Description:K's House Tokyo is located in Kuramae, providing an at-home feeling in a town where traditional and modern cultures meet. Only a minute walk from Kuramae subway station on the Oedo line and 10 minutes from Kaminarimon Gate. It is a perfect base for exploring Tokyo and the Asakusa area. We welcome guests from all around the world with a warm and friendly atmosphere and do our best to leave you with the best possible memories of Tokyo
Makina would look at herself in front of a mirror in the room she was staying in trying to look her best for the celebration. Which came down to what kimono she felt best wearing. Wearing the headband her brother got her she smile getting her sword and choosing a kimono she got from her grandfather with a grin she made her way outside greeting people as she walked before wandering about the neighborhood. However Makina hadn't realized she had forgotten something important. Something very important when it dawned on her she fidgeted and flailed her arm. "Ara Ara Ara! where am I going? Sensoji Temple is.... where? Ara?" Makina had a goal in mind to head for Sensoji Temple to get new clothes and check out the stalls however due to a horrid turnabout sense of direction found herself more then a bit lost in the neighborhood here after getting ready for so long as she kinda of panicked and got a little more lost. Wandering about looking for someone to talk to and give her a few directions.
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Sta drain: 50/50 Wear:0% TU: 0 ACC | 0 STR | 0 STA | 0 JMP
AT Status
Name: Kumo Magatama Rank: standerd Description: "Standerd pink treks that will be customized and upgraded later, but right now they are standerd. "
"Sweetie are you okay?" A voice asked as as a woman would come to her wearing a black cross backpack that looked like something from hot topic. Looking at her, the woman was a little convinced that the female before her was lost. Maybe a tourist? She had saw her while walking down the neighborhood .She was greeting people and seemed okay but when she flailed her arms and seemed to be reciting some Jojo line, she had to come check up on her. Her red outfit was a little flirtatious but she was wanting ot have some fun. She didn't get to go out much so getting it in, both literally and hypothetically was always on the menu! While she waited for a response, the dark skinned Queen would look to her phone to see where exactly she could find some devious action. Of course, the first thing she saw as something occurring in the underground Mall. <******** Axon....Always getting in trouble She thought with an audible groan. Why she had to know such an idiot?
Down a railing, around a corner, bending into a grab flip that sent his lower half higher for a few seconds; stopping momentarily as he held himself int the air with a face of utter bliss. This was where he felt most alive. Onlookers watched as he rode, gliding in and out of peoples way. Making sure to shift at the last second between to let some wind flutter! Lanterns in nearby shops shook as his air took to the heavens, an avid feeling that only spoke to the masses. This was Storm Riding at its peak. Losing yourself in your run. Finding that there was only the wings you crafted to take you beyond what you thought was possible. Give up? ******** that. This was what he dreamed about and just when you thought he was done? Zzzzzwwwoooom! Off, into that big bright sky. Littered by stars and feathers of fellow fliers; cascading nightmares shed when avian's took flight. against all odds and with the shed of a tear, people at the sight of him tucking, rolling, and stopping to stand on the top of the very hostel everyone was staying at for the evening. For the moment, that is.
He'd take a look back behind him and see the trail of wind that was left for her to follow, if she wanted. Though, he only felt sadness as he turned back forward. "I guess she didn't wanna fly after all." It was so rare to find someone like him. Someone who saw the sky and wanted nothing more than to spread their wings. A road made of wind; he knew she saw it too. Kindred as the spirit, but too much doubt. Too much fear in her own abilities. But if she wanted, those chains could shatter! She could fly higher than anyone, as long as she believed. If the mind said it so, then it was so. Damn people who'd tell otherwise and, if it's you, then damn that too. As much as he wanted to take flight with her again, she just wasn't ready to dance with him.
It was boring at the top.
Someone. . He just wanted someone to challenge him there. Even if he didn't say it, he felt it was just as true as he thought; a King is lonely. There's no one to meet him. ". .I need to find them. ." Without another word he jetted across the roof and leaped, the girls were here somewhere. It was just gonna take some time to find out where.
The sky is great, but what's a bird without a flock?
The sheer exhilaration of riding was always the best feeling, especially at night. The skies of Japan were pitch black, but sparkling lights filled the horizon with a sight that you could only get by using ATs. Sailing through the skies, Symon dropped down to the street levels, passing the markets and barreling down the roads that made up the general area of Kuramae. Coming up on the streets, he launched himself forward at full strength, legs spinning around like a breakdancer and shifting his center of gravity back. An updraft followed behind him carrying his body over the street and the cars that zoomed by. His body felt light at moments like these, the wind holding him up like a puppet on strings. Despite the road he walked, Symon still felt a connection to the air, yet at the same time it was faint. As if there was a lesson that he had yet to learn. Landing ever so gracefully, he pushed on into the busy streets, a smile creeping along his the edges of his face.
One more time would he take to the air, this time an even better feeling greeting the young man as he scaled several buildings. A gust of wind blowing in a stream greeted the young rider's feet, lifting and carrying him up into the air. Higher and higher he went until all he could see were the twinkles of light beneath him and the clouds filled his vision. Part of him felt at home up here in the sky, though still there was a feeling that he could not place. Something that taunted him and the though lingered in his mind like a sour aftertaste. Looking ahead, he could see the person that he set out to meet and called out to him, "I didn't know that there was a 'road' like this!? One so free, so liberating...What is this?"
His lack of knowledge about the roads was apparent in his choice of words, clearly conveying his unintentional ignorance.
Makina would fidget more looking around as she tried to figure out her way. Her siblings, hell her family would have probably face palmed at her antics which made her a bit happy she wasn't with them. When someone asked if she was okay Makina nearly jumped out of her skin sliding away a hand on her sword's hand as reflex. Her scream surprisely was an Ara but a "kya" noise as it took a bit to register the woman, and what she said. With that Makina removed her had from the swords handle and almost in an instant darted taking the strangers arm and whimpering. Her golden eyes watering a bit before shaking her head to answer the unknown woman's question. "ara.... I don't know how to get the the Sensoji temple from here. I heard they hand pretty clothes I like." Makina explained as she fidgeted a few more times before removing her hands from the unknown strangers. Makina's cheeks puffed out a bit embarrassed and blushing hard to believe this woman was 18, though easier to believe she was 4 given her actual birthday.
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Sta drain: 50/50 Wear:0% TU: 0 ACC | 0 STR | 0 STA | 0 JMP
AT Status
Name: Kumo Magatama Rank: standerd Description: "Standerd pink treks that will be customized and upgraded later, but right now they are standerd. "
This was the most interesting situations he had ever been in. Considering that she was a stranger, she expected some push back. The queen didn't know she was almost about to get wrecked in the head. Unfortunately, push back didn't occur but embracing! Feeling the woman cling to her arm, the dark skinned tuner would look at her a little conflicted. Was she going to be okay? She hoped so. That hope intensified when the water works happened. It wasn't bawling, but her golden eyes were clearly becoming watered. "Calm down sweetie. You in luck. I know exactly how to get to Sensoji Temple.. They do have nice clothes. Not really my style, but I get the fashion. Why don't you come with me and I will take you there. I was actually on my way there as well" She stated sweetly before poking Makina's cheeks. "No pouting. You are a big girl now.At least, I think you are...how old are you?"
There was nothing and then, there was everything. That's just kinda how things went. Trail blazing, about to take off yet again, but then, the trail he left was suddenly being tampered with. Stopping right at the edge, he'd pause momentarily while taking a long look back. Had she done it? Did she really follow him? Excitement drove the shift as he fully came around, but not to see the girl with wings, but the guy from before. Blinking several times, he watched in amusement as he took off, doing a few acrobatic feats here and there. As much as he enjoyed flying, it seemed like Giselle loved seeing others fly even more. From up here, everything was different. All your problems and issues were insignificant. Your ambitions were as easy to find as the next loose breath in the bunch and there was nothing to stop your wings from growing. Just look what was happening to Symon! "You like it?"A free hand dropped as foot dangled, eyes shaded indigo watching in full amusement. A baby bird seemed to be first leaving its nest. That made him wonder out loud, but more so to himself than his newest companion.
"You've got wings too huh? You wanna fly?"Without even realizing it, it spread again. That same grin he gave James when saving her; the excitement from finding someone else who wanted to be just like him. Who wanted to see what the sky had to offer them. Air turned to wind and it picked up, roaring in his direction. Momentarily stopping, then pressing up as hair shifted expression. The appearance now looking more serious with a dull of shaded purple; TiTAN was awake. "If you want, I can do it. I can show you how to fly. The only issue would be. ." Turning to point off into the distance, then back, a finger gun shot off. ". . if you can keep up! Hhahaha!" Most would ask a name or what moniker they went by. Titan didn't care. The only thing he wanted was for this guy to show him just what kind of wings he had. Were they big, like the other? Or, was he not ready to take off into the sky as the two had.
Those answers didn't matter right now. Titan pivoted, rocking his body as he stepped and, took the wind with him. Each rotation picking up, subjecting him to even higher heights. Over and over did he flip his outer leg, grabbing it as the wind blessed him. Wings sprouted once again and spread far across the sky. Into the horizon and then, down the rabbit hole. The only question was, could Symon keep up?
The wind howled in Symon's ear as he soared across the star-filled sky. His airtime reached its apex as he spread his arms wide and felt the air pushing against his body. Symon began his descent towards a nearby building, taking note that Giselle had stopped and acknowledged his presence. The rider seemed amused at how Symon reveled in his newfound wings. For Symon, being able to reach these heights was a learning experience. The more he flew, the higher he went. Giselle flashed a grin, followed by a finger gun an he took off again. Dropping down, Symon waited until the last moment to bring his legs down, slamming into the concrete with a heavy gust of wind. The force propelled him up once again, sending him upwards into the air and back into the wind's embrace. Memories of a younger Symon played in the rider's head as the world around him slowed and a familiar voice called out to him.
Symon. Never forget what I'm gong to tell you, the secret to this technique is 'control'. Hands outstretched, he felt the air in his palms. You gotta grasp the air and pull it into a circle, as if you were going a make a miniature tornado. Tugging the air, it followed his command and gathered in between his hands. The mass of wind twisting and writhing as if it were alive, struggling to get free. Once you've got enough, you'll know what to do after that. It's a gut feeling, ya know? Symon launched the wind in front of him, twirling around and bringing his right leg hurtling into the mass with a powerful kick. The impact scattering the air and a loud BOOM pierced the sky, creating a horizontal tornado. It was crude, not as refined as Ira the ones Ira used to make. To be fair, it was the first time that Symon even bothered to attempt the move. He wasn't even sure that it would work, but much to his surprise it did. Sort of.
Then, once it's all said and done. You ride it. Symon entered the tornado, his skates touching the inner walls and sucking up the air created inside, launching him ahead at extreme speeds in pursuit of Giselle. It was like being sucked into vacuum, the force pushed at his back leaving Symon little freedom of movement while inside. In no time, he was shot out of the squall as the wind behind him dispersed within a matter of seconds. He was maturing, spreading his wings fully for the first time and leaving the nest in search of freedom. If he continued to follow Giselle, then it was possible that he could find it.
The true wings that he now so desperately sought...
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Ｒ．Ｅ．Ａ．Ｄ :: 170
:: POWER :: [30]
:: ACCELERATION :: [90] (+25 ADP)
:: STAMINA :: [40] (+25 ADP)
:: JUMP :: [10]
:: AIR TIME :: 20 Seconds
Deecee Sama
Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 1:50 pm
Wind was blowing harder than ever.
The expanse was matched and spread before them. Taking a subtle flip, contorting upside down to witness a clear view of his newest follower; you couldn't ignore your wings once they spread. You just didn't have a choice! Flowing outward as strands wrapped around, engulfing him entirely while the rest of the sky waited for its King to sing its hymn. To another with the ability to flight, so much as a misstep meant tragedy. Flying too hit meant you'd grow closer to the sun and if you any kin to Icarus, your wax couldn't hold against the truth. The only thing left would be your imminent demise. But then, there was a way to go even higher. Even farther. All it took was the call to arms and to wager everything you had on one single bet.
That you could catch the wind.
The sight was astonishing. "Hoo? Not bad." He knew that trick Not too long ago, he was a sovereign of storms. All of it hailed to him as a master, but to see another trying so hard to lift this heavy burden -- well, it just made him happy! Each motion was just like it had been for him. Catch the wind, breath it in, breath it out and then, let it make something brand new! That was the Hurricane Road! Feeling air pulled into his presence, the outline of Titan seemed to almost glow. Even upside down, he held the same control, just like walking on the ground. "You see. . You're catching a Moon Drop. ." Interfacing with the wind, using it to your disposal and commanding it to do your bidding. The essentials of any wind based rider. Maybe he'd think he was mocking him, but with motions just like Symon, Titan placed his a hands outward. Stopping completely in place, halting all air with him, he stayed directly in front of the tornado once its formation was finished. What was he doing?! Well, he was going to give Symon a one way ticket to the sky! To go even higher!
"Past the moon, kid. We're goin' for it! Hhahah!" Swirling in a massive gale, it picked up faster than you'd think. Right when the two met, his own fingers danced electric! Clasping together, then apart, spinning, twisting! He'd take Symon's air heighten it! The velocity he used to shoot out became a larger boom. The fracturing billow of hurricane spewing the younger rider around Titan in a circle, in appearance, a road made of wind appeared! A combination trick to accelerate them both off into that endless space!
[ 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐗 𝐉𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐘 ]
WOOSH! Sounding like the big bang, the duo fired off like a damn rocket! Moving at speeds neither could capture alone, the shaping of their trajectory now looking akin something like shooting stars across the nights sky. Now this, this was getting intense! Titan was used to these kinds of winds. He'd harnessed them his entire career, but for a new rider, he wondered if he could do it.
Your wings are just now sprouting. Let's take it to the next level!
It was rare that Symon's intuition was spot on and it seemed that he had hit the jackpot. Braving the powerful winds that he summoned, the rider shot through the tornado towards Giselle, who had now faced him upside down. But that wasn't what led Symon to believe in his luck. Giselle, having suddenly halted in mid air, repeated the same motions that Symon had just performed in a much more masterful fashion. Nearing the end of the tornado, he felt the winds shift upwards and the force suddenly increase as Giselle also caught on to the gust. This was on a whole new level compared to his version of the trick, Symon's body jerking upwards in a fashion akin to gravity pulling on an object as he heard Giselle shout something about heading to the moon.The duo rocketed skywards at breakneck speeds so intense that Symon could barely hold on. His body felt cold as it whipped through the air, great amounts of resistance trying to pull him back down like a bunch of chains being placed on his shoulders and nailed to the ground. Bracing himself, Symon grit his teeth and instinctively clasped his hands as if he were to offer a prayer to God himself, catching the turbulent wind inside his palms. Pressing them tightly together, the captured orb of wind expanded into a large bubble, pushing the violent wind outside. The result formed a dome that simulated the idea of becoming the "eye" of the storm, a concept taught to Symon by his foster brother and best friend.
He felt a weight lift off of his shoulders as the restricting force of the wind dissipated, leaving not a sound to be heard within the miniature dome that he created. After a while, even the dome vanished, bringing back the sound as Symon and Giselle ripped through the skies like a shooting star. His heart was beating rapidly, the adrenaline of the feats that he had performed since encountering Giselle providing a rush of excitement.
Makina smiled and nodded furiously at the woman's proposal to help her to the temple. When she asked about her age Makina looked away. "Ara.... d-do i have to answer that?" She asked having a bit of a complex about her legal age as she looked at the woman and sighed. "f-four and a half legally... 18 truly." She answered messing with her hair and twirling it several times in a nervous habit as she stayed close the new woman to follow her to the temple where Makina could get kimonos. Her hand reaching in her cleavage fishing out her phone to make sure her siblings didn't text her as she looked around tending to wander off for a second to get some of he festival food.
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Sta drain: 50/50 Wear:0% TU: 0 ACC | 0 STR | 0 STA | 0 JMP
AT Status
Name: Kumo Magatama Rank: standerd Description: "Standerd pink treks that will be customized and upgraded later, but right now they are standerd. "
