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[Sayren WindDancer]

26th of Fall

Sayren had just entered the training room for another day of some quick training. It was just to calm her nerves for a test she would give herself. She started off with a few push ups. Dropping herself forward onto the ground only to slap her hands to the floor, catching herself as she slowly lowered herself to bring her nose to barely touch the ground. Then lift herself up till her arms were at full length, briefly holding herself up before descending towards the ground once more. She would continue this for about thirty, possibly thirty-five times.

Following the brief exercise, she would lay on her back. Bending her knees to the air and crossing her arms over her chest. Then she would take a deep breath as she lifted herself up with her back and abdominal muscles. Doing her best to keep her arms against her chest so she didn't attempt any extra momentum boosts from them. Once she raised herself to her knees, she would leisurely bring herself back down onto her spine. Then lift herself once more. She would follow this exercise for about ten chimes, completing nearly twenty-five of them.

Once finished, she would have worked up quite the sweat. Which was good. Now she was a bit more limber for the rest of the exercise she had planned. She rose up to her feet and slipped into a stance. Pointing her left set of toes to her left as she dragged her right foot forward. She then brought her left fist to her side as she raised her right arm towards her front. She would remain in this stance for a few moments, before breaking into a strike with her left fist. Twisting her shoulder as she pushed through. Using this momentum, she pulls out her other fist for its own strike, shifting her feet accordingly so she can keep her balance. That was one strike for both fists. She would keep this volley of punches up till she was close to the training room's wall, making it at about fifteen strikes from each fist. Once she turned around, she would fall back into a stance, and pick up her pace once more. Continuing untill she reached thirty strikes from both fists.

Her breath now labored vigorously, but she wasn't done. Not yet. She brought herself into her stance once again. She was going for kicks now. Not too many though, she was still not too confident with her left foot just yet. But she had to bring some strength to it again somehow. So she took a deep breath, then vaulted her left foot into the air. Holding herself in that pose for a moment to calculate her movements. Seeing if it had caused any pain, whether minute or immense. But neither came in. Just didn't have as much force since she hesitated. That will have to change.

She brought her foot down and threw her right foot into the air now. Holding her position once more to see if shifting her weight onto her left foot had caused any pain as well. But it had not. Which was good. She was making progress. With that, she pressed on with her kicks. Least till she completed about ten strikes with each foot. Then she would take a quick breather. For about a chime. Then she would bring herself into another stance. Now for combination strikes.

She would narrow her eyes and give in a deep breath. Then she would follow through with a twisting punch. Sending her right fist forward at her absent target. Following the momentum, she shifted her feet, making her spin around as she swung out a kick with her left foot. She would reset the stance and ensue another strike, but with two kicks this time. She would strike with her left foot, use the momentum to swing herself around and bolt the next kick into the air. She would mix the various combinations with two kicks, two punches, a punch followed by a kick, or a kick, followed by a punch. She would make sure she did at least five of each combination before stopping herself.

She brought herself to a stand as she sighed. Closing her eyes to gather herself. Normally, she would just go to the bathroom and shower. But not today. Today she had to see if Ximal's confidence tests actually benefited her...Okay, maybe they weren't actual tests and they were just favors on her old mentor's behalf, but she figured she had gained something from it, right? Either way, she was going to test herself today. By going to the Bathhouse...in the city.

She gathered up a towel and a change of clothes before going out to greet her strider. The stallion was stunned by her appearance, rather confused about why she hadn't tried to...freshen up? Sayren rolled her eyes at the stallion as she mounted him. "Shush you...I'm trying to prove a point to myself..."

The stallion narrowed his eyes at the woman, not in a stern glare, but in a rather still questioning manner. Sighing and letting his lips flap. Sayren patted his mane gently, "Look...I just...I want to see if I actually gained anything from Ximal's...'favors'...So I figured the best way would be the Nykan city Bathhouse."

That caught his attention. The stallion didn't quite seem to pleased with her choice. She could see that he might be concerned about the other naked people there. Especially the naked MEN there. She just smiled down at him and told him, "I'll be fine, I'm pretty certain Ximal's unarmed teachings definitely helped me."

The stallion sighed once again before trudging forward, raising his head high. Pretty much telling her, "We'll see..."

Sayren giggled as she patted the horse, "Love you too Garel..."

"Whatever..." Sayren blinked in confusion. Did she just hear him speak? She leaned over to glance at the strider, demonstrating her confusion. But the strider didn't react. Just merely clopped forwads before breaking into a full gallop across the trail towards the city. That was odd. I could've sworn I heard him speak. Just like all the other times as well. But as usual, she just felt that she was going mad.

After passing through the city gates and so on, they finally arrived at the bathhouse, where Sayren was greeted by a rather...beautiful looking Eypharian. Her eyes were of soft chocolate, and her hair lightly cascading down the woman's shoulders like black streams of waterfall. Even her clothes seemed to be a rather loose fit around her. Which made Sayren unknowingly blush at the bright colors. Alright, maybe it wasn't the colors, but the skin that was on display because of the loose clothing.

The Eypharian simply giggled as she offered Sayren a bow, "Welcome to the Bathhouse. I am Asra, may I be of assistance to you?" Adding in a wink at the end.

That made Sayren's cheeks flare, "Um...sure, I guess? I've never been to a bathhouse before."

The Eypharian's eyes widen for a moment before a sly grin slipped onto her face, "Oh...is that so? Well of course, then I better show you around then..."

Sayren offered a sheepish grin as she tried to wave the subject aside, "Perhaps another time?..."

That seemed to have dampened Asra's mood as she pouted, "I suppose...Do come by if you need ANYthing."

Barely able to tear her eyes away from the woman, Sayren ended up bumping into someone, making them both fall to the ground. She grumbled in pavi as she got to her feet, then offered a hand to the woman, "I'm so sorry about that...I didn't mean-" Then it dawned on her, it was the woman she helped save at the party. Several nights ago. "You?"

[Sekai]

Sekai had come into the Nykian Bathouse -paying the five silver of course, she wasn't a native-, to relax, after days of exploring, mixed with Voiding garbage, and the big events. Events, referring to the hostile Nykians, that every once in awhile attempted to attack her. Succeeded once to, back at the party several nights ago. She had passed the Eypharian -her clothes had seemed rather loose though...-, and walked right into someone, and ending up being knocked to the ground.

Am I cursed?, Sekai thought, as she was catching her breathe. First, she had been knocked similarly a long while ago, then assaulted, a few scrapes and bumps afterwards, and now this? If this wasn't bad luck, Sekai must have been cursed by a god. Maybe the god felt bored. Sighing, she looked up, when the woman she knocked into held her hand. A very familiar woman, that is. Hearing the woman suddenly -and rather bluntly- just say You, Sekai titled her head ever so slightly to the left. "You? Oh, ah, me! Right. Uh, hi!", Sekai responded, her mind slightly jumbled still from the fall. If the woman willing does so, Sekai would take her offered hand and let herself be pulled up to a standing position. "Uh, I think we never introduced ourselves...I'm Sekai. Sekai Shiraifu.", she told the woman who, by the way, was quite tall, taller then Sekai, by about nine inches or so.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren couldn't help but giggle at the girl's sudden confusion. Fumbling for words as she adjusted herself. It was then that Sayren was able to realize she was much taller than this girl. She even seemed much more innocent now. Well, now that she wasn't being roughed up by Nykan bullies. Her eyes so large and vibrant with the colors of red. With a tiny red bow upon her head and a small black dress that wrapped around her thin hips. She honestly seemed about the same age as Sayren, if she was older, it seemed doubtful. Then again, it could have been possible that it was due to her lack of height in that manner.

It was only a few moments later when the woman regained her bearings that she introduced herself to Sayren. Sekai Shiraifu was her name. An odd name. Well, since the woman was introducing herself, it would be best for Sayren to do the same. "A pleasure to meet you again, Sekai. My name is Sayren WindDancer. I am a Drykas of the Diamond Clan."

She glanced around for a mere moment, they were in a bathhouse and both were still fully clothed. "Maybe we can discuss more while we actually enjoy a good bath. Wouldn't you agree?" And with that, she didn't give a moment for the girl to answer. Just began working out of her clothes. Starting by lifting the hem of her tunic and raising it over her head. Neatly folding it before setting it aside. Then kicked off her boots, plopping herself on her rear so she could tug her stockings off her legs. Which she began to start working her black tights off her legs. Once done, she also folded those and placed them above the tunic. After that, she unclasped her bra tossed it ontop the small pile of clothes. Then thumbed the waistband of her underwear and dragged them done her long slender legs and placed them right above the bra in her pile.

If Sekai watched, she would see how Sayren's windmarks spiked at the base of her neck, curling and curving around her cleavage and down her shoulders to the tips of her elbows. Aside from that, her skin was incredibly bare with a slight hint of tan-lines at her shoulders and near her thighs. Along with the curve of her hips that the tunic hid so well from its looseness around her. The Eypharian did little to hide her pleased grin.

"Please miss?" The Eypharian asked kindly as she approached, "May I gather your clothes for you? I will keep them dry whilst you bathe. Then when you finish, just call for me and I will bring them to you."

Sayren nodded as she offered the Eypharian a kind smile, "Of course. Thank you."

The Eypharian then began to pick up Sayren's clothes and her boots with her multiple arms. She glanced at Sayren for a moment to add in, "Also, don't feel that you can't call for me before you are ready to leave. After all, I will gladly service you in what ways I can." It seemed the woman had greatly wanted to insensate how she would service Sayren.

Though Sayren appreciated the kind gesture, she didn't think she would really need the Eypharian's service, least not that she could think of yet. Then the woman changed her attention over to Sekai, "And as for you? You seem a little distracted, would you wish for me to collect your clothes as well while I am here?"

Sayren gave a quick smile at Sekai, "Don't worry, I'm just going to take a quick dip. I'll be right over there watching." She said as she pointed over to the nearby pool of water. Once she finished, she would approach the water and slowly wade into it, enjoying how the water would slowly rise higher and higher on her body before she finally sat down and turned her head to Sekai, waiting to see what she would do next.

[Sekai]

OOCRed bow (o.o?).....it's a black ribbon \(>.<)/

Sekai had introduced herself, and the response that she received from the girl named Sayren gave Sekai something to ponder over. She said she was a Drykas...? If I remember correctly, they were similar to humans, and also bonded to horses...I read nothing about clans within the race however., she thought to herself. Hearing the woman say something about talking after they enjoy the bath, Sekai agreed. "So, I guess we need to look for the cha-...eh?!", she was only halfway through her sentence, before Sayren pulled off her shirt. As she watched, utterly stunned, as the woman continued to undress herself, Sekai's face had taken on a rosy tinge, and not from the warmth of the bath house. She closed her eyes soon, but not before the image of a half naked Sayren was ingrained in her mind. Not that she had a bad figure. On the contrary, Sayren's body is definitely...No! Don't continue to think! Stop right now!, Sekai though to herself, first in a daze, then in panic. Her thoughts did nothing to lower her blush however.

With her eyes closed however, she payed more attention to her hearing. The sound of clothes being slide off the bare skin was playing havoc with Sekai's imagination, but she did not open her eyes, until she heard the Eypharian speak. Opening her eyes -and once again greeted by the lovely view of Sayren's body in all it's glory-, and told where the Drykas would be, Sekai nodded. Seeing the attention of the multi-armed woman turn to herself, Sekai realized that now she has to undress. In plain sight of another. Taking off the small pieces were the easy parts, just a small amount of untying, and then step off for the boots, untie one string per detached sleeve, before skidding them off, and carefully slipping off the ribbon from her hair, and lightly wrapping the blade with the ribbon. The challenge then begins. Face bright red now, Sekai kept her gaze solely on her feet, as she untied the strings on her dress as quickly as possible. Loosening the last string, she slid the dress down, until it laid in a heap around her. Her body was small and delicate looking, giving the impression that if she stood still, Sekai would look like a full sized doll. Stepping out, she picked up her dress, folding it carefully, before taking it along with the rest of her clothes, and handing it to the Eypharian. Muttering her thanks, she wade into the pool of warm water, before sitting down near Sayren, with at least a meter's distance apart. After all this transpired, Sekai's flushed face showed no signs of going back to its usual light skin tone. A moment later, Sekai broke the silence. "H-how are you so calm? At u-undressing with people nearby...", she quietly asked, her eyes looking at the direction away from Sayren.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren smiled as she watched Sekai slowly slip out of her clothes. First by working off the minute apparel. Such as the sleeves around her arms. The ribbon upon her head. Then the hesitant untying of her dress before it plummeted towards her ankles. The girl's skin was rather...shyly pale. As if the sun had never had a chance to kiss upon the smoothness of her surface. It wasn't much longer before the girl forced herself beside Sayren. Her cheeks flushed with crimson cheeks. Whether it was because of the gentle heat of the water or because Sekai admired her features, Sayren wasn't sure, but her suspicions grew towards the admiration as moments of silence drifted on by.

Not that the young drykas had minded. The water felt really good against her skin and back. Heck, even her feet appreciated the warming sensation. Especially her ankle, which now the muscles were slowly loosening from the heat that was tenderly massaging her still sore area.

Sekai had finally managed to break the silence with a question towards Sayren. One that she didn't quite expect. The woman didn't understand how Sayren was so calm, undressing with others nearby. Which made Sayren begin to think as she glanced about at the others who had gazed upon her. Seemed she had drawn quite the amount of attention. Some she had recognized, some she didn't. It didn't seem to bother her as much as she had imagined.

So she shrugged at the woman's question and gave what she believed was a simple answer, "Didn't really think about it honestly. In truth, this was a test for myself. I'm learning to become a Warrior and I wanted to try to build my self-confidence up. My master had a phrase that you can't learn to run without learning to walk, and you can't learn to walk without knowing how to stand. With that...well...this is me learning to stand. Without any self-confidence, I won't stand up for myself."

Her eyes narrowed as a familiar boy stood out from the crowd. It was the very same one that Revy had thrown a fist into his gut for slandering lies about Sayren's intents. Seemed the boy hadn't learned his lesson, because he had started to do the same when he noticed Sayren's presence.

"Speaking of standing up for myself..." The young drykas stood up, easily placing the water at her hips while droplets of water slid down her body dripped onto the water's surface. She cracked her knuckles as she began to approach the boy, unaware of her coming till her shadow gazed over him. That caught his attention as he brought his gaze up to hers from his sitting position in the water.

"Wanna run that by me again?!" Sayren sternly glared at him. The boy gulped and was speechless. Sayren had no clue what kept his vocals locked. Whether it was the sight of her up close, or the fact that she was actually pissed off!

"Fine! I'll beat it out of ya!" With that, she quickly hooked him across the cheek with her right fist. Bringing it all the way across till her elbow was about leveled with his chest. Then she curled her arm more, brought her left hand up to grip her right wrist, and shoved her elbow into the boy's chest. Knocking the wind out of him. Before he could pull away much further, she managed to throw a quick kick to his belly. Which wasn't intentional, she miscalculated her kick from being under the water and had originally wanted to kick his crotch.

It only took a few ticks for the boy to scamper away. Sayren took a quick breath as she fluffed her hair an began walking back to Sekai, "You'd think a girl could bathe in peace in Nyka? Apparently not..." She plopped a seat next to Sekai, their sides almost touching. "It's almost like everyone wants to beat you up, or just petch you...and if they can't petch you, they beat you up. It's so...I don't know what to think of it some times."

[Sekai]

Sekai was surprised that Sayren seemed to look at herself in a more timid manner then she first thought. Hearing the Sayren had been taught by her master, and the words that her master had given her, Sekai spoke. "Your master is right on that part. However, just because you can't stand, doesn't mean you can't jump, is something he could've mentioned.", were the words quietly spoken. However, before Sekai could continue the conversation, she felt something shift with the woman. If one was to describe it, it would be that Sekai had thought for a minute, that she felt killing intent almost radiating off Sayren in waves. 

Watching carefully, as Sayren stalked over to where a boy sat, before rearing back her fists, and landing a good, solid hit on him. I think that would be classified as a roundhouse punch, but I could be wrong., Sekai trivially thought, as Sayren now gave an elbow and a kick onto the poor kid. Watching the kid scamper off, Sekai did not notice Sayren approaching, until she heard a splash beside her, and feeling the ripples flowing to and around Sekai. C-c-close! Too close!, she screamed in her head, almost certain that any mind readers would obtain a head ache just by being nearby. Her face, which had been slowly returning back to the light tone it should be, had jumped to tomato red in that instant. "Uwa! I m-mean, what d-did that boy do?", she spoke, stuttering in what could be extremely similar to a rather cute squeal, as she attempted to change the topic.

[Sayren WindDancer]

As Sayren sat down beside Sekai, she noticed how the woman stammered for words. Asking her what exactly the boy did to earn such fury from her? Sayren couldn't help but give a smirk to the girl. Even though her eyes were focused elsewhere, she gave the girl an answer. "Well...it goes back to when I first arrive in Nyka...After I completed my entrance exam with my master, we proceeded in purchasing some training clothes for me. So we went over to the fourth day market, I found a stall that seemed promising with some garbs here and there. Went to try some on. Came out to see if it would meet my master's expectations and realized I had came out half naked. Forgetting all about my shorts within the stall even though I had the top on. The Nykans picked on me about it. Would whisper about me in my approach. This boy in particular claimed I did it on purpose to "display" myself for more earnings. I couldn't stop myself from wailing a fist at him since and well...not many people seem to whisper about it now. Least that I know of."

She now glanced at Sekai with a small smile as she reached for her hair, gently squeezing it to drain the moisture out as the droplets splashed into the water. "Returning to my master though. He used to have me strip in front of him and have me pose while he sketched my naked body to build up my confidence. At first, I just thought he was a perverse man that wanted my legs to part for him. However...I did start to gradually see a change in myself. And so, that;s where we bring myself to my personal test here today. I wanted to see if his odd methods actually had worked. So...I suppose they have."

Out of curiosity, she began to run her fingers through Sekai's hair. It was still dry since she hadn't submerged herself just yet. The playful thought of pushing her under came about, but Sayren felt that would be a little too mean towards this still rather new acquaintance. As she combed her fingers through the woman's hair, she brought herself behind Sekai and gently placed her knees at Sekai's hips. "So what about you? Kind of obvious you're not from Nyka, giving what happened the other night at the Nykan celebration. What brings you here? What all do you plan to accomplish?"

[Sekai]

Sekai sighed, at the troubles that Sayren had recieved from the Nykians. "There are always those people who try to pick out every little thing that they can find, just to have a reason to hate another.", she said, hopefully sounding reassuring. "Besides...the view isn't bad...", Sekai whispered softly, stealing a quick glance at Sayren's form. With the topic changing back to the master, Sekai listened carefully, and had made a mental profile of the master. Likes to draw, is possibly perverted, and knows what to do, to assist others. Sounds like a good master., was the profile formed. Short, but rather descriptive at the same time. "Perhaps I should have a chat with your master, an learns few things from him.", Sekai said after several moments of silent thoughts.

Her eyes widened, when she felt a hand stroke through her hair. She opened her mouth to protest, but not a sound came out. Focus. Ignore your feelings!, Sekai scolded herself, as she attempted to bury her emotions. Unfortunately, her concentration was shattered, when she felt the woman's knees gently holding her hips, and the ripples of water moving from behind her. However, as Sekai struggled with her inner thoughts and emotions, boiling within in a turmoil, she was asked the question about why she traveled here, Sekai froze momentarily, with the redness of the blush quickly fading in the light of the question. "...just exploring...", she muttered quietly, with a hint of regret in her voice. She did not want to even think about what happened in her past, for she fears that she may end up breaking down in public.

[Sayren WindDancer]

Sayren could just barely hear the words that mumbled from Sekai's lips. The view wasn't that bad, Sayren had thought. Could Sekai have been admiring Sayren? It would explain why it seemed that Sekai was trying to be distant with her. Not only that, but shy away from any contact. Her suspicions were only confirmed when Sekai stiffened just from Sayren stroking through her hair.

When Sayren had asked her question, Sekai had only answered with a simple just exploring. Just exploring? Surely there had to be more to that. However, her tone made it rather simple. She hadn't wanted to talk about it. Whatever it may have been, it must've been tragically devastating to her. And with that,, Sayren figured she ought to distract her.

Her hands now reached for Sekai's shoulders. Gently rubbing her into her shoulderblades. Then dragging her fingers down Sekai's spine to the small of her back. "If you need help to bathe, I could help you out. I know some parts of the body are rather hard to reach at times. Would you be fine with that?" Her fingers now lightly ran up Sekai's sides. Barely touching the sides of her breasts and under the crease of her arms before returning to the shoulders.

[Sekai]

Ignore your past. Ignore your past. Ignore your past. The mantra that was being repeated again and again, as Sekai strove to ignore her past. It is better not to burden others with one's own problems, as your friends have their own problems to deal with. However, her mantra was interrupted by the touch of a pair of hands on her shoulders. She started to relax under the touch, before squirming slightly, as she felt the fingers being slowly dragged down her spine. Suddenly stiffening, and blushing rather heavily, as Sayren had offered to help bathe her. It has seemed Sayren's attempt at distraction worked out perfectly. Too perfectly, perhaps. Sekai, completely flustered, opened her mouth, but found her tongue to be unable to move. Resorting to a very hesitant nod, and squealing quietly with an "Uwaaa~?!", as she felt Sayren brush her fingers over Sekai's more sensitive areas upon her upper body.