The lavender-haired child had found a map and had immediately located the section of the city she needed to in order to find information on portals and the
like, but they all wanted money that she didn't have and, as one might expect, few wanted to offer a job to some little girl. As a result, she had been
wandering the city when she saw an old flier drift past. Wooden wind chime earrings sang softly as she leaned over to pick it up. It was an advertisement for
a tournament. The date showed that it was long since over, maybe a week ago, but fighting ... that was something she could do ... Perhaps she could check it
out and see how often these things were done.
Once she had pulled out her trusty map once more and located her new destination, it wasn't long before she arrived. Granted, since she had to pass through the business district, it may have taken longer than she had intended, as those orange and red kimonos did look so beautiful, if not really her color, but soon, she stood before its walls, towering over her small form wrapped in that lavender kimono with a wooden sword behind her. She admired its tall pillars as she approached, perhaps a bit too much, as she bumped into a large man who scowled down at her.
"No kids allowed," he growled.
"But I wanna find out about the tournaments," she responded.
He didn't seem impressed, though, and he turned away to grab a sheet before slapping it into her hand. "There's the schedule for the next official tournament. If you want tickets, ask your parents."
She had been looking it over, but at the mention of tickets and asking parents, she shook her head. "No, no. I want to enter one!"
The guard let out a groan. Clearly, he wasn't the type to have a liking for children in the first place. "Scram, kid. Come back when you're old enough to lift a real sword."
Kaoru scowled in offense as her eyes gravitated toward his. "I assume yours is a "real" sword?" she asked as she stepped forward, reaching out.
He moved to swat her away, but she ducked under his arm, and before he could react, her hands had closed around the hilt, and with a spin, drew it free from its sheath, coming to a stop behind him, her back to him. As he stood there in shock and momentary confusion, she grinned back and dropped the sword to the ground from the position of attack she had been holding it in. "Thanks for letting me in!" And before he could stop her, or even answer, she hurried on in.
Once she had pulled out her trusty map once more and located her new destination, it wasn't long before she arrived. Granted, since she had to pass through the business district, it may have taken longer than she had intended, as those orange and red kimonos did look so beautiful, if not really her color, but soon, she stood before its walls, towering over her small form wrapped in that lavender kimono with a wooden sword behind her. She admired its tall pillars as she approached, perhaps a bit too much, as she bumped into a large man who scowled down at her.
"No kids allowed," he growled.
"But I wanna find out about the tournaments," she responded.
He didn't seem impressed, though, and he turned away to grab a sheet before slapping it into her hand. "There's the schedule for the next official tournament. If you want tickets, ask your parents."
She had been looking it over, but at the mention of tickets and asking parents, she shook her head. "No, no. I want to enter one!"
The guard let out a groan. Clearly, he wasn't the type to have a liking for children in the first place. "Scram, kid. Come back when you're old enough to lift a real sword."
Kaoru scowled in offense as her eyes gravitated toward his. "I assume yours is a "real" sword?" she asked as she stepped forward, reaching out.
He moved to swat her away, but she ducked under his arm, and before he could react, her hands had closed around the hilt, and with a spin, drew it free from its sheath, coming to a stop behind him, her back to him. As he stood there in shock and momentary confusion, she grinned back and dropped the sword to the ground from the position of attack she had been holding it in. "Thanks for letting me in!" And before he could stop her, or even answer, she hurried on in.
