A Haunting in Takahashi Household [Tama and Teke]

[Takahashi Aki]

The Takahashi Household stood as it always had. The house was destroyed some time ago, it was rebuilt brick for brick. It was an exact copy of what it had been. One would have thought that Sousuke had done some renovations to the household but he did not. The Steward would open the door to the household and reveal that the household for the moment was empty. He would removed his shoes. Despite Sousuke having metallic feet, there were still some formalities to be had. He wore shoes, and sometimes he wore socks. There were quirks to be had in being a human. The two would pass by a curious art piece. It looked like a broken mirror that had different colour shards to it. When Tama passed by it, he would feel a slight chill coming down his spine.

Sousuke would be looking about to see if Teke was present. He didn't want her here to see this, but if she were here? It would be something he would have to explain. Teke already had her own complications. She did not need to hear of his own, or have to deal with it either. The Steward would go down the hallway and motion for Tama to come with him. The two would come to the basement door, which Sousuke would open up. The two would go down into the basement. Once they were past the washer and dryer, Sousuke would then open up the hidden room. The room was in complete darkness. He would flip the lights on. The room would be flooded it with lights. It was still very much the same room. Sousuke would attend to a few wall panels, several tables would rise from out of the room.

"Teke might be out doing a mission, or doing sociable things. Teenagers. They do that sort of thing from time to time."<i></i> Sousuke would explain. Sousuke knew that Tama had a strained time when in the presence of those who were of the female gender. The other exception was Mako, but Sousuke wondered if Tama was just subjected to a perpetual state of terror when dealing with his grandmother.

 

[Toraono Michino]

While the good Steward had taken his time to go do the proper paperwork of checking out of the hospital, as he was man who loved his paper trails, Tama quickly returned to his own house.

Positioned on a cliff that happened to hang over the Diamond District, the house was more akin to a shack when compared to the mansions of the city directly beneath him. It was about the length and size of a double-wide trailer and had only one door on the far left side; closest to the cliffs edge. It even looked like a trailer in the fact that it appeared to be relocatable and didn’t seem to have a foundation at all. One would probably even question if the doctor had running water or working facilities - which of course he did. Though in the defense of anyone asking the scientist had been forced to build them himself and the act of attaching to the sewer system below from such a height, while still maintaining the aesthetic of the cliff he was perched on, had been a chore.

Taking out what appeared to be the most simple saw-toothed key, the scientist gently slid it into the locking mechanism on his doorknob and turned it first counter-clockwise, then three turns clockwise. With each full rotation another lock/trap was disarmed and after the fourth he was able to twist the knob and push open the plywood door. On the other side, he pushed open not a regular door, but something akin to a vaults’ seal. With each click of the key another lever slid out of place allowing the door to be pushed open. It was one of the many marvels about his house considering the doors weight should of easily forced his trailer to collapse upon itself, but it didn’t seem to be any heavier than a brick.

Stepping over the boundaries of his door he left it opened to allow some fresh air to circulate through. The smell of sharp chemicals and mild burning incense whipped up through the air at the first breeze as quickly the wind took it out and his living room/kitchen that had been modeled after his first home. Within minutes it smelled of the desert again.
The first part of the house was nearly identical to the one he owned in the old Diamond District up until he opened the door to where his room had once been. Replacing it was a long corridor with multiple doors on either side that was the rest of his home. Unlike the rest of the trailer which appeared to be made of…regular house materials, the corridor was stainless steel and built to hold in all sorts of things. Every single door that he passed as he moved quickly towards the last on the left was marked with a light positioned above. They all had three different colored panels that the light would be manually switched to so that the doctor wouldn’t forget which experiments were pressure/air sensitive so that he didn’t open them without due caution.
The last door he faced had non of these lights. In fact the door itself seemed to be actually made of the plywood his front door pretended to be of and without even undoing a lock the scientist swung it open. The florescence light from the hallway illuminated enough of the darkness inside so that he could walk in and grab the metal string in the center. Pulling it until there was a click, the most basic yellow light bulb flared to life, barely putting out enough light mixed with the halls’ to reveal where Dr. Ryuu was.

It was, more or less, his supply and invention room.

Metal wire-rack shelves that stood at least ten feet in height appeared to be bolted at the bottom and ceiling filled the room. There was at least twelve of them and each one was filled to the brim with something, though it all looked entirely unorganized. Right below the hanging lamp that was now swaying slightly from being turned on was an old leather bound tome sitting patiently on a standing pedestal. Etched in gold filigree on the book’s surface was the words, ‘Tama’s Godly Index.’ With a swift hand he flipped open the cover followed by the first two pages before his finger scrolled down through the index inside of the index. Finally he came across a certain title and page number. His other hand fingered the thick pages of the book until he had counted the number and held a finger there to mark it. He did this once more for every digit except his pinky and thumb before moving over to the first marked page.
“Ancient History and Genealogy,” the doctor muttered to himself as he mentally marked where the books he needed were, “Time Manipulation…no…that’s not eet. Otherworld, Mysterious Chakras…ah, thar eet is. Seals, Rituals, un’ Tributes. Aaaand then…”

After about ten minutes of looking through the Index he finally had a mental list of every shelf he needed to visit. With a quick step the scientist walked towards the far less lit background of his storage until he stepped up to a tall metal cabinet. From inside the scientist grabbed a folded cloth weave duffle bag and shook it opened before turning right and moving to the shelf about three off from the furthest away from either light source. There he pulled down a large book that claimed to hold basic chemistry lessons and flipped it open towards the back. In the hollowed out pages was a far smaller book bound with red-colored leather. It was filled with about fifty pages of personal notes from many different periods of his life detailing the power that slept inside of him, its uses, dangers, and where it came from. The secrets inside of the small red book alone could turn the Sunakagure government on its head politically if it were to fall into the right hands; or perhaps wrong. Yet after the severity of his short time facing a Flame Lord trapped inside of Sosuke’s sword, the doctor knew he was going to need everything at his disposal if he wanted to be of any help.
From there he weaved between the shelves gathering other books, basic supplies for performing high chakra rituals which happened to include fresh human blood; which he had just enough left of. While it was probably the easiest supply for him to gather, working out of a hospital and all, it was also the first one to expire; also rather controversial. So rare was his need for human blood, though, that he marked himself fortunate to have needed some only a day ago for a different ritual. Once everything had been gathered Tama zipped the bag closed and quickly made his way towards Sousuke’s home but not before locking his front door back down.

Overall it took him about the same amount of time Sousuke had taken to fill out everything and make his way home. The two met back together about ten yards away from the Steward’s doorstep. A look of seriousness was fixed on the scientist’s face, though if it was due to the upcoming procedure or the fact that he was entering the same place Mako called home was unknown. The woman may be out playing cards right now but only the gods knew how long she’d have before wining everything and returning. He could only imagine the only reason anyone still let her into their games was that they actually enjoyed her company; because she always won.

Stepping over the threshold and into his friend’s house brought back a flood of memories both over a decade old and recent, though Tama could never tell which were which. There was a moment of nervousness at the thought of Teke, but it was quickly broken when Tama set eyes on the strange mirror displayed as an art piece. The reflection of himself was only there on a few pieces, the others reflected either a shadow or something else. It didn’t take him long to tear his eyes away and quickly follow Sousuke in fear towards the basement.

This house gave him the willies.

In the basement with the lights tripped on and tables out, Dr. Ryuu placed his duffle bag up on one of the raised surfaces with a clunk mixed of metal and paper. Zipping it open he began to remove his books first and organize them as he felt he might need them before tossing one of them to the Steward.
“Page 204. There is a circular design there with a bunch of old Runic Terran surrounding the outer edges. If you can find some chalk or ink and start drawing that out while I get set up over here we can get started up a little faster.”

 

[Teke]

Teke had been pretty busy the past few weeks, she was gearing up for a promotion to a full ANBU finally. She'd done plenty of missions but it was specific stuff that she'd never really looked into until recently with Kaen and they were making some good headway thankfully. That said she had just finished a long night of paperwork and interrogations and was looking a little worse for wear, even the dark sunken eyes that she'd manage to shake off during the time dilation were quickly making themselves present again. "I swear to fuck, we need to start muzzling people before we interrogate them because if one more asshat spits on me I'm going to turn the Obsidian Palace into a fucking lightning rod and fry every prisoner from the inside out." Thankfully these words were spoken only in her head as she hopped roof to roof through the village and toward home, having parted ways with her mentor a ways back.

As she approached home however she would spot two people in front of her home, one of the figures she recognized of course as Sousuke. It was pretty hard to mistake a man-made primarily of metal for anyone else but the other she would not recognize, though if he was being invited inside he was obviously a friend of the family. Teke, of course, had no idea it was the man she'd previously when Sousuke was having his new mechanical eye implanted, not that she could say much given how much she'd changed in a short space of time but he seemed quite a fair bit different to her outwardly. Tired, a little grouchy and dirty as she was her curiosity wouldn't be sated without investigating their business in the house and she slowed her roll slightly to allow them to get in and move to wherever they were heading to before landing in front of the front door and pushing her way inside.

Upon entering she took a moment to listen and to her expectation she heard little of nothing except for a distant closing of a door which she had a good idea of which door it was. Before going to invade whatever kind of meeting was happening she would dash up to her room and throw off most of the disgusting outer layers of her clothes, down to her black ANBU pants and ANBU underarmor top, called that because that was the only time she wore them. She'd not bother changing into new clothes before getting at least a shower but she didn't want to miss out on anything more than she may have already. Teke figured that if this was a meeting she wasn't meant to butt in on it wouldn't be taking place in her home and she enjoyed being nosy, a boon for her profession perhaps?

Once a little more comfortable she would happily trot her way down from her bedroom and through the house, coming to the door leading down into the basement that was also an operating theatre? It should feel weirder to her than it actually does but it would take something seriously fucked to phase her truly. She slowly and quietly as she could pushed open the door just enough for her to slip in and down the steps, she wasn't try-harding but being quiet came naturally with the lifestyle. It also meant she could catch the end of whatever conversation was being had and though she didn't recognize this blonde man she certainly had something tickle the back of her mind in terms of his voice that she just couldn't place, she shrugged it off for now though in favor of what seemed to be a pretty weird ritual-esque activity being described. "So what are we summoning? Or who? Is the basement really big enough for these kinds of outdoor activities?" Teke said, quite loudly and with intent to startle whilst also being her usual snarky self and trying to inject a bit of humor into what looked to be a pretty serious conversation, silly adults.

[WC - 680]

 

[Takahashi Aki]

Sousuke caught the book with his flesh arm. He looked at the spine of the book. It was in Runic Terran. The look of amusement came over him, or what seemed to be amusement. Sousuke knew how to read and speak Runic Terran. With what Tama had instructed him to do it was important to know Runic Terran. There was a difference between knowing what was being said and just mimicking the symbols. In the case of the later a slight curvature of the wrong rune could cause disastrous effects. It wasn't that Sousuke couldn't copy it word for word. Sousuke opened the book and then flipped to the page Tama told him to. He looked over the pattern. He looked at the image and memorized it within seconds. He would acquire the chalk that Tama had spoke of.

Sousuke would take off his dress coat and he would go to a corner of the room to start crafting the seal. This was the realm of sorcery. It something that Sousuke was not entirely keen on. He would place in trust in Tama as to what was going to happen. The Steward took his time and did this seal. He needed to make sure that nothing was going to be botched here. When it came to sorcery, a botch could spell doom. Sousuke would carefully back away as he completed the first part of the seal. It was a very neat and tidy seal. The lines were perfectly drawn. Sousuke would back out and then approach from a different angle then to complete the seal. Again very neatly he would continue to draw out the rest of the seal. By the time he was completed Teke had come into the room. She had asked them who they were summoning or what. "We are ... "<i></i> He paused for a moment and looked to Tama. He then looked back at Teke. Well this was something of a pickle really.

Sousuke said nothing for a moment, as he was making his considerations. He would look again at Tama, and then back to Teke. "I am experiencing an extreme version of ptsd or maybe I'm being haunted by something."<i></i> He explained first and foremost. It was probably best to speak truths to Teke about this subject and really not hold anything back. "Tama has more or less come to the conclusion that I've been haunted, or I've got something attached to my weaponry that might prove to be malicious for me."<i></i> He would then look back to Tama and then the circle. "I suppose the idea is to have the entity in question to be stuck in the circle and then to question it?"<i></i>

MFT 451

 

[Toraono Michino]

Tama was not a man known for much, and really only a few handful knew enough about him to give a judgement on the crazy man’s personality, and to that it was akin to a prideful cats’. It wasn’t hard to imagine it as he was a meticulous man when he wanted to be, precise to the finest detail, but instead, he often used his greater intellect to annoy others; his trailer above the Diamond District was one shining example of this. Of course, like all assholes, the Universe always had a way of slipping around and giving them a good metaphorical punch to the ‘nads. In the case of Ryuu Tama, this punch came in the form of a young woman named, Teke.

Now, as sad to say as it is, the scientist no longer remembers the youth that sought, usually playfully, to annoy him with her vague presence, knowing that just her natural scent alone triggered him. That man, you could say, no longer existed. In its place was a man who’s paranoia and fears were back in full swing, harder and stronger than ever before. He knew, of, Teke, but had yet a face to connect to the name.
Not a scent, a sound, or motion alerted the Hybrid to the presence of the Black Ops in training. For that reason alone he hated them since he was forever on their watch lists for reasons he was sure the girl would eventually find out.
On that note, one had to wonder if Teke had ever snuck up proper on a cat? Made that sudden movement that truly takes the animal by surprise? A creature so full of itself and sure that nothing can ever sneak up on it. That, right now, was Tama as the delicate tones of her voice connected to his ear drums.

The seven-foot tall giant literally rocketed in reflex into the ceiling, breaking a large crack into it with his head, and hit the floor hard. Yet it didn’t seem to even stop his momentum as he scrambled and rolled back over his lab coat to escape the clutches of his nemesis. The entire time this all went on he screamed,
“Sousukehelptheyfinallyfoundmeitstheendmanthecannonsgodsdammitman!” All until his back hit a corner and his hands were thrown up defensively as his right eye twitched in either sheer fear, or the verge of a near mental breakdown. After his encounter with the being inside of Sousuke’s sword, the scientist was incredibly on edge already. Once a short awkward moment past, Tama finally began to breath again. Slowly he stood back up to his full height, dusting off bits of ceiling debris as he rose, and walked over to the circle the cyborg had drawn out; all while keeping a close eye on Teke. For a split second he shot his eye down to the circle noting instantly the perfect craftsmanship the other scientist was famous for. All he needed to do was add in the High Tongue on the outer, second, and center rings.

His eyes shot back up towards the female.

“I-wait, Souske, I don’t think sh-, wait!” he attempted to warn his friend before the Steward told her everything he was proceeding with.

Nobody in their right mind would want to miss out on something like that. Tama made a face, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath in trying to assume that his friend at least deeply trusted this person to just simply lay it all out like that. Yet still the fact she was able to creep in so close said the clothes she wore suppressed natural smells. Which meant ANBU. Which, to the scientist, meant watch list shit. If he could help it, the genius would keep his secrets, secret, and far from the hands of their strongest part of the military. Yet what could he do? Sousuke was in need of help, and that by miles came first. His eyes reopened as the held breath escaped.

Stomping over to the cyborg, Tama snatched the chalk and his book, giving him a look, before stalking over the circle to begin drawing out the arcane language of the Ancients. He barely understood any of the words or even how to say but a few. What he did know were which ones that were marked for power, or had arcane tethering linked directly to the worlds’ aether. The words themselves were long and displayed different levels of strength, only activating when he touched the end with his index finger and pulsing a small touch of chakra from his pores. The long words circling the three circles exploded into a small blue flame before settling down into a soft glow of the same color. He had lost count of the number of times he had destroyed labs and coming within inches of his own demise trying to figure out the precise amount of energy needed to activate these very words. Seeing that he still had the touch after having not used these particular words of power in, oh, twenty years or so, made him happy. Tama was also thankful to not have splattered everyone across the walls in a accidental explosion of Ancient and Nature energy.
The scientist then slipped off his lab coat and removed his button-down shirt before stabbing either of his thumbs with his canines. The blood that welled up instantly he used to mark his upper body with Runic Terran marks of protection, and when he finished, the wounds had the right mind to close up and heal instantly. He stepped, carefully over the assortment of mystical power and sat cross legged in the center.

“Okay, when you’re ready, toss the swords at the circle. The energy should catch them and trapped them down so I can channel the spirits through my chakra. Hopefully, I should have enough of that with my reserves for you to destroy it, if you need to, without killing me…but please, last resort only. I’m pretty sure I’d have to take a month off work, and oh Kami, the paperwork…Sousuke, please not the paperwork again,” the Hybrid pleaded.

 

[Teke]

Had she expected to startle at least one of them? Sure, that was the entire point of being quiet as she'd descended the stairs but the reaction she'd gotten was both more than she could have ever imagined and a little bit frightening. She watched on with wide, golden eyes as the giant of a man jumped quite literally out of his skin and then tried to scoot away like a baby animal who had just stared down an apex predator, well at least that part was correct. She didn't really react to the show and dance at first as it took her brain a second to process what she'd just seen but once it had played back in her mind about four or five times her arms would fold over her stomach and she would instantly collapse onto the floor in absolute hysterics. She was pretty sure she'd never laughed this hard in her entire life and it just wouldn't stop, in fact it was starting to get a little difficult to breath, she rolled over onto her back as tears painted her ever reddening face as she clutched for whatever air she could bu it proved to be quite a task indeed. Her hand, which had quickly made its way to her throat in desperation would quickly glow a light magenta and send a current through her body causing it to jolt up, which for a moment put an end to her hysterical laughter and let her get some breath, she continued to chuckle away and started to wipe at her eyes with her sleeve. "You son of a bitch, don't do that again, I nearly died." She said through the mirth and attempted to get back to her feet as she listened to Sousuke explain his dilemma.

The previously scared man seemed to be against sharing the information though Sousuke trusted Teke enough it seemed, they were family after all though it was something else that he'd said that caught her a little off guard and caused the lingering giggles to finally stop. She looked at Tama and just eyeballed him up and down. "Really? This is Tama?" She said whilst motioning up and down with her hand. "I knew things with his... condition were bad but Misstress above, you expect him to be able to even operate on me when he's like that? I'd sooner find an MiT to do the work at this particular moment." She was clearly shocked, she didn't recognize the man one bit from their previous meeting and she could almost tell that he was the same way but he was much worse than she remembered. She shook her head and tried to send those thoughts away, this wasn't the time to be discussing that, for once it wasn't all about her which for Teke was a big deal because she'd never had that kind of thought once in her life.

She didn't quite comprehend the situation as a whole but at the same time, she had ideas to offer through her basic understanding of what was happening and what they were attempting. "So, the sword goes in the circle, Tama uses his chakra to manifest this thing inside the sword physically and we either talk to it or kill it whilst attempting to not kill him, correct." She spoke as she started to circle the outside of the ring curiously looking over the designs, it was familiar and yet not at the same time, reminding her a little of the Kami that had come to attack her out in Godsfall as well as her short-lived mentor. "Would Holy chakra help out with any of this process or even an actual Kami? Just spitballing some ideas, I half recognize some of this... magic...?" She wasn't quite sure if magic was even the right word but it wasn't a conventional jutsu or use of chakra that was for damn sure and honestly, she wanted to help out her father as best she could, he'd do the same for her.

[WC - 676]

 

[Takahashi Aki]

Sousuke stood there mulling it over. Maybe getting Tama to help him was a bad idea. Tama jutsu seemed to lose it whenever a female was present. It was a liability. His eyes traced the roof for a moment as he was noting the damage done when Tama decided to launch himself like a rocket into the ceiling. "That's certainly leaving a mark. I'm going to need to fix that."<i></i> He spoke out loud more for himself. Why was it that his household was always under threat of something. Ancients. Teenagers. Insane seductive snake women. That last one caused Sousuke to almost wince at the thought of it. Naganisa was a frightening woman. If she frightened Sousuke, then in the case of Tama? It would perhaps be pure terror manifested. Granted she had gotten better as a person, but still there were some memories that were going to be stuck with the Lord Steward for a long time. He wasn't sure which haunted him more - the fact she was making out in his household with his cousin in front of him? The fact that there was weird lovemaking going on from time to time? The fact she assaulted him. Physically. She shook him rather violently once, which in fact caused him to have a loud outburst. That was a rare occurrence.

Teke question him and made comments about whether or not Tama was a liabity to be operating on her. Sousuke waved his metallic hand. "Tama has his moments. It's a thing. We all have our moments. Some moments are worse than others. Secondly if he were operating on you, he'd be doing it through me. I am ... quite adept at taking instructions on tasks that require delicacy."<i></i> He answered. He quietly mulled it over in his head. Tama could be in a room looking through a camera or something. It was that bad. Teke had more follow up questions about the task at hand. He nodded his head, "I'm more curious as to what is present in my weaponry. It's spiritual, and it talks to me, and sometimes it invades my vision with flame."<i></i>

Theme​

Sousuke again conjured the weapon and looked over it before throwing it into the circle. The sword floated there for a moment before bursting into flame. The flames took shape of a humanoid figure. The figure was cloaked in flame, but wore armour. Upon its crown at a pair of horns. The being looked a little cramped inside the summoning circle. The being pressed its hand against the side of the seal. It pressed hard and the flames were contained. This is the proof you needed. This is the proof you needed to truly ascertain that you were not morally insane or mentally unwell. That I can respect greatly.<i></i> The voice spoke with a certain pride and untold strength. You and I. We have done many just things, but we must continue Takahashi Sousuke the Third.<i></i> The fiery being seemed benevolent. He would turn his head seeing Tama. The entity knew this one. He knew this one well. He cut deep wounds into him. For Peredition's Arrival, Tama would be always unworthy of what he was given. He turned her head then to see Teke. This one was dark and full of dread. This one who hungered for the flesh of others. On the edge she was. Sousuke you've always known in your heart before you were told about your missing soul. You need another in a symbiotic relationship. With another you will then be whole in ways you could not be. That is what keeps you healthy. Trust me as you've trusted others, and we will right the wrongs of many others. We will be the justice that this world needs.<i></i>

 

[Toraono Michino]

Getting Tama’s help was never a good idea.

“No,” he responded to Teke with a sigh after his medical ability was called into question. Of course he could operate on her arm without problems; bitch be knocked out.
“Well, I mean, the realm of which this ancient knowledge, comes from is a little bit more lofty than ‘magic’. The Kami are supposedly on the same level, as are the Youkai - I assume anyways. My research only has a handful of information as I have yet to personally come across anyone with any resemblance of their power.”

Yet, it still wasn’t a half bad idea, given what the hell was inside of Sousuke’s sword. Dr. Ryuu’s pride, however, said otherwise, and unless Sousuke himself interjected, he wasn’t likely to accept the female’s help. Then, to his credit, the old bean defended him too. Which was true on many accounts, Tama did indeed have moments; ANBU sneaking up and scaring the satan out of him was one.
The conversation finished, Sousuke revealed his weaponry. The mere sight of them sparked half of an unnecessary fear inside of his gut. Something inside of his heart told him he had been struck down by one of those weapons before, yet he had no memory of it. The other half was there for a reason, having placed his bare hand upon the hilt of one of them; and then found unworthy. A cold sweat started to break across the doctor’s forehead before Sousuke even tossed the blade, but he tried to hold true to form.

The moment the weapon swung through the circle, chakra tendrils lifted up from the writing. Soft blue hued tentacles wrapped around the weapon and slowly lifted it right above Tama, blade facing towards the ceiling. So far, so good. Nervously the scientist leaned forward and touched one of the runes, then two more down away from the first, and finally slid his fingers back across the runes. The circle lifted off the ground slightly and began to spin in both clockwise and counter-clockwise formations. Taking a deep breath the Hybrid focused his energy and woke up Karma inside of his belly to use its power for the ritual.
This was his second mistake.
Almost too easily the Universal Demon did as Tama bid, and released its energy through his body to take control of the ancient weapon and manifest the spirit inside. The moment he did, red chakra started to bleed down from the weapon towards the circle that it was attached to. A panic began to form slowly over the prideful intellectual face.

“So, um, hey, Teke? I take back what I said earlier, by all means, if you know how to get a hold of Kami energy, that might help a little. Just touch the outer circle with it, should do. Hurry now, don’t want that red stuff reaching the second circle…please?”

 

[Teke]

Teke also looked at the ceiling with a smirk. "Ahh that'll buff right out, awkward angle though." Sousuke would go on to defend Tama after her comments on his current appearance and she could only let out a little shrug, she was only teasing after all. The idea that Sousuke would be the one performing the procedure whilst being instructed from behind didn't fill her with the most confidence in the world. Not that she didn't trust in her father's abilities that she didn't even know he would be capable of, but one lost in translation moment could mess everything up and that wasn't a pleasant thought. "We'll decide who and how the arm is getting onto my body once it's actually built and I am happy with it, huh?" She said matter of factly, the last thing she wanted was a new arm that didn't work correctly.

The girl couldn't help but smirk at the fact that Tama didn't realize just how close he was to someone with Kami chakra, knowing it would torment his mind since being able to study her would be nearly impossible no matter how much he wanted too. She would start molding the chakra within her for the moment, just to be prepared for when she was needed, she contemplated the seal she'd received from the angel back when she returned to the desert, she was aware of what it did and knew she could summon a full-fledged Kami here but this didn't seem like the best place for her to introduce herself since things seemed to get a little tense as the sword was thrown into the circle. She made a mental note to summon her companion when she had a spare moment to actually talk to and maybe even vent to her about the atrocities the Kami had unleashed upon all the worlds including this one.

The golden eyes girl watched on curiously as the sword was taken by tendring of chakra and positioned at the center of the area, shortly following that a burst of flames that took a vaguely humanoid shape, it didn't resemble anything she'd ever seen in her short life but it was certainly interesting. The being spoke in an odd way and came up to touch the barrier which seemed to trigger Tama who was quite adamant that the Kami chakra be applied to it pretty sharpish. Happy to comply to the request she would start to release the built-up chakra and it would cause the girl to glow with a golden aura and she placed her palm flat against the barrier and focused on slowly, steadily pushing it into the barrier as to not overload it with a sudden influx. "I should be able to maintain this for a good while should nothing go wrong so, don't rush if you don't need to." She said, though her eyes were constantly watching the living flames and waiting for it to try something. Tama and Sousuke may notice that the aura coming from the girl felt quite different than the normal things Teke summoned up, it was calm and gentle though the wrath could be felt beneath the surface just barely this was definitely Holy chakra and it was coming from her like it was second nature.

[WC - 549]