sending Roth staggering back, clutching at his thigh.

"Nice hit..." he managed through grit teeth. It wasn't a horribly deep cut, but getting sliced up by a katana tended to hurt no matter where it was. The ronin looked over at Phinx, rolling his eyes. "It's a friendly fight! Just a sparring match, don't worry about it."

Turning his attention back to his opponent, Roth tested his wounded leg. The second he discovered he could easily put all his weight on it, he was in action again. Roth charged at Naoki, his katana extended at his waist in a chidan no kamae... before he changed stances all-together, twisting his blade up to the side of his head for a perfect hasso. The ronin would swing down from this position, looking to catch Naoki along her nearest arm.

In his concentration, Roth hardly noticed anyone else in the bar except Naoki. If someone wanted his attention, they'd have to get involved.

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Roth M Ushiro felt himself blown away by Phinx's strike. Doji's counter to the shockwave had only partially blocked the assault, and the ronin found himself barreling through the air, colliding to the ground, his katana sticking out of a nearby table.

"...ow..." he groaned, rubbing at his head. Whatever fight Roth still had in him had disappeared quickly. He was battered, bleeding and concussed. The swordsman looked about himself wearily, faintly looking for his friend. "Naoki? You okay?"

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Roth M Ushiro looked up at Doji, a curious glint in his eye. "...Roth. Roth Ushiro. I'm fine, really. I just hope you enjoyed the fight." He smiled, faintly attempting to summon the strength neccessary to pull himself off the ground. It wasn't coming.

"It's not that bad, Naoki!" he called after the girl, "really, don't worry about it." The ronin glanced down at his wound with a wince. It WAS kind of bad. The cut wasn't terribly deep, but a good deal of blood was pouring out of it. Roth threw off his jacket, applying pressure to the slice as he waited for his friend to return with a medpack. "I guess we're even now, huh?" he called after Naoki with a grin.

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Roth M Ushiro laughed, shrugging of Doji's compliments with an easy-going smile. He wasn't used to being admired. "Well thanks... you seem like y'know a thing or two about swordplay yourself." He perked a brow as Doji brought his weapon back to him telepathically. "...and apparently you know a few things about magic, too."

The ronin shook his head as Naoki came back, a medpack under her arm. "What are you doing with that silly thing? I told you I do-Ahhhh...." Roth's words caught in his throat as the gauze met his wound. This wouldn't do. "...alright, maybe you're right... hospital might be best..." Swallowing the pain, Roth met Naoki's gaze and grinned mischievously. "Don't take off my pants? What a shame. And here I thought we were finally connecting with eachother... y'know, trying to cut each others' heads off with katanas an'all..."

He ignored Livia. Roth was no scoundrel, and was fully capable of using his wits. The ronin was in no position to fight.

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"Well thanks a lot, whoever you are," nodding to Doji, "I hope we'll get to meet again. You seem to know some interesting tricks. I wouldn't mind picking up on a few of those."

The ronin was helped up by Naoki, using her shoulders for support and keeping most of the weight off of his leg. Picking up his katana with his free hand, he returned the blade to its saya with one swift motion. The ronin let loose a satisfied breath at the familiar 'click' of the tsuba meeting the koiguchi. He felt better already.

"Alright. Hospital now, pants later," he smirked, nodding towards the door, "let's go."

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Roth walked quietly alongside Naoki, his hand resting lazily on the karisha of his katana. After his leg had been cleansed, stitched and bandaged, the ronin had insisted he take Naoki for a walk in the gardens. The last time he'd met with the girl, they'd parted so quickly he hadn't had a chance to get to know her. He wasn't about to lose her again. As far as Roth was concerned, this girl was probably one of the best swordsman in the city. Next to himself, of course...

"Guess we're even, huh?" he smiled, briefly nudging Naoki with his shoulder, "what are we... one for one, now? We'll have to settle the score later. With bokken. And some hot tea afterwards." He drew a breath, the cool evening breeze wafting effortlessly though his hair. The moon was bright and full in the night sky, blanketing the grassy fields of the gardens under a canvas of lunar white.

"Where did you learn to fight, anyway?" Roth asked. "I take it you're not from around here... maybe in Japan?" That was his first guess.

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Roth shrugged. "Sukoshi dake... though I don't think there's an ounce of Asian blood in me," he confessed with a smirk. The ronin's fingers flitted up to his jacket, undoing the first few buttons to reveal a strange insignia sewn into the inside of the fabric. "It was my adopted father, Miggy Ushiro, who taught me everything I know about swordsmanship." He winked at the girl. "...that, and my meager understanding of Japanese culture. Miggy was a direct descendant of Araki Mujinsai himself. He learned the highest order of Araki Ryu in his youth while living in Japan. He passed everything he knew on to me." The ronin closed his jacket back over his chest, but didn't fix the buttons.

"Nemuro, huh?" he perked a brow, "what style of swordsmanship did you learn? Who was your sensei?"

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Roth M Ushiro laughed at Naoki's humorous explanation. "I wouldn't want to marry big rich old men either." He nodded to the girl. "And yeah, I was trained here on Terra. Born n' raised in the Wing. Never really left the Sol System."

The ronin's gaze flitted curiously back up to Naoki's. "...I suppose you should be thankful you ended up here. Strong women aren't looked down on in Wing City. On the contrary..." he grinned. "...it's actually kind of respected. You have no idea how attractive it is that you know how to properly wield a katana." Roth stretched slightly, playing off the subtle flirt and quickly averting his gaze. "The way you move... hijō ni yūgana. Very graceful. Very beautiful."

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"Wait, I don't think that's what I meant..." Roth fumbled over his words, his face pluming red as Naoki sizzled up to him. "...umm... I meant to say kirei... like, san wa totemo kirei desu..." he winced. "Not that I think you're... well I DO think you're..."

The ronin gasped. He was usually more charismatic around girls, but something about Naoki simply threw him off his guard. She was certainly the playful type. With a coy grin, Roth stepped even closer to Naoki, his thumb pushing his against his own tsuba, gently pressing his karisha into the girl's lower abdominal.

"You have not even begun to see me give my all..." he was almost whispering, his sublte flirting masked in an interpretative challenge.

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"Well we've already tested each other's skill with a sword..." Roth shrugged, "...it seems only fair that we explore other areas of expertise. Stamina has different uses besides in fighting, after all." He wanted to reach out for her. Hold her. Kiss her madly under the moonlight. He was young, and lust was battering away at his reason in steady waves of heated affection and desperate desire.

But neither did Roth wish to dishonor the girl. He felt a budding companionship for Naoki that far transcended his basic primal desire for her body. He'd hardly known her two days. This couldn't be what she wanted.

"Ah, but I go too far," he blushed quietly, taking a short half-step back. He wondered if the Japanese immigrant had even understood his innuendo. "And yeah, let's not fight with real swords anymore." He smiled, tucking his saya further into his obi. "That wasn't really a good idea, in retrospect."

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Roth M Ushiro swore under his breath. He needed to brush up in his Japanese. The young ronin had no idea to what part of the conversation Naoki had been reffering to.

"Yes, nice night..." Roth quickly jogged up alongside her, "...good exercise. Walking here. With you. In these gardens." The ronin rubbed at the back of his neck, unsure how to proceed. "...did you... have a boyfriend back in Japan? A suitor, perhaps? Y'know, someone waiting for you back at home?"

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"The only family I ever had was Miggy," he shook his head, "when he was gone, I was alone." An amused smirk. "...became a 'ronin' in every sense of the word, I guess. No master... no home... no future." Roth waived a hand dismissively. "But that's a load of depressing shit that no one cares about. I get on just fine in the world. Lots of business in this city for a guy who knows how to use a weapon." He kicked at a rock on the sidewalk.

"Never going back, huh?" he perked a brow at Naoki, "that's too bad. I've heard Japan is a beautiful place. I'd love to see it sometime. Maybe live there, if I ever get the chance. After all, if there's anyone left on Terra who will still welcome me into their home, it's the Mujinsai clan."

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Roth M Ushiro laughed, closing a fist over his lower stomach and 'slicing' himself open. "Well maybe seppuku is the better options, anyway." He shrugged, frowning a bit as Naoki voiced her opposition with returning to Japan. "Now c'mon, what are you doing with yourself here in the city? Japan is your homeland... and it's the only place in the world where I MIGHT have a bright future. We can in and out without your dad even knowing." He cleared his throat. "Besides, it's not like there's much left for us here in the city."

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Roth M Ushiro drew his jacket closer over his torso, peeking out from beneath the brim of his hood at the soaked Wing City streets. Great. Just what he needed on his way home from work... a pouring overcast.

Walking carefully down a nearby alleyway, the ronin removed the bricks on a side of a building he'd loosened earlier, carefully retrieving his precious katana, wrapped in a blanket of cloth. Roth would have liked to have brought the weapon with him to work, but the dock-masters were never very appreciative of men bringing weapons on-deck. The ronin was willing to make accommodations. He needed the money after all, and there was no telling how long the job would last. Loading crates down on the docks was hard work, but it was honest pay. Ushiro had been at the shipyards for two months now. Longest job he'd ever held.

Fitting the saya into his obi, Roth started down the streets, keebing his tsuba under his jacket. Wouldn't want the steel to rust in the koiguchi, after all. At a distance, he spotted a strange looking woman with two katanas at her side. Seeing armed citizens in Wing City wasn't anything new, but there was something oddly familiar about this one. Where had he seen this girl before? The ronin paused beneath a street lamp, peering out at the girl curiously.

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"What the hell..." Roth stepped back, his hands flitting instictively towards his tsuba as he locked eyes with Doji and the Oni, startling as the fire hydrant exploded. Of course, the young man was more then a bit afraid. Crazy supernatural crimes happened all the time in Wing City. The ronin had suddenly found himself walking alone at night and between two very-powerful very-scary looking individuals.

"I don't want any trouble..." he warned sternly, the gleam of his impervium blade catching the light of the street lamp as he barred a bit of steel from his saya.

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"Either one," Roth took a step back, "...though frankly, I'm more concerned with my own safety right now." The swordsman perked his head, his eyes trailing the woman's body. He HAD seen this girl before...

"...I've seen you before. Gambit's? You watched my fight, right?" Roth peered cautiously over at Oriax. "Who's that guy? Friend of yours?" His hand had not left his katana, ready to unsheathe the metal at any moment.