Day Two

It seemed to be a pretty good night for the new captain, all things considered. It turns out he lived, after being healed by the doctor, enough to the point where he could go out and enjoy a few drinks without busting any of the stitches that had been put in. It was almost odd how well the doctor has patched him up in such a short amount of time, but priding himself on being a tough guy, the man known as Takeo attributed much of his recovery to himself. The morning had come way too soon; it was almost as if it hadn’t gotten the memo. Takeo would be passed out half way in one of the beds of the tavern having barely been able to stumble to it the previously night; there might have been some help with the guys who were celebrating with him.

Generally he would not have woken up, allowing the morning to pass and the afternoon to welcome him, but he had a feeling that there was a presence hovering over him. His eyes open and focus slightly fuzzy to see a white haired man standing over him with his arms folded and looking down. Looking like a hot mess, Takeo would blink a few times and wonder if he were dreaming. He assumes he is and falls back to sleep. A note is left on his forehead that militia training and his duties begin with sunrise and with that, the white haired man takes his leave.

Moments later a messenger would arrive to the Garden of Healing with a message for the doctor. By this time, the doctor would have had time to enjoy his breakfast made by Kichi and they would have both headed in to work, since he was kind of obligated to do so. Of course, he would arrive later than he was supposed to, for the second day in a row, but he would be there when the village leader’s messenger comes through. The message is given to the doctor to tend to the very drunk and hung over Takeo and see to it that he is ready to lead training as soon as possible. Shaking his head with a grin and a sigh, Rin understands the situation and releases the messenger. Rin moves to the back to get medicine that was good for a hangover while grumbling about having more important things to do than to take care of a hung over meat head. If at the garden, Kichi should be in ear shot of the comments made.

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Kichi would have overheard everything, as she was currently labeling and arranging the Doctor's storeroom. Into a better system for him to find things much, much easier. One of the things that she was a bit odd about, was her need for some order. Maybe it was due to the dual blood running through her veins, perhaps she was fighting her father's demonic blood, or perhaps it that she had lead a pretty organized life. Anyway you looked at it, Kichi liked organization and order when it came to rooms like this one. If she didn't know what something was, she would ask the doctor and continue her sorting. All of the herbs would be hanging up to the dry in bundles, or in vials if they were grounded or liquid. A secondary reason she was doing this, was that she was getting familiar with all of the things in the room in case she had to fetch them for the doctor or had to use them herself.

Hearing the doctor grumbling, she looked up from her position on the floor in front of a row of baskets. "Rin-sama. Would you like me to handle it, so you can be here to handle the more important things? I can always come back and finish this." She smiled warmly up at him, as she stood and if he agreed, she would pick up an empty basket and settle the stuff into the basket. She would wait for instructions on how to administer the medicine and then make her way to the tavern and to Takeo's room.

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Almost as if remembering that she was the gopher, Rin would pause for a moment and look to her. “Ah,” he gives a soft smile, “sure if you’ll do that for me, that would be good.” Though they were working like this, he still looked at her with a bit of lust; her position on the ground would remind him of various services that were rendered the night before. There weren’t any real instructions to go along with the medicine, but Rin would advise, “it tastes like shit, but make sure he eats all of it and then let him know he’s supposed to be working.” There would a bit of a grin with this as Rin would revel in the fact that the captain had already messed up on his first day. The word ‘eat’ would be used in the description of what to do with the medicine since it held the consistency of a bean paste. With that, he would allow her to be along her way as he went back to his day’s duties.

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The young woman would finally be at the tavern. She would enter with her sure footed, hip swinging stride as usual. The sexy sway that she was able to produce without even a thought. Kichi new the secret of her father and the type of demon he was. And it was easy to see where she got her looks and sensual air from. Unlike her half sister, she inherited the majority of their father's traits. But that was behind her for now. She was still thinking of herself as just a visitor to this village. Until such time as she could gain enough money to leave and find her clan. Perhaps she would just create her own clan. But from what around here. Not many around her to train, and she had no want to train others. So it would have to be the take over of her own clan.

She gave the barkeeper a slight nod and a warm smile as she carried the basket back to Takeo's room. He had given her the room number the day before, so she hoped it was his. Knocking on the door, she waited for an answer. If none was given, she would open the door and peek inside, making sure it was Takeo on the bed. If Takeo was currently on the bed, she would enter the room and shut the door, locking it tight. One never knew what could happen in such situations. Plus Kichi had been charged to wake him up and get him out to work. More than one way to do that ran through her head.

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As Kichi enters, the barkeeper would give her a slight nod and speak “good morning” to greet her. The young lady who worked at the tavern would still be in the process of cleaning up the area from last night’s festivities. She would look up and watch Kichi enviously admiring her confident strut as she made her way into the Inn portion of the tavern. When the knock comes to the door, there is a slight grunt, but no real answer. For the most part, Takeo would be on the bed; he would be hanging half way off with one foot on the ground and his legs cocked open as his arm rested over his chest, his head to the side and raven stands covering his face partially, lying on his back. The note that was left by Battousai on his forehead would have fallen off and rested on his arm as Takeo continued to sleep, unknowing of Kichi’s presence.

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Kichi is greeted by the sight of Takeo, still clothed and very much unconscious. How to get him to eat the medicine? The half-succubi smiled deviously. she settled the basket down on the floor and moved over to the bed. Slipping beside the bed, she reached out a hand and ran it up his leg, her nail scratching the fabric. Her body leaned over him as she pressed her lips to his in an ardent kiss. A kiss mean to watch the man. Her own raven tresses, falling around them in a shroud of black. It was time to see how drunk this man was. Her other hand lay against the bed beside his head. Pulling back, she would look at him, and say, "good morning" If this didn't work, she would have to grab the bucket of water.

In this position, her body would be just barely touching the warrior's, her breasts brushing his chest. Yes she knew that he could bolt up and send her sprawling, or even flip her over and end up on top. But it was a chance she was willing to make to get her job done.

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With the kiss, Kichi would take the latent mixture of morning breath and heavy alcohol. Takeo, on the other hand, would taste something much different as he is stirred from his sleep. His eye wince lightly as he comes to, but his mind soon calculates what was going on with his lips. At first, he was alarmed, not sure what was going on. After all, he had been drinking a lot with a bunch of men he didn’t know; he would have to hate to kill one of his subordinates for breaching protocol with him on the first date. His eyes open as Kichi pulls away and the alarm on his face fades away as he sees her face. He relaxes a bit, but is still very confused to why she is on top of him. As he eases up, he feels a sharp pain on his head as his hand reaches up and rubs his face slightly as he murmurs, “I’ve never been hung over in a dream before…” Sometime during his waking up, his hand would have found its way on her ass and would be gripping it with morning wood apparent against her if she were pressing that closely. After rubbing his head, his eye opens against to look at her and speak, “oh… the dream’s still going on.” He felt like shit, but his mind swiftly attempts to remember what happened the previous night to land Kichi in his bed. He murmurs, “you follow me home last night?”

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Kichi chuckled as she wiggled back and wiped her mouth. "You need to wash. You smell like two month old cheese, plus your breath alone could knock out an entire army." She was teasing him as she slid off the bed and out of his hands. Her tone said everything to that affect. Moving to the basket, she bent over giving him a nice view of her rear end, and bought forth the medicine and a spoon. Returning to the bed, she sat down and offered them to him. "Sorry, not a dream. The Lord sent a message to the doctor to have you up and ready to work. the doctor sent me here with this. You have to eat all of it." Then she waited for him to take with a warm smile. "If you eat all of it, I may just be tempted to help you bathe and get yourself ready." The young woman spoke in that soft, enchanting tone that she had. One day she might even be able to make that tone into something more. Something magical.

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“That’s right,” Takeo would give a pained grin as he was advised that he wasn’t the freshest piece of produce in the morning. She would have caught him off guard and made him feel a little self conscious, but his head hurt too much to be worried about that at the moment. Aside from that, the strain on his body from last night had settled in overnight, making his muscles stiff. As she speaks, his gaze shifts to the side as he sees the note that was left for him causing him to emit a “crap” on sight of the error of his ways. He seems surprised as he complains, “he kicks my ass then expects me to train the next morning…? I was right; he is a monster…” He looks to her as she offers the spoon and medicine to him murmuring, “breakfast in bed?” Returning her grin, he speaks, “I’m in a lot of pain… I think you’ll have to feed me; please take good care of me.”

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Her low chuckle held that same warmth and silky tone. It too could be as seductive as chocolate. But she spooned out the medicine, which had the look of bean paste. "It tastes horrible, so you need to eat all of it. If you are a good boy, I will make sure, that I don't tell the men how you had to be spoon fed like a baby." She was still teasing as she held out the spoon to his lips. "You have to eat ALL of it to feel better. And just as good incentive." She paused and leaned into his ear, her lips brushing the fleshy lobe as she spoke, ".. if you are quick, we can get to the bathing part very, very quickly." Then she leaned back and smiled at him. Looking about the room, she wondered if each room had its own tub or if there was a community place to bathe. Or if she would have to get a bucket of hot water and sponge bathe the man. The last held possibilities, but if they didn't finish this quick, those possibilities would end up with a certain white haired leader, walking in on playfulness instead of working. Although, the upside to that, would be that she could gauge him.

Some might call Kichi power hungry, whore, slut, or just willing to sleep her way to the top, but to Kichi, that was never the case. She had a thing for strong, powerful men. Always had. Maybe even the female now and then, but seriously that had never really crossed her mind. Yes the power behind sleeping with, living with and otherwise accompanying powerful people, was certainly a turn on as well.

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Takeo was a bit weary of the look of the medicine, but figured if it came from Kichi, it had to be as sweet as her chocolate laced tone. “Somehow,” he murmurs, “I think if you told then, they’d be jealous…” The words to his ears were received with a smirk as he figured ‘what the hell’ he didn’t mind eating quickly to oblige the young woman who hinted at good times. Within the room, there wasn’t a dedicated bath, as the tavern had a shared bath of sorts at the moment, but there would be towels and a bucket available. As the spoon hovers before him, Takeo would lean forwards and wrap his lips about the spoon, taking the spoonful fully and leaning back. For a moment he seems fine before his eyes widen and it seemed that something was terribly wrong. The medicine seemed to be working as the doctor advised since Takeo seemed to forget all about being hung over as he turned to the side and held his hand over his mouth, forcing himself to swallow before actually throwing up. “Oh god…” he breathed out after the fiascos before turning to look at the lady who held the elixir of death in her grip. In his mind rang, ‘do not want.’ Looking to Kichi with a nervous grin, he would say, “oh that’s better… I think I’m ok now.”

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