And with this, this is a finished Chapter
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai
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Andrew Norris
Her eyes alight on Cologne who had a mask herself on, and was hiding her emotions behind a primitive shield.
Eilsa sipped at the tea Kasumi placed by her side, as she watched Cologne touch various places on each of the teenager's backs, to keep them still.
She stopped, taking a deep breath, watching as Cologne and Kasumi nod, and Nodoka stare at Eilsa in shock.
"All of which, I'll concede are not by themselves viable reasons in separation.
Cologne was foolish to think
a apprentice to Happosai would be affected for long by pressure
points.
Nodoka's fussing over Ranma awaken the child, and the young martial artist's eyes widened in shock at the battlefield, unable to form coherent words at the sight of carnage that would not normally be
expected by anyone.
The infamous pervert of Nerima, Happosai, had been destroyed
- but not before killing both his prized students and two of the
larger-than-life youths that had called the ward home.
Kasumi had lit Soun?s pyre first; the genuine sadness in
her whispered prayers let Elisa know that this disciple of Sith, at
least, had some good in him. Nodoka?s prayers, by comparison, were a
touch more flippant; Elisa couldn?t make out all of it, but Nodoka
apparently suspected her husband was not going to find the afterlife
pleasant. Kodachi had said nothing while setting her brother?s torch
ablaze, and Cologne had kept her whispered prayers beyond the ears of
anyone mortal.
From there, the congregation began to move forward. The community was as varied as would be expected, and had more than its share of color. Teenaged girls enamored of the ?cute? waiter at the Nekohanten came to urge his soul onward; practitioners of the local school of swordsmanship offered wooden swords and their elegies to their fallen comrade. Some had come if for no other reason than politeness and
curiosity; a hero?s death was no surprise for any of these souls, but so soon in life was. One by one, they paid their respects, occasionally stopping by the families of the slain to offer their
condolences before leaving.
...
She would need to talk
with both of them in the next couple of days; she had her suspicions
as to why, but fear from a Padawan generally wasn?t a good thing.
...
Sensing where her place needed to be, she walked to Cologne?s side.
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