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A Requiem for Phantoms
Tue Oct 24, 2017 10:48 pm
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He stood on the shore of the beach of Japan yet again. Keeping the Island off the coast was rather handy. They could essentially dock where they wanted and proceed. This was perfect in terms of a situation for them. They could help where needed and do things without giving away location. Tsubasa's hand held his kiseru as he inhaled a breath. Moving his frame around he skillfully avoided the enemies attacks being attacked by twenty or so kids with real blades. "Don't think about being fast, just move." He said as smoke leaked from his mouth now as he blew a small amount. He was educating them on speed and footwork, teaching here for his clan's next generation. Tsubasa was by many considered a fast man. Capable of traveling at extremely fast and capable speeds. He let them wipe sweat from their brows as they seemed tired. It had only been an hour for them attacking. Truthfully he'd done little aside from move just the amount needed. Reading the situation with his focus he was able to tell how they were moving.
Tsubasa didn't mind waiting for his enemy to tire out as he could go for a lengthy amount of time. "Remember, I'm not teaching you this for you to be warriors. We are killers, assassin's who strike fast and with fatal accuracy. Survivors write the history and dead tell the truth..We don't generally let the dead talk, however." He decided to show them a bit of speed. Or rather what being an assassin was about as he moved. His speed was something to behold if anyone could. The first one he ran into Tsubasa. Swung his arm at the male's jaw while his posture slipped through the male's guard. "Tighten your guard, a professional can slip past it..Your out." He said softly making his first "kill" of the twenty students. The others looked alarmed and only two reacted. He sidestepped the wild swing and brought the sword of the other against the one attacking him from behind. The two student's blades clanged against one another loudly. He tapped the male's bodies quickly with his fingertips before watching them step away.
"It's good to react, but don't rush in without thinking. Coordinate and make your plan to kill without failure." He had shown them the problem with their guard and one more issue bothered him. They lacked a sense of teamwork most should have. This mock heroism didn't suit them or anyone. "I will commend them both for attacking me at the same time..There is seventeen for you and one of me. Moving against me one by one is commendable, but not wise in the long run. Take a break and rest for now." He said walking away from them and sitting on a stone for now. The sand as warm beneath his toes and the ground would help them with balance among other things. He'd had his aide's escort back those drunk men who attacked him previously. They seemed to be communicating and talking now. He smiled a bit as he sipped from a sake cup his attendant was holding for him.
It was amusing to see the next generation try so hard to catch the previous. They fought tooth and nail to get close but didn't fathom it. They didn't have the upbringing he did or the reasons. One of them came over and asked him point blank the simple question. How are you so strong, what lead you to this. "I grew up in a time period different from your's is part of it. I was born in an age and area where kill or be killed was the logic. I decided to take the burden of the blood upon my hands. My brothers and I took the full burden of being killers. So younger kid's didn't have to see that life. In some cases, heroes don't do it. Sometimes you have to be the devil and make men fear you in order to protect the precious thing. The times have thankfully evolved past such primal murder." They all seemed to take into account that Tsubasa spoke of a time period of many battles and blood engagements without end. This wasn't something they could grasp without really being there.
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