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[Tai Kwan Leap]

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Tai had spent the last two hours in various kata forms with Grass Cutter.

He sat there in the doorway to the bedroom he shares with Rryn wearing only his hakama. Slowly he rubs the whetstone up and down the curve of the blade slowly and methodically chanting his mantras.

A sudden chill ran up his spine, and the tattoos on his body sparked to life. The two serpents that Rufus had given him were hissing lowly. The dragon that took up most of us upper torso and right arm was causing his right hand to bleed freely. The Yotogi symbol on the inside of his wrist was itching.

He laid Grass Cutter across his lap as he looked back into the bedroom. The morning sun came up and splashed it's dappled blessing upon him.

Tai, then spent the next hour doing repeated Twelve Suns Salute, working through the yogic positions in a fluidic manner.

He finished invoking ryu breath ten times.

As he walked to the altar lighting incense and candles for all that had passed ...

His gaze goes vacant for a moment as he remembers awakening with a bamboo container of tea and rice balanced on his head.

"Hugh-san!"

"Bloody hell it is fekkin' cold here. An' there's tha' fekkin' walkin' mound o' hair... I mean this lad is hairier than meself.. an' he's licking Master Po's head."

"Hugh-san, he is special."

"Tai, me boychick, I can see tha' he has more hair from 'neath his loincloth than I hae on me entire body."

Tai takes a moment to remove the tea and rice containers and looks and appraises.

"I would say you are about equal. Even after being shaved to enter this order."

"Well he is waving himself a' me."

"Hugh-san, you did not lift your kilt, did you?"

"Now, Tai, do I look like I have an injured shoulder?"

"Hugh-san, he is a protected creature."

"Okay. Okay."

*coughs*

"Hugh-san you are hiding something."

"Does this mean I cancel the liason with his mate?"

*blinks back tears*

He lights all the candles he can see in honor of the Poet.
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