Kara had been struggling with the miasma of emotions that the last few weeks has left her with. She had met a new potential partner, found out that her brother had returned from the dead, and been able to exact terrible retribution on one of the terrorists of Moonspire. It was a lot to process, even for someone as intellectually superior as her. With Doku in tow Kara would make her way to her shop, Eclipse Unlimited. As they approached the steel, glass and stone building she briefly wondered if she should consider changing the names of two of her storefronts. She had stayed with Damien’s naming conventions when she had purchased his company and merged it with her own, but as much as she loved the man she could see the confusion the name might cause.
A gentle but firm hand on the small of her back brought her back from her musings, and she realized that she had been standing there staring at the signage for clearly too long. Turning to look up at her dark haired bodyguard, she would give him a grateful smile. She could see concern written all over his face, and while she was momentarily annoyed that he saw weakness in her, that annoyance faded as he moved closer and she felt his comforting presence. “Thank you, Doku.” He smiled down at her warmly and pressed a light kiss on the top of her head. “Uh course, Mistress. Anythin’ fahwar ya.” Kara shook her head with an amused smile on her face, Doku clearly took his job seriously and while she didn’t appreciate his dull mind she could appreciate his loyalty.
With the gentle nudging from Doku she made her way into the shop, standing in the front area in the dark as Doku locked the door after they were both inside. Kara had closed her eyes and was quietly allowing the darkness to settle over her. As she stood in silence she tried to isolate the emotion that she was feeling. She went through many in her mind, all of them close but not quite close enough, until finally her golden eyes snapped open as the word came to her. “Melancholy.” As soon as she said the word aloud everything fell into place, except Doku who gave a quizzical grunt in response to her exclamation. Turning to look at him briefly she explained what she had meant and then walked into the back office. “The emotion I’m feeling, Doku. It’s melancholy.”
Sitting down at the large wooden desk she leaned back into the luxurious and comfortable leather chair. On the desk were boxes of papers and notebooks and journals; Damien’s possessions. She had been through this box countless times but now she felt slightly less grieved as she began to sift through it. A strange calm had settled on her and she found that she could look through his notes without rage or tears. She pored over the notes, turning on a small desk lamp to allow herself enough light to read by but not too much to draw unwanted attention. From the front showroom she could hear the sounds of Doku moving around, and the tell tale ‘creak’ noise of him eventually sitting in a chair. ‘Good’ Kara thought, ‘As long as he doesn’t sleep too soundly, at least he won’t bother me.’ Doku hadn’t been bothering her, but she knew eventually he’d get bored and come see what she was doing.
She stayed reading through Damien’s notes for many hours, and as the time wore on she began to see a pattern emerging. While Damien had been engineering many different prototypes, some of his most promising were ones related to travel and power. The power ones she set aside for the time being and focused on the one’s related to travel. Her mind worked as she put together the pieces of his work, she could see just how close he had been to unraveling the powers of space time and she marvelled at it. She could see the connections between fuuinjutsu and space time and with a sudden burst of inspiration she would stand and walk towards the wall behind the desk. Hanging on the wall was a portrait of Damien, one that she had painted herself. It was a flawless reproduction of what he had looked like in life of course since she had painted it, and she took it down and flipped the painting over so she could see the back of the canvas. Holding her left hand out she would channel her chakra to her finger tips, a glowing gold ephemeral substance and with one smooth motion she then pressed her fingers to the back of the painting. She created the seal that she had envisioned in her mind; 太陽と星 - sun and stars. It stayed glowing for a few moments and then faded to a dull gold. Placing the painting back on it’s hook she ensured it looked undisturbed and then set about tidying up the office - returning Damien’s notes to a locked cabinet and turning off the desk lamp. Closing the office door, Kara walked into the front showroom and up to a lightly dozing Doku. Quietly she would walk back to the office, open the door and let herself in and then close the door once more. With a loud voice she would call out to Doku, then wait for him to be just about to open the door. At that moment she activated the technique, briefly entering a dimensional void and then appeared behind the sleepy man. Tapping lightly on his shoulder she would be grinning at the look of surprise on his face. He offered a simple “Wha?” to which she replied, “We are going to be doing a lot of traveling my dear.” After her successful experiment she returned home, ensuring the shop was once again locked up tight.
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A gentle but firm hand on the small of her back brought her back from her musings, and she realized that she had been standing there staring at the signage for clearly too long. Turning to look up at her dark haired bodyguard, she would give him a grateful smile. She could see concern written all over his face, and while she was momentarily annoyed that he saw weakness in her, that annoyance faded as he moved closer and she felt his comforting presence. “Thank you, Doku.” He smiled down at her warmly and pressed a light kiss on the top of her head. “Uh course, Mistress. Anythin’ fahwar ya.” Kara shook her head with an amused smile on her face, Doku clearly took his job seriously and while she didn’t appreciate his dull mind she could appreciate his loyalty.
With the gentle nudging from Doku she made her way into the shop, standing in the front area in the dark as Doku locked the door after they were both inside. Kara had closed her eyes and was quietly allowing the darkness to settle over her. As she stood in silence she tried to isolate the emotion that she was feeling. She went through many in her mind, all of them close but not quite close enough, until finally her golden eyes snapped open as the word came to her. “Melancholy.” As soon as she said the word aloud everything fell into place, except Doku who gave a quizzical grunt in response to her exclamation. Turning to look at him briefly she explained what she had meant and then walked into the back office. “The emotion I’m feeling, Doku. It’s melancholy.”
Sitting down at the large wooden desk she leaned back into the luxurious and comfortable leather chair. On the desk were boxes of papers and notebooks and journals; Damien’s possessions. She had been through this box countless times but now she felt slightly less grieved as she began to sift through it. A strange calm had settled on her and she found that she could look through his notes without rage or tears. She pored over the notes, turning on a small desk lamp to allow herself enough light to read by but not too much to draw unwanted attention. From the front showroom she could hear the sounds of Doku moving around, and the tell tale ‘creak’ noise of him eventually sitting in a chair. ‘Good’ Kara thought, ‘As long as he doesn’t sleep too soundly, at least he won’t bother me.’ Doku hadn’t been bothering her, but she knew eventually he’d get bored and come see what she was doing.
She stayed reading through Damien’s notes for many hours, and as the time wore on she began to see a pattern emerging. While Damien had been engineering many different prototypes, some of his most promising were ones related to travel and power. The power ones she set aside for the time being and focused on the one’s related to travel. Her mind worked as she put together the pieces of his work, she could see just how close he had been to unraveling the powers of space time and she marvelled at it. She could see the connections between fuuinjutsu and space time and with a sudden burst of inspiration she would stand and walk towards the wall behind the desk. Hanging on the wall was a portrait of Damien, one that she had painted herself. It was a flawless reproduction of what he had looked like in life of course since she had painted it, and she took it down and flipped the painting over so she could see the back of the canvas. Holding her left hand out she would channel her chakra to her finger tips, a glowing gold ephemeral substance and with one smooth motion she then pressed her fingers to the back of the painting. She created the seal that she had envisioned in her mind; 太陽と星 - sun and stars. It stayed glowing for a few moments and then faded to a dull gold. Placing the painting back on it’s hook she ensured it looked undisturbed and then set about tidying up the office - returning Damien’s notes to a locked cabinet and turning off the desk lamp. Closing the office door, Kara walked into the front showroom and up to a lightly dozing Doku. Quietly she would walk back to the office, open the door and let herself in and then close the door once more. With a loud voice she would call out to Doku, then wait for him to be just about to open the door. At that moment she activated the technique, briefly entering a dimensional void and then appeared behind the sleepy man. Tapping lightly on his shoulder she would be grinning at the look of surprise on his face. He offered a simple “Wha?” to which she replied, “We are going to be doing a lot of traveling my dear.” After her successful experiment she returned home, ensuring the shop was once again locked up tight.
- Spoiler:
- Spending 5 CP and applying one tag in Eclipse Unlimited, Kumo Branch
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