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Mission log! [Closed]

Characters: Auron and Koujurou

Location: Andorra

Rating: A for ASS KICKING

Time: Feb. 10

Description: What better way to celebrate having your Weapon back than going on a mission?

After making sure they had a survival kit prepared just in case of something going awry, Auron was ready to tackle this latest mission. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed Koujurou until the man had left. It felt honestly good to be working side by side once more.

This particular mission involved finding a kishin egg that could be responsible for people disappearing. It might mean a bit of a fight. Fortunately Auron's request for a real sword had been completed. He wore a large Spiran-style katana strapped to his back. If he got separated from Koujurou for any reason, he'd be able to defend himself.

"So we find a long haired woman with bug wings?" he asked his partner.

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"Hm."

A frown crossed Kojuro's face as he considered the information. This would not be the first time that he had been in a risky situation before, and most definitely not the first time during a mission for Shibusen. Briefly, some of his operations with Vergil came to mind.

"I will volunteer for the task."

He was the Weapon between them. He could easily shift out and stab where it hurt, giving them the delay that he and Auron needed in order to get into position.

Auron did not ask, "are you sure?" If Koujurou said he would do something, he would do it. In that regard, they were both a lot alike.

He clapped his hand to his Weapon's shoulder. "I guess it gives me a chance to try out my new sword if I have to beat her off you."

Kojuro cracked a smile at that comment - it was brief but warm, as was typical of him.

"That is always a good reason for testing a blade." Trust in people like them to find that sort of crack funny. The samurai looked around again, then turned back to his companion. "Now, we must find a good place."

"Right. Looks like...the lowest point of this river is nearby. Enough for someone to try to cross. Might be a good spot."

Auron scouted along the banks. "I'll have to hide enough back into the foliage. The banks are pretty exposed so you'll have to hang onto her as long as you can while I run your way."

"Very well."

Kojuro turned away then, intent on heading for his new destination. He paused just long enough to shift his arm into a blade once, as if testing if he could still do it. It had been a long time, after all.

Once he was satisfied, he spoke again.

"Let us prepare."

Auron dug into the ground next to a tree. Not knowing how good the kishin egg's eyesight could be, he removed his coat and pinned it to the ground with a rock. For good measure, he rubbed dirt into his face and his arms so he'd blend in the with foliage.

Koujurou was supposed to stroll up to the bank any time now. Auron had waited a good half and hour where he was and hadn't seen a thing. Still, he kept a hand on his sword. Waiting.

Thankfully, Kojuro was finally coming around. Their target had not quite shown itself yet - as such, the Weapon gave no indicator that he was aware of Auron's presence somewhere beyond his peripheral vision.

A few minutes more of waiting, and just before he was about to move off again, he heard a sweet voice call out from behind. He turned around, and spotted a beautiful woman standing some distance away from him.

From Auron's point of view, what he would see in the next few moments was the pair drawing closer, talking. Then, just as Kojuro wrapped his arms around the woman, she sprouted wings.

It was then that Kojuro shifted one arm, planting it against their target's chest. Her shriek of surprise and pain pierced the air as the blade that his arm had become ran her through.

Auron nearly tripped while he ran but he kept his feet pounding the ground and forced himself upright, swinging his massive sword.

He did not want to guess whether the kishin egg had a stinger or some kind of poisonous bite. He smacked the monster in the face, coming between the two of them.

Auron didn't yell out for his partner to transform. He figured the Weapon would know that Auron was guarding him those few seconds for the necessary transformation. It was like a resonance of thought and will before Koujurou actually transformed.

And Auron was right on the mark: Kojuro shifted out the moment his partner was close enough, and his blade form spun once in the air before landing right within the other man's hand, on cue.

The click of their wavelengths filled his soul with power. The Weapon immediately lit up with the telltale crackle of electricity. Good thing too: the kishin was starting to recover, and was now attempting to flee.

Auron spiked his Spiran-style katana into the ground and grabbed onto his Weapon with both hands. He whipped the electricity wrapped blade toward a wing, slicing it in two.

The kishin egg fell to the bank of the river. It screeched with pain and looked up. Auron showed no mercy as he hacked the kishin egg through its torso.

Kojuro, in turn, fed as much of his wavelength into his Meister as he could, striking just the right balance between them to lend Auron the boost that he needed without overwhelming him.

It was amazing how the two of them worked so well together now. Any reaffirmation of that filled the retainer with satisfaction.

The kishin egg rested in two different pieces. Auron gripped the Weapon tightly, letting the vestiges of an adrenaline rush work through him.

"Didn't even have a chance," he said, smiling.

Kojuro took that as his cue to shift out. He pulled himself out of that form, and stepped over to grasp at the kishin's soul the moment it bared itself to them.

Eating the thing was never pleasant, but it did not matter. Such a thing made him stronger.

"Perhaps we should head back."

Auron pulled his sword from the bank of the river and nodded. "Sure, let me just get my coat."

He clapped his Weapon and friend on the shoulder and trotted back to his hiding place. Hopefully the denizens of the forest hadn't started to eat his coat. He was kind of attached to it.

Kojuro followed along, glancing around the area. His senses were still trained on their surroundings; the Weapon wanted to make sure they were completely safe.

"We should report the dispatch to the local citizenry as well. They deserve to know that the monster that was hunting them has been sent back where it belongs."

Auron made a face as he saw the state of his coat. He grabbed it by the collar and thoroughly shook as much of the dirt and debris off as possible.

"Good idea. At least they might be able to search for the dead and perform their version of a Sending."

"Indeed. Perhaps we may stop to rest and have a drink, as well, before returning to the city."

Kojuro usually wanted to return immediately, but this was his first mission out with Auron in what he felt had been a long time.

"Oh yeah? Well...sure, I guess we could do that for a little bit. Just as long as we're not too late. Roy's having some kind of funeral thing so I wanted to stop by."

It was a bit of a process for Auron to get his coat back on, from sash to belts to the new shoulder harness for his sword. "So a little reward for your first mission back?"

Kojuro glanced over at Auron at that statement, reminded, all of a sudden, of their commander's loss. He nodded.

"We do not need to linger for very long." Then, with a smile, "I simply wish to enjoy the moment, yes."

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Mission log! [Closed]

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I suppose we can timeskip in your next tag? Have Auron camping out and waiting?

Timeskip ahoy

w00t

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Damn, that is a good icon there! With appropriate keywords

Haha, thanks!

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