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[Jojo Kaguya]

A matter of knowledge, to which one hardly shows. A matter of foreboding to which few constrain. Such matters filled Jojo's head as she had entered for the first time Republic City. Jojo would look about, searching for such that she kept on with what she continued in her life. It was the life that she kept in her own privilege and at such her golden eyes pierced the paper, "So I sign this for a passport?" She would ask the boater or whatever he was called. She certainly didn't know while looking at the tall dark man. In her eyes the man could very well be someone she wanted nothing with while at the same time she would rub her forehead and sigh. She was the target due to how she knew nothing of this city as it were. She didn't care much for the ride here either. She would pop her neck and listen to the pathetic answers he gave her.

"Yes, this is what is called a passport, it will allow you access to leave the city if you so choose." That hearty and deep voice resounded into her as she looked at him. She blinked lightly while looking at him. Such an odd man in her eyes and what good would it do for her she would wonder within her mind. It was only a matter of decision while she looked at it. "You may want to look into the sword carry permit as well." She would then take care to look at her left hip at her sword, "Are you telling me swords are not allowed to be carried by respectable families? Even as antiques and family heirlooms?" This guy was starting to really piss her off with these difficulties he kept mentioning to her though she would only shake her head as she would walk away, "What could be the worst, being arrested?"

It was a noteworthy question seeing as how she had just used the sword to slice apart the offered passport papers. The flutter of paper in the wind followed by an angry yell. She would shrug having sheathed her sword as she would walk away from the foolish man and shake her head in disappointment. It was always only a matter of questioning as she would blink and look forwards while blinking. As it were she would easily find way to pop her neck and then carry on with such beliefs. In all truth she already had a passport though it was just a small billfold piece of paper that had allowed her access out of the southern water tribe and here. As it were she was dressed in a green ankle length dress that didn't hinder her movement at all while at the same time it looked to be of a tunic style. "Very interesting place," she would way while going on her way.

["Casimiro"]

Hanging out on the docks in Republic City was a nice change of pace from being alone on the empty road coming towards Republic City. For the past couple of days, "Casimiro" had been walking the long path between the last in-the-middle-of-nowhere towns and the bustling metropolis that was the capital city. Suffice it to say, there was not much happening on the road, aside from the occasional farmer and traveling sales person. But it was not all boring walks and stealing from random sales people whom did not keep an eye on their wares. The night before Casi had finally made it into the City limits, he had an... encounter with a Water Bending girl and her polar leopard. She got away unfortunately.

No matter though. The fight was a nice distraction and he definitely knew she was in the city somewhere because she was heading in the same direction, just farther ahead of him. Now he just took his time and entertained himself with the crowds of people and shops in the City. So much to steal and so many places to hide and watch the chaos ensue. It was a hell of a time.

This was the perfect kind of place to just lay on a bench and relax while passerby wondered if her was homeless or not. This was also the kind of place where a person could see a sexy little thing with a sword slice up some paperwork. That immediately grabbed his attention and even made him sit up from his half-nap. As she walked away from the befuddled man, Casimiro watched her with hungry eyes and a mischievous grin. Her body was several tiers above that other girl he fought the other night. Biggest difference? This sword-swinging beauty had tits--and not just any tits--big ones! She could not have hid those things from his eyes unless she was wore several Water Tribe parkas. That pair of incentives was enough to get Casimiro up off his butt and on to his feet as he made a bee-line for the girl, plowing through a couple people in the process.

One person tried yelling out to Casi as he strode away. Casi's reply was to flip them the bird without even looking back to make sure he was flipping off the right person. All of his attention was focused on the girl. Hopefully she would be the first he indulged-in while he was in the City.

His approach to the brown-haired girl was also more subtle than his approach to the other girl. Mostly because there were people all around and even an idiot like Casimiro knew when to play it a little more quietly. His pace slowed as he came up behind and fell in-stride with her. There were a few moments of quiet as he just followed her, taking in her scent. Then he spoke up.

"That was some fancy sword swingin' back there, sweety. You new here to Republic City?"

[Jojo Kaguya]

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["Casimiro"]

Casimiro let out a whistle as the girl turned to glance up at the city around her, and possibly sneak a peek at him. Unlike her, he made no attempt to hide his wandering eyes and wolf whistle.

"Oh, man. You are lookin' good, honey!"

Whether or not she succeeded in covering-up her attempt at looking at him, he enjoyed the view it provided him. The girl was exactly the kind of pretty little thing he wanted to wrap his hands and mouth around, and those breasts refused to quit even up close. Hips to hold onto. Legs that went on forever. Lips that looked perfectly plump and soft. She was the whole package and her little twirl was straight out of fantasy.

He had to have her.

The girl's paced picked up, and Casimiro's followed suit. She could have been actually trying to get away from him or she could have just been playing hard-to-get with him. Her intentions were of no matter to him, though he would have liked to think that she was playing a game with him. A cat-and-mouse game where he had to work for his "meal". For a tasty mouse like her, Casi would have no problem going a little faster or hitting a few more people along the way.

Soon they both were in full chase mode, and Casimiro had to take his hands out of his pockets to get into the real groove of things. It was here where their differences shone through the most. The girl made an artful display of dodging weaving her way through the throngs of people and even around a few Satomobiles. Her display of grace and agility both baffled and amazed those people she passed, which left them wide open to Casi.

Unlike her, Casi held little regard for the people that were stunned by the girl's maneuverability. He took the easiest route possible: straight through them. With his elbows and shoulders, Casimiro shoved, pushed, and knocked people aside as he kept up with the beauty, leaving a trail of angry citizens behind him. As for the Satomobiles the girl had nimbly gone around, Casimiro jumped up and ran across their hoods and roofs, sometimes leaving dents.

The more he chased her, the more his sinister smile and desire for her grew. There was no way he was going to lose sight of her, and the people and Satomobiles around them were going to have the price.

[Jojo Kaguya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA]This guy had no compassion for anyone it seemed, it only reasonably assimilated that he was a hunter in this little race. She was nimble and quick while this guy seemed to just be like a pull chasing red, always going straight and not diverting the path at all. It only made her smile more as she recognized this and made full notice of it as she did so elegantly. It was very noticeable and fun it seemed to her. Such a race only went on till her legs started to tighten with the knowing pain of fatigue, it was racking her body and almost as if it were a beast it would feel as though it were burrowing into her flesh, into her legs and arms as she had ran so simply and elegantly across this city's landscape. It was dangerous while at the same time seemed perfectly alright. She found way to jump past the final car by a simple slide underneath its very wheels that she did not care much for yet she found way to make the final slide count as she would perform it before rushing back upwards onto her feet where she wound up stumbling on her legs to where she would fall through a bush and into an open hill of the park. Her body stretched with heavy deep breaths as she knew her body was giving out. She probably already knew she didn't give the one guy the slip at all but at least with this she was happy enough to know that her running seemed to have improved since the last time she had ever done such a fun run before. Her smile only finding place to be on her lips ever more as she did so elegantly. If indeed she was right and he wound up following her to the hill side, to which she would probably do her best to avoid physical contact, she would give her name, "Jojo Kaguya from the Southern Water Tribe. That was quite the race too, I figure you do a lot of it do you not Sir Hunter?" She would ask with her own spin of a pun. It was an elegant way to phrase such a question since indeed she knew he was following her along with also that he was the one to whistle like a wolf, a true hunter's call none the less. She would merely continue breathing slowly and heavily to slow her heart down and ease her meddlesome mind from its mental foresight. As it were she was happy no one was seriously injured as far as she knew that is.

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["Casimiro"]

Unbeknownst to Casimiro, the girl had begun to feel the effects of their chase on her body. Exhaustion and fatigue were coming up quickly on her as they raced through the City, alternately weaving around people and knocking them over. Though Casi had no idea that the girl was losing steam, there was evidence of it since he started to gradually gain ground on her. He just thought that he was picking up speed, and not that she was losing it. Soon, he thought, he would soon be using his arms to hold her down, and not just to knock over and elbow people as they got in his way.

The girl was giving Casimiro one of the most fun pursuits he had ever given. The prize was worth the work, and the work was enjoyable unto itself. That is, hitting and plowing through random people was fun for Casimiro. Not to mention that the girl had some swift and fancy moves that really showed off her body, and her flexibility if the slide under the Satomobile was any indicator. Seeing her do that made him drool a little.

"Yeeaah... Save some of that for me..."

Casimiro literally dove headfirst into the bush after the girl when she slipped through it. Coming out the other side, he did a quick roll and got back on his feet so he could do a quick survey to see where she had went. Luckily for him, the girl had not continued the flight and was just standing and panting, waiting for him. Seeing her not even trying to run away after all of that, and even smiling to some extent, was enough to stop him from also continuing to run at her and tackle her. Instead he let her be and continued to look over her, breathing slowing as he came down from the high of the run. He was a bit more used to that kind of exertion than she was, and was not nearly as worn out.

He was actually surprised that she went ahead and greeted him with her name, instead of maybe yelling at him or something. Most people are not that fine with being chased through the streets. Speaking of which, Casimiro looked behind them to see if anyone was chasing them, like the police. No sign of anyone, they were on their own for now.

"Jojo, eh? I like it."

Casimiro casually walked up to Jojo, still making no attempt to hide his hunger.

"And you don't need to call me 'Sir Hunter', though I do like the sound of it. I'm Casimiro from... nowhere."

Maybe he would introduce himself as "Sir Hunter" to other people from now on. It had a nice ring to it, slightly classy and definitely indicative of himself as a person. Maybe it also meant that this girl was starting to know her place when concerning him.

[Jojo Kaguya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA]Jojo had fallen to her back and was gazing up at the clouds with an exceptional smile playing her lips as she looked up. The clouds smoothly parting and colliding within the sky's confines. She did notice that the hunter had indeed found way to get to her and it seemed that even if she continued the chase he'd try to still and probably would still be able to catch up to her. Such inefficiencies were sadly small and she couldn't handle most of them at most times. They are the ones that cause most of her problems while she herself causes some problems of her own just by the gracious way she had presented herself. The luscious body that she knew that hunter was after, while at the same time the way she had no regard for salesman. Now what to do to fully prepare for that hunter. It came to a shock, he complimented her on her name of all things. That was the strangest thing she had ever heard while in these kinds of moments where she listened and then found small amounts of detail to his voice. Energy within and flowing ever so calmly throughout the body Always manipulating control of one's self with the self-control gained through much training and life's work. The two itself were of high importance to which she would take kindly into her own knowledge. She then heard the piece of information most needed, a name. The remarkable and elegant tag put on every living being since birth and is stuck to them one way or another and that was a name. Jojo would think within the confines of her safe mind, "His name is Casimiro, what an odd name." Indeed the name was odd enough and was unlike any she had ever heard of before while at the same time she would listen and nod, "So you like the word of Hunter. I merely call you this because of that hunger that was in that voice before the chase and then of course adding in the chase itself. Both of which are good reasons for one to be called a hunter." She would explain as she had smiled afterwards, "However dear hunter. You have yet to even begin to understand the prize you seek," She would jest with a simple fashion in doing so as her heart rate weakened to appropriate levels while the rest of her remained relaxed.

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["Casimiro"]

By now Casimiro was standing over Jojo as she lay on the ground, hands in his pockets and eyes continue to eat her up. It was almost like she was inviting him to undress her with his eyes, along with a host of other acts. Not only, she still showed no signs of hesitation or apprehension on her part. She still smiled and she still continued to talk to him like he was some kind of reasonable person, which was possible since he was being relatively reasonable in this situation. He had yet to just pounce on the girl or make any threatening remarks. For Casimiro, that was reasonable enough.

The more Jojo spoke, the more she also demonstrated that she was not merely being ignorant. She took notice of his words and his antics and what he had done to just get a good look at her from up close, and put it all together. She knew he was hungry for her and her body, the "prize" so to speak.

Crouching down beside her, he visibly licked his lips a little. This girl was becoming more and more interesting the more he talked to her.

"Understand? What's there to understand, honey? This Hunter just wants to eat up his catch. Right here would be fine."

He took one of his hands out of his pocket and traced a finger up the side of her neck to her little chin, and lifted it so she could look into his golden eyes better. They were definitely the eyes of a predator, piercing and primal. One could have easily seen them glowering in the shadows on the head of a some snarling beast in the woods. But instead they were situated in the body of a man, and that body was ready for Jojo.

[Jojo Kaguya]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1235.photobucket.com/albums/ff422/garraslayer1/Editables%20for%20Others/0003.jpg][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=height,550,true][div style="margin-top: 130px;margin-right:130px;width:[br"]270px;height:400px;overflow:auto;color:#CC00AA] Jojo watched him as he spoke, taking in every word. She would not mind this person nor that supposed appetite, but she had to think of something and that ideally is what she found herself doing. "Eat up his catch? Well that certainly is different, far more so than what normal people try to say. What makes him different though is how he instantly found a way to accept my challenge. Indeed there would be something in there yet at the same time I do not feel like giving in to this boy's wishes. So there for I guess I'll pick something completely different." Her thoughts spun around in circles while taking in the fullest of effects in regards to the situation, she by far wasn't going over easy with this kind of situation but she knew how to make it hers. Spin the table if you will, that was the ideal thought to how to make the day hers and so where in she would make the hand and deck of cards her own. She would pull her sword free, out from her hip and allowed that golden blade to sparkle. Rather two blades in the form due to both blades facing the identical situation having known itself as a souba katana. She had simply smiled as she would look at it's cool hard steel as she would then stand erect, "You wish to eat your catch, yet you have yet to catch it. This is what you misunderstood. I don't like to be mistaken as any ordinary girl that you may have known and for that I don't take easy to being the meal to a male's hunger." Jojo smiled while putting the blade between the two. She would find herself standing a few feet away with the sword itself directly between herself and the hunter. The blade was horizontal and edged to have the long side face her. She smiled then as she would look at the male with a calm calculating glance. "You have to earn the meal after all," She would say while standing at the ready with the sword knowing that if anything she'd be mistaken for a waterbender with a sword but that wasn't the case after all.

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["Casimiro"]

It was in Casimiro's instinct to immediately pull out at least one of his knives when Jojo made a move for her sword, and he felt that incredible urge shoot through his body for a split second. Even his muscles felt like they were responding to that signal, tensing and straining to move against the resistance that Casimiro was putting up. He did not pull out any of his knives, though his arms and hands were just about to go for them. So he remained where he was, crouching down low to the ground, while Jojo got up and pulled her fancy-looking sword on him.

Looking up at his wily prey, he silently and confidently stared back at her and her weapon. Even as the dual points of the dual blades hovered in front of his nose, shimmering in the sunlight and gently bobbing in her grip, the young man stood up slowly, taking his time to stand up straight and brush off his pants casually. His toothy maw had been reduced to a simple smile, though his striking gaze was no less intense and predator-like. For a moment he just stared at the girl and her sword, crossing his eyes a bit to see the weapon from hilt to tip and back again.

"Now don't be like that, honey. I know that you're not just some ordinary girl."

With one hand still in his pocket, the Hunter used his free hand to gently place a single finger on the flat side of her sword. He only applied enough pressure to move the blade to the side, away from his face and person, but not to disarm Jojo or throw her blade away. He just wanted it away from his face.

This had been the second time in recent memory that a girl he had been hitting-on had pulled a blade on him. The first one was made of ice, but the idea was still the same. However the Water Bending girl from before did it because he grabbed her butt when she was not looking. Jojo, in contrast, was pulling a sword on him as a challenge of sort. She still seemed interested in having what he was offering, but only after he beat her in a duel or something. Casimiro would have rather not do that.

"But I thought I had earned it. I chased you down after all, and you seemed to like that enough. Besides, wouldn't you rather make love than war?"