Parthevia Empire

[Apollymi]

"I suppose it is." said Yasmin as she hopped out of the cart as well. Right after this was done, Fudo recommended they get in a bit of practice as they were currently on the outskirts of the city. He wished to see Paimon's power as well as her own, this was an interesting idea to the pink haired girl and as such she reached to grab the flabellum at her side and before too long had it in her hand, flipping it around her fingers as she did. "Hmm... I have no problem with that. A bit of practice is always good." she said the fan in her hands finally coming to a stop. This Magoi Manipulation had been discussed at length while they traveled so Yasmin understood in theory how to get the result she desired. And as such concentrated her Magoi. In so doing, she achieved what seemed to be a Djinn Equip of a minor status, the weapon equip. The wind kicking up around her as the flabellum transformed into a long handled spear. This was the only real change visible right now and a huge grin came to the girl's face as she began to swirl the weapon around with an unknown bit of skill. "Oh... this feels right." and with that she took an odd stance. Her left leg leading her right behind her for support. Her shoulders were relaxed and her hands were placed mid the long shaft and right at the end. "Here I come." she warned only to dash forward immediately after thrusting the spear with her hand at its far end while using her hold on the middle of the shaft for flexibility and accuracy. Her aim in this seemed to be a stab at the center of the man's body with the flabellum end enforced by wind to sharpen it quite a bit.

Meanwhile, Nasira took the hand extended to her by Bakura. She hopped out of the cart with his aid and landed on the ground hearing his statement about the tunnels her brows rose. "What on earth would one need tunnels for?" she asked, genuinely confused about the need for such things. Also there was the more than large matter of the two leaders of their Households, currently practicing right out in the open.

[Bloodedge]

Fudo waited for Yasmin to unleash her Djinn Equip. When she did, he became quite interested in its form, as well as the stance taken by the pink-haired woman. It seemed she was well-versed in staff-wielding. In fact, he dared compare the quality of her stance to that of his own royal swordplay, which he took by placing his left forearm against the small of his back while holding his short sword forward and keeping his feet close together on the ground. A nod followed Yasmin's announcement of her oncoming attack, and when her weapon came his way, he swayed to his immediate left while pressing his blade against the side of her polearm to deflect it. In the meantime, he focused his Magoi on his sword and called forth the flames of Amon from the blade. "Spirit of Politeness and Austerity, In the name of my Magoi, and my will to grant me a greater power, I order you and your members, Come Forth, Amon!" As the fire fed back into the weapon, Fudo's double-edged short sword became a claymore, black in color, while his hands and forearms developed a molten appearance. Instead of counter-attacking with his new weapon, he hopped away and looked at its large form with quite a bit of detest. "... I am not a fan of this."

When asked why one would need tunnels, Bakura could only grin and chuckle lightly. "Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat. Tunnels make it easier to get in and out without being seen moving from place to place."

[Apollymi]

Yasmin didn't expect to get anywhere with her current attack, that being said when it was deflected her hold on the shaft immediately changed, moving her arms further up, to grant her more control as the young man before her seemed to hop away, after having unleashed his Djinn weapon only to get something much more different than what he was used to dealing with. With this in mind Yasmin didn't immediately follow up. Instead she twirled the spear around her body and brought it to a stop in her other hand. "Hmm... yeah. That seems a bit bulky." she said genuinely trying to think of a solution to help this young man out as she retook her stance this time with her legs closer together and her arms evenly placed down the length of her weapon. "Maybe there's a way to condense it... and make it more suited to your style." she offered with a smile. She'd wait to see if he did anything with this and test out the defense of this weapon.

Nasira heard out what Bakura had to say about the use of tunnels and she supposed they were almost a necessity when one couldn't pay for things and they didn't want to be arrested. "I suppose that makes sense. I'd never have thought of such a thing myself." she said. She realized though her childhood hadn't been exceedingly happy, she'd never known the kind of struggle this young man had known. He was quite admirable for retaining his good nature and sense of humor given the circumstances.

[Bloodedge]

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Fudo replied while looking at the weapon. "Not that I have a strong hatred for this, but... not like this." Knowing the method of Magoi compression necessary for Djinn Equip, Fudo chose to simply amplify the compression until he was able to see the sword visibly changing its form. It became a shorter weapon, similar in appearance to that of a royal sword from the country Balbadd, which was ultimately suited to the form of royal swordplay Fudo had been taught. The curved, black blade radiated heat which gave it additional range. A couple of jabs at the air with this blade allowed Fudo to readjust to its size, though he acknowledged that its weight had never changed from its sealed form. "Amon's Royal Sword. Interesting. This looks like the weapon my mentor used all those years ago," he said as he took his stance once more. "Sorry for the wait. I'm ready now."

"You wouldn't have to. If I didn't tunnel my way around, I wouldn't be here today. If you ever need to run away from something, tunnels are the way to go." This was likely the most important bit of advice Bakura was able to give anyone, as it was one of the key factors to his survival for over a decade. Of course, he also had to give credit to his own guile, but tunnels made it possible for him to use said guile to maximum efficiency.

[Apollymi]

Yasmin had nothing to say. It was nice to be on the same page as someone else. So, she patiently waited for this young man to get a weapon he was more comfortable with using. Apparently he'd been taught Royal Swordplay as part of his earlier education and Yasmin respected that. The pink haired girl relaxed a bit more, her left hand firmly grasping the middle of her spear, her right one drifting a bit further backwards as she solidified her stance and it again became something worth looking at. "Alright then..." was all she had to say before she attacked again. This time aiming a trio of jabs towards this man's middle while maintaining a healthy distance between them. The wind seemed to dance around her person as she moved and her grip was lessened after her attempted strikes for some unknown reason.

"Hmm, I will keep that in mind. I am not very fond of the idea of running... but a tactical retreat is sometimes necessary to fight another day." mentioned the black haired girl. As she was now turned and watching the pair of Dungeon Capturers she was a bit interested in this young woman's style of fighting. It was well practiced and for her to have been a slave it seemed a bit unreasonable for her to know something like spearmanship. 'Where did she learn how to fight like that?'

[Bloodedge]

If there was one problem Fudo knew he would have in this spar, it was the amount of range Yasmin had against him. This was arguably the short sword's greatest weakness, and the wind augmentation only made matters worse. However, Fudo remained calm and collected while readying himself to move. The trio of stabbing movements forced him into much wider evasive maneuvers to both his left and right than the previous attack, and this made it more difficult for him to respond with an assault of his own. 'This form... It's so refined...' he thought. Furthermore, he considered how the remainder of this match would go if he began an assault as well. Keeping this in mind, he reverted his sword to its normal state, and backed away. "That'll do. We should avoid doing this with our Djinn Equips. I'm glad we did not meet as enemies. Things wouldn't end well for anyone in that case."

[Apollymi]

Yasmin was also busy taking in her opponents responses to her attacks. His responses were much faster than she expected. 'So fast.' she thought. In thinking about this from a fighting perspective she figured that if he dodged enough, she'd tire herself out long before she could take full advantage of the fact that her weapon had much greater reach than his. With this in mind an outcome in the fights between them seemed unfavorable. After a few seconds Fudo returned his sword to normal and in so doing stated the things she'd just been thinking herself. A smile crossed the pink haired girl's face as she relaxed her flabellum returning to it's normal length which she tucked back into the loose chain belt she had around her waist. "I was just thinking that as well... I'm glad we're friends." she said completely returning to her relaxed posture. "Hm, I should get a normal spear for practicing." she said aloud but to no one in particular.

[Bloodedge]

Now that the spar had come to its official end, Fudo pulled out his cloth and wrapped his weapon to return it to its resting place. He wondered if all Dungeon Capturers would encounter such a problem as the one Yasmin and himself nearly did, or if some were more suited to friendly combat against one another. "We'll find a way to practice one day. Your Magoi Manipulation is quite good, by the way. Shall we give liberating the area a shot?"

[Apollymi]

Samiya the Magi had been watching the practice bout between the two Dungeon Capturers and was more than a bit amazed how they turned theory into practice with little to no effort. This of course, only made her more soundly aware that both herself and Ali were apparently able to pick Candidates who had similar qualities and would be able to defend themselves. Still, the problem of the two facing each other was rather easily rectified and she figured she may as well chime in on this, before Yasmin could reply to the young man's previous statement. "He's quite right, your Magoi Manipulation is quite good, and you have an above average amount of it, both of you. As for your practicing with each other, you will find it much easier to combine your attacks and fighting styles than you will find it to fend each other off. With normal weapons though, you'll both learn to overcome your shortcomings as fighters which is something I would advise of both of you..." she finished only to look off into the distance. Yasmin was about to reply and instead was stopped and after taking in all that Samiya had to say she bowed to the redheaded Magi and smiled. "Thanks for the advice." she chimed before turning to Fudo who had suggested the pair of them try liberating this area. Given what this young woman wanted to do, she thought about what that would entail and spoke on it as such. "The Harron Clan runs the slave trade in this country, and I am unsure if it will be possible to diplomatically convince them to abandon it. According to Ali and confirmed by the Elder Brother I faced before... they are potentially all dungeon capturers... so that is something to look out for. But I never met any of the other siblings during my time as Shaqeeq's slave. I only know what the Elder brother looks like because he came looking for me after my Dungeon was sunk." she said thinking it over before rushing any particular way.

[Bloodedge]

"You're right," was his reply to Samiya. "If we manage to find a way to do this without maiming each other, we'll be able to counter our weaknesses: Mine against long range, and yours," he continued, shifting his attention back to Yasmin, "against short range. As for this Harron family, if we approach them carefully enough to not encounter multiple Dungeon Capturers and Household Members at once, we could free their holds one by one. If they won't free the slaves on our terms, then we'll free them."

Bakura had been observing the interaction between the others from the sidelines, and of all that was said, he had only one concern. Said concern was something said by Fudo, which made him lean toward Nasira and whisper a single word query. "Maiming?"

[Apollymi]

Samiya nodded to Fudo though added a little more for clarity. "That isn't all I mean. Style wise you two could help each other out, but should the need to conserve Magoi ever be present... elementally your Djinn are compatible as well. Though I am sure between the two of you, you'll figure that out all on your own." she mentioned in a haphazard sort of way. Yasmin heard these words and nodded to both Samiya as well as Fudo, who was quite right, if they managed to fight without causing each other serious injury, they'd eventually be able to overcome the problems presented them by their respective fighting styles. As for the liberation of this country, she supposed that was one way to go about it. "Hmm, I guess that would make a reasonable amount of sense, diplomacy first... fight if necessary. I am not sure how large each household would be only that there are only two other siblings of Shaqeeq so that narrows it down quite a bit. They live in different parts of town... one on the east and one on the west. Storage facilities were in the North and Shaqeeq's hold was in the South. No idea if that has changed in the last week or so." she mentioned so that everyone would have all necessary information.

Meanwhile, Nasira was asked a covert question by Bakura about the meaning of a word which was spoken by Fudo. She had no problem explaining these things, as the boy was educating her in the nature of street things. She had no problem giving him information on words as such she leaned in and whispered the explanation. "It means to injure in a way that leaves a lasting impression. Like losing an arm, or getting a horrific scar something like that."

[Bloodedge]

"Ah... I see." Moving along from the matter of training, Fudo considered the most tactical way of going about this freedom movement. Now that he knew where the outposts were, and that Shaqeeq had himself set up to the south, he figured out the best thing he could suggest. "It may be wise to go south first. If we free the remaining slaves of Shaqeeq, we could use it as leverage against the other two. Either they meet our terms and free their slaves, or we'll do what we did in the south."

Meanwhile, Bakura received the definition he sought of the word maim. But, when getting it, he was once again confused by something else. Rather, there were now two words his vocabulary seemed to be lacking. "Ohh. Impression? Horrific?"

[Apollymi]

Yasmin could at least see the logic behind the plan of attack Fudo was suggesting. It also involved the least amount of fighting which she was also okay with considering she didn't really like the idea of hurting anyone unnecessarily. "Hmm, seems reasonable enough. Let's do it." she said affirming her own beliefs in this cause to free people from the oppression that was slavery in this country.

Meanwhile it seemed that in her explanation Nasira had presented two more words this lad didn't know. With this in mind she paused before explaining. "An impression is an feeling or idea about someone or something. And horrific is a word to describe something which causes you to feel extremely shocked, fearful or disgusted." she went on to explain. wondering if the word disgust would have to be explained as well as it was the most complex of all the words she'd used in her explanation. But she was not without knowing that plans were being hatched by the two dungeon Capturers about their plans to apparently liberate this country.

[Bloodedge]

"Alright." And so, they had come to another agreement. Fudo would once again take to driving the cart to their destination, with plans of relying on Yasmin's direction in this area. Upon noticing the goings-on betwixt these two, Bakura also began to move toward the cart. Nasira had proven very helpful in clearing up the words he had failed to comprehend up to this point, and for this, he was grateful. "Oh, cool. Thanks for that. And... sorry if I'm getting on your nerves, being stupid and all."

[Apollymi]

Since Fudo was headed back towards the cart, Yasmin followed as well. They'd already come to an agreement about what to do with the Harron Clan. With this in mind she had no problem just hopping in to give directions should he need them. "Basically the town is divided into quarters from the center of town. The southern part is to the left... north to the right... east is this road we are on... and west is going straight from this direction." she said with an amazing memory for the way this part of the country worked. Of course, she'd walked it more than a thousand times in her life. "If you want a faster or more covert route though, Baki is the one to ask... he's used to moving around without being seen." Meanwhile noticing the stirring in the two King Candidates Nasira also headed for and hopped into the back of the cart waving off Bakura's commentary. "No need for all that. I am more than happy to help. To be honest..." she lowered her voice just a tad. "Normally, I am completely lost, and Fudo is constantly explaining things to me. This is a refreshing change of pace." With that they were more than clear to be be off.