Building Upon Broken Wings

Hues of red and orange would be pulling into glorious prominence, pushing away the purple and dark blue hues of the retreating night. Morning would be in the process of solidifying its full arrival, peeking and pulling itself up and over the eastern horizon with its breeze flowing upon the land, permeated the air with earthy tones that resonated the mountain air mixed along with the soft ambiance of the wet dew. Movement would begin in the lower hilly valley where Yuki’s village was located. The residents of the city would be charged with greeting a new day and performing whatever menial tasks needed to be performed during it.

In the timeline of the world’s events, it wouldn’t be long before Battousai would leave this area in order to head elsewhere in seeking the breadcrumbs of a new lead. Before then, however, he pledged to give his student at least the first tastes of her practice, thus she would have something to work upon until he came back.

Having woken up early with the sun light, Battousai would be the lead persona to awaken into this world. He would garb himself in black clothing with a white flowing scarf that trailed his movements almost as a cape with both of his blades equipped.

Both his students were sleeping under the same roof, which made finding them conveniently easy in the morning times. It would be pretty early when Battousai would have awoken Sera from her slumbers and given her instructions to get ready for the day and to meet him at the meadowlands east of the village outskirts. From there, he would leave her to her privacy and proceed to the area of question. In arriving into the green and flowing grasslands, he would find a central location and sit on his knees, with the grasses reaching as high as his arms, and proceed to remain in this meditative manner until the arrival of his student.

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Jyn was a bit surprised that she didn’t have any issues with him looking. He would take that gift and enjoy it, but on the inside. It would just be a bit creepy for him to drool or make any lewd gestures on the outside. Still, he thanked goodness that Yuki wasn’t anywhere around or things might be going down in a very different manner at the moment. To her comment about cutting off the shirt, Jyn would make the comment, “or I could hang you by your ankles… whichever is easiest….” Still, he didn’t know about destroying the girl’s clothing. Clothes were a valuable commodity, but if she was okay with it, then he could do it either way. He would make the comment, “just bear the pain for a little longer and we’ll get the shirt off.” With that, he would walk towards her where he would take the cuffs of her shirt and wait for her to be ready. When she was, he would pull the shirt upwards by its bottom, slowly up and over her breast to her shoulders. Once there, he would pull the collar portion over her head, holding the hole open so that she could get through without pulling or being too awkward. After that, he would simply pull the shirt towards him and free from her arms, so that she wouldn’t have to hold them up, just out. It might hurt her a little, but he felt she would be okay, especially if she planned to continue to train under Battousai. He would make the comment, “that wasn’t too bad, was it?” Internally he would have a yay moment at seeing her with her shirt off, though he tried not to stare too obviously.

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The picturesque view of the capped twin peaks was a nice reward for assisting with getting a shirt off. Though Jyn tried not to be obvious, his eyes would behold and gander at the mounds as he was a warm blooded male after all. He didn’t know many men who wouldn’t loo… well, then again, there was Battousai. In that thought, he figured that man would be the only one who would not look. Knowing that it was early in the night, Jyn knew that the samurai would be out in the fields training himself, thus giving them a small amount of privacy, though he wasn’t one hundred percent on where the wolf was. Shaking his head, he would offer, “no problem” to the thanks that came his way. He came back alert as she made reference for him to leave. It was a little bit of a letdown, but an expected outcome; better luck next time. Though he wasn’t necessarily trying to get in her pants, he caught onto something. She said she was sweet… he knew those to be famous last words before someone was thrust headfirst into the friend zone. It wouldn’t essentially be a bad thing, but still, it was less flattering than having options. A smirk comes to his lips as hers retreat from his cheek. With a modest smile, he would assure, “my pleasure.”

With that, he would turn and walk towards the door, opening it, turning for one last gaze before heading out of it and closing it securely behind him. After he left, his body pauses with his back to the door as he sighs and lowers his head. Suddenly his face lifts up with fire sparks in his eyes as he knew what had to be done. As a male who had just led a female to water to bath, he had to peek on her! For a moment, he pauses and lifts his hand to cup his chin as he thought about whether the risks were worth the reward. Could he be caught? Would she be mad or care? There were many variable to weigh that he knew of. Still, an opportunity like this would be a waste. His body moves from the doorway and continues on. Whether or not he peeked wouldn’t be confirmed, but when she exited the room, Jyn would in the next room over, probably the main room, generally because it would be a bit creepy if he were waiting outside of the bathroom for her. He wanted to make sure she got to bed with no issues or anything, but he also didn’t know if she had it from there on, so for that, he was close enough to hear her voice in the quiet house, but not close enough to visually see. Hearing her come out, however, he would lift his voice form the other room and ask, “everything ok?”

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With a grin, Jyn would make the comment, “in the corner of the room you just came from.” As males, it would be odd for them to have a place where they took clothing after they had taken it off for the day. It was much easier to caste it aside and into a corner for whoever was going to wash to pick things up. The exact corner that the pile would be in would probably be varied depending on which was closer at the time of undress.

Her doing the laundry was more so helping Yuki than it was him and Battousai, so Jyn would say, “you can if you like, but I think Yuki has people who come by and do that. Since we’re in the king’s house, it only makes sense that we’re taken care of. Since you’re a guest, you probably shouldn’t worry about it, though.” It seemed as if in the midst of him talking, the clothes would fall and he would gaze upon something nice. A fuzzy feeling would initiate in his spirit kindled by ero, yet natural, thoughts. “Um… yeah…” he would agree with her after having witnessed a flash of her flesh. With a slight grunt he stands up and speaks, “well, I’d better let you get your rest. If you want I can take those to the bathroom for you?”

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Almost painfully, Jyn would allow the opportunity to pass. He would offer a smile back as he would comment lamely, “sure, see you in the morning…” Nothing else happened as there was the short pause before she turned and walked away. He would watch her go, seeing her back and looking at the smooth skin of her legs in the short shirt as she progressed away from him in the dim room. With a sigh, he would turn and head the opposite way, heading to where he would be sleeping. Internally he cursed Battousai for hogging the host body. He wasn’t sure if he had made a move if it would have been successful or not, but he was fairly certain he at least had an opening to make said move. In the current body he was in, he didn’t know how well that would fair out, and given the fact that he wouldn’t be able to feel it… well that took most of the fun out of it. “Heh,” he would grin lightly reaching his bed after progressing through the house. She was tore up from Battousai’s training anyways, so he figured much of what he was thinking was simple wishful thinking.

Without further ado, he would lower his body into the bedding provided in the room he shared with Battousai while he chose to hold his physical form. Laying down, he closes his eyes and rests for the night.

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