A little problem, no fighting!

[Kerythia]

Kerythia sat at the table with her chin in her hand, two cards in her other. The Elvish gambling game was spread out and the dice rolling. Half the money she earned was on the table. A pair of 20 Sticks, the fourth to highest hand in the whole game. The dice were right, a pair of 1s. Everything was in her favor. If all she had to do was turn this next card. Yes! It was a 1 Sticks. She held the 2nd highest hand in the game. Her blood was roaring in her ears. The room started spinning, the lights extra bright. She bet the rest of her stalk. If the deities would let her, she would go home with another bonus tonight. The dealer gave the traditional motion and everyone let down their hands.

NO!!! The shifter next to her, hawk and tribal by his markings up and down his arms, had gotten the exact same hand! AND HE HAD THE UPPER HAND!!! The pot was split 40-60, not enough to last the rest of the week. She grunted and grabbed the earnings, stalking out of the place. A plethora of laughter followed her mockingly, and she sighed as she stalked off to her room. If only Kamui would have saw her, which she thought he didn't, she would have died in humiliation. Seven times that week she made a promise not to gamble, and here she was doing so. Congrates to me. Kery though blankly.

[Kamui Shiro]

Kamui had not been watching Kery. He knew she had a gambling problem but even if she gambled away all of her assets, he still had gobs of money savings from his days with the syndicate. Given that he had changed banks seven times and had managed to move all of his funds to a safe and secure location but they had enough money to do whatever they wanted. Naturally he didn't tell her this but Kamui had always been the presumptuous type and he simply withdrew some funds every week so that he could cover both his and kery's expenses. This was not a permanent solution because no matter what, there was no more money comming in and with Kery's gambling addiction, they would eventually run out of it. All he could do at this point was cross his fingers and hope that she could keep up with her promise.

[Kerythia]

Kery banged open the door to the room. With the money she had found on the streets a few nights before, they had kept themselves up in a comfortable, spacious room in the fancier of inns. It consisted of a bed in each room, with a door between the two rooms. Assuming Kamui was in the other room, she threw herself in a chair and sighed. No more money would be coming in if she kept it up like this. But, how? How could she stop it? It was so addicting, the tension and thought of winning that much money. She knew her luck was horrible, but the girl couldn't stop herself.

Sighing, she silently made a promise to work double and play less. She put both elbows on the table and her hands on her forehead, trying to remember all the jobs that were needed in this humongous city.

[Kamui Shiro]

Kamui had gotten into the room but Kery had failed to mention which side was supposed to be his and which one was supposed to be hers. As such he had picked one at random and gotten into the bath but as soon as he heard the door open he was out. For some reason, unbeknownst to him, he had left his weapons in the front room and looked. From his vantage point there he didn't see anyone but he did smell her. Kery had come into the room. Either she was waiting for him or she had claimed this as her room. Either way, he simply shrugged and got back into the bath. It was nice to relax in such a manner once in a while.

[Kerythia]

No... No... Her brain would not comprehend their afternoon. She was too occupied by the upcoming gaming durning the night that the images disappeared within her afternoon. With a loud cry, she slammed her fist against the table, shaking her head in disgust with herself. What a pity.

In her silent remorse, she stalked over to the bathroom to wash her face. She thought she heard water, but disregard it as merrily the sink. She was about half way to the sink when she noticed a stranger in the tub. Surprised, she screamed, backed away, and had her polearm ready to kill, held out like a club. The alarm subsided when she recognized Kamui's form and she ran out to give him some privacy.

[Kamui Shiro]

As kery entered the bathroom he watched with a grin on his face and he stood up to sneak up on her, disregarding the fact that he was naked, at about the same time as she turned around to see him. Then as she turned to dart out he turned back around and climbed back into the bathtub. A small smile, on more of someone who had just finished a funny prank than anything sinister, crept across his lips and as he climbed into the bathtub and relaxed he called out to her.
"Kery? Are you alright?" He asked, half sarcastically.

[Kerythia]

The girl was more than furious. Her rage took control of her and she shouted in rage.
"ALRIGHT? ALRIGHT, YOU SAY! GODDAMMIT, KAMUI! I'M NOT ALRIGHT! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT? WHY DID YOU DO THAT? WHY DID I DO THAT? WHY CAN'T I STOP? WHY DOESN'T ANYONE HAVE THE ANSWER?"
She continued to rant on about the sky when she turned and slammed the door to their room.

The night was cooling and subsiding and Kery's rage rolled off like the ocean. She was surrounded by her own folk, wolves and bears and birds of a feather. Chipmunk Shifters in half form clambered up on the roofs, looking down at the beautiful city below. Ladies and their skirts waved around, their wings stretched to the sky. Kery needed more comfort than ever. She wanted to go home, where ever home was. She needed money, and something else than an addiction. She wanted Kamui to understand. She wanted to help Kamui herself. And so, she fled to the market and the smell of fruit. It was busy, and she doubt anyone could find her. Sounds, sights, and smells masked the girl.

[Kamui Shiro]

Kamui heard kery yell and knew she was angry about something. His bath was now over and he quickly dried off and put his cloths back on. Apparently this wasn't going to be his room but as he wasn't ready for bed yet, he decided he was going to go out and train. There was a forest a few miles to the east and he ran there as quickly as he could in his dire wolf form with ribbons, some blue and some yellow. It had been a while since he had fought kery's brother and he wanted to stay sharp so with that in mind he found a clearing with low handing branches and tied yellow ribbons to living branches and blue ribbons to dead ones. That being done, he drew his sword and tied the last blue ribbon around his eyes. It would be the blue ones he targeted. His form was not perfect and he had developed this style of mastery himself. With his katana in his main hand and the scythe in his offhand, he exhaled deeply and prepared himself. He would definately be back late that night.

[Kerythia]

Finally, the fiery rage the burned inside her subsided, and Kery sighed as she leaned against the bridge. She had left the messy market and had retreated to the bridge that held the river as it snaked its way through the city. If it were any other day, she would have shifted clothes and all into the waters, but it was nearing nighttime. Her calmer thoughts drifted back to Kamui and how she yelled at him. A pungent taste came to her mouth the more she thought about it, so she let the thought blow away in the wind. An apology would come to her later.

As she left herself to drift into the wind, little did she know about the growing threat that surrounded her. A gang of thugs had cornered her on both sides of the bridge, seeing she possessed quite a number of values. Besides the nasty looking polearm tied to her back, an overabundant coin pouch was tied to her belt and whatever was in that bag of hers it had to be something worth mugging. And, so, they decided on their next target.

Somebody had tapped her on the shoulder and Kery swung around, expecting to see Kamui. Instead, the fearsome sight of a towering man with his sword drawn entered her vision. The blade was lunging at her and she took out of polearm, just in time. Now, several more had approached her, all posing a threat. They were shifters by the look of them. With Kamui somewhere, it was about time she posed her own defense and she smirked as she threw her polearm back, tilting her head in a playful manner. Some of them grunted and took a lunge at her while the others laughed. Kery knocked away one of the swords while disarming another and injured him. Another went for her throat, but with a quick thrust like Kamui taught her, she killed him. The thugs went silent.

[Kamui Shiro]

Kamui tied a blue ribbon around his eyes so he could see nothing and called to mind the images of where everything was. He had memorized as much of his surroundings in the span of twenty seconds as he could. He began his weave, striking at the places he heard the ribbons blowing with the wind and where he had remembered them being tied to. He struck with his scythe in several places and spun under a branch before finally comming down on the last blue ribbon. When he opened his eyes he realized he had failed. While he had managed to cut down most of the blue ribbons, one still stood and he had cut one yellow one. What's more was that each ribbon had been cut down the middle except two which had been split diagonally. Annoyance became him. His style still wasn't perfect and this meant he'd have to spend even more tim practicing. By the time he was done with this, it was almost eleven in the evening and so he turned back around and started to head back to the hotel room. Even after hours of training, he still hadn't quite gotten it.

As he headed back he opted to stay in human form and take the road back, that would give kery more time to cool down. Having her angry and storming out like that was more than an annoyance to him at this current point in time and that was when he got an idea. Once he got back into town, he took a hiding spot and watched the hotel room, waiting for Kery to enter the room.

[Kerythia]

Kery wiped her hands on her pants as the guards hauled away two dead bodies and eight grumbling, snarling gang members. She tilted her head in thanks, curtsying once in respect, and grabbed the sack of coins. It was more than enough to earn back what they had lost from her little gamble. Her rage was far from starting again. She was grinning ear to ear as she strolled down the street back to the hotel. The blade of her polearm shined in the moonlight. It was extremely late at night, and she was tired from her little problem. Slowly she entered the her hotel room, feeling watched.

[Kamui Shiro]

Kamui took the necessary time to watch and wait for kery to go into the hotel room. That would be all he needed and with that he climbed on top of the hotel and stood on peak of the roof. He would be sleeping here tonight and he was silent as death so that he could make sure that he was not heard by anyone. His black clothing would camoflauge him with the night and he took advantage of that, lying down on the tiles beneath the full moon and enjoying the very sight of everything above him. Rarely did he get a chance to just look at the stars and now was a rare opportunity to observe that which was there to observe.

[Kerythia]

Kerythia laid on her bed, wondering where Kamui was. He wasn't back yet and it was a half and hour until midnight. She wondered if shouting at him made him angry. Was he mad at her, and was that why he wasn't here? Did she hurt his feelings? Did he even had feelings?
Of course he did. Otherwise he would have told you off by now.
She sighed and rolled onto her stomach, hugging the pillow. Maybe he had left because of her problem. She would have spent all his money if she kept it up, and no doubt Kamui would have seen this. He was a genius, after all.

Maybe he had left her.

With that, Kery got up. Her stuff was already packed, since they traveled so much. The roads would be clear, and she could travel until morning. It's not like an otter didn't sleep during the day. She grabbed her things and decided if he did actually leave her, she had no reason to stay here. It would be good to find her parents again, or chase after her brother in case he did leave a path of destruction.

Before she knew it, she was out the door and walking through town again. It seemed as if this city never slept, for there was a loud ruckus down near the center square. Someone was throwing a party. She started for the main road, wondering where did the assassin go. And why he had left without a goodbye.