Even If It Kills Me!

Raye panted, grip tightening on her Shinai as she glared at her dummy a few feet away through her Men. It had been too long since she had practised Kendo like this. She had become lax in her months of travelling after Chaye's death.

The faulds of her Tare swayed with her heavy breathing and the towel tied around her forehead under her Men was soaked with sweat.

She had to do this. She had to get better. She promised him - she promised that snake she'd get better just before she sank her teeth into his throat and silenced him forever.

With a grunt, she push forwards, yelling out a kiai as she attacked the dummy again.

She punched the dummy in frustration and dropped her Shinai with the other Shinai, Bokuto and Katana she had bought up.

"I promised you I'd get better at this, Quetzalcoatl, and dammit, I will!" she vowed fiercely, pressing her Kote covered hand against her Do where her heart was. "I'll become eight-dan even if it kills me."

Blake had a tenancy to fall asleep during the day and waking up questioning the time in which he was. Sometimes he wondered if by chance he could sleep so long as to be in the far future.....maybe one day. None the less, Blake found himself getting up from his couch and rubbing his eyes as they were a little more blurrier than normal. He picked his glasses up off the night stand and placed them on his face and with it he looked around and smiled at the surrounding of his room. At least he had not fallen asleep in the alley way like he had back in the city.....with the stench of garbage running up his nose. Instead there seemed to be a nice lavender scent, and it seemed to have been coming from his candle. ".....when did I buy that thing? Eh it smells nice I can't complain....."

Standing Blake walked over and blew the candle out and waved the smoke away as that wasn't the best scent. Looking over at his door he head a sudden, what seemed to be a yell of some kind. Seemed that someone was wandering in his classroom and using the equipment he had set up a few days ago.

Walking out his room and to the class room door, he peaked his head in through the door and watched the student taking out what seemed to be pent up rage out on the dummy. He watched for a moment before walking in, "Well hello there, what you mumbling about over there?" He asked with curiosity in his voice. He had observed her hair and began to wonder if she was the colorful character in his student sheet. None the less he had to meet the students and get to know em.

Raye span rapidly at the voice, picking up her katana and holding it out threateningly. She was seriously sick of being taken by surprise. It had happened at least three other times in the last month. The Jinn was seriously slipping and that frustrated her a lot.

She squinted her turquoise eyes through her Men to try and get a better look at the blurry figure in front of her. "You're human," she stated bluntly, voice rough from the constant calling kiai. Being a Jinn, she couldn't see humans at all. But with the contacts she wore every day, she could see blurred figures - and sometimes clear images. She could almost see this human clearly.

She dropped her katana with her other weapons and pulled off her Kote, wiping her sweaty hands on her Hakama before pulling off her Men and letting her hair cascade down her back. The long blue strands clumped together in wet straggly locks. Her fringe didn't fare much better, matting across her forehead and cheeks. She wasn't in top form. She could do with a nice long shower and a hearty meal.

She placed the Men down and untied the towel from around her forehead, dropping it into the open bag off to the side and picking up a clean towel and a bottle of water from inside the bag. She wiped down her face and the hung the towel around her neck as she chugged half the bottle of water.

"I'm Raye-Majick."

Blake had found the reaction of the female in front of him quite humourious. What had she meant, "he was human", was he suspose to be a strange figure like most of the others around here? None the less he didn't think to hard on it as he wanted to get to know this one a little better. Walking a little closer, Blake smiled and held out a hand, "It's nice to meet you Raye-Majick, my name is Professor Blake Eston. I am the O/D teacher here at the academy. Its a pleasure." He had not minded the sweat that beated from her forehead as he had seen worse in not only enemies but himself.

After a moment of the introduction he looked over her shoulder at the beaten up dummies and grinned. Seemed that she had quite a bit of fighting experience already and he enjoyed that fact. This would just make his job that much easier. Looking back at her, Blake took a deep breathe and then pulled a knife out of his pocket, "Here....I wanna see damage done with this." In a sense Blake wanted to make sure that she could use other things, rather than just her fists. He was sure that she could, but making sure was just part of his job. Then if she hand't then they could train together. "Come now, attack something I wanna see what you got!" Of course in case this one decided to use him as a dummy he prepared himself, though not changing his stance.

Raye shook the offered hand and smiled. "My new teacher, ne? Nice to meet you, Eston-Sensei." Old habits die hard - Raye had only been speaking English as a main language for just over three months.

The Jinn handled the knife carefully, looking it over and running her thumb along the blade to test its sharpness. Blood beaded up across the broken skin and painted the very tip of the blade crimson. So, the weapon was well taken care of. At least she wouldn't have an incompetent teacher. There was nothing she hated more than a teacher that couldn't handle their weapons properly.

If he had handed her the knife in a leather sheath she would have run the blade through his throat on spot. She loathed it when people didnt treat their weapons properly.

"I've got a lot of things, you'll have to be more specific, Eston-Sensei," she chuckled as she stepped back a few feet, twirling the blade between her fingers. She didn't trip or falter in her strides. She was always much more graceful when she had a weapon in her hand.

With a smile, she flung the knife through the air towards her new teacher. If her aim was true, it'd only graze his cheek - causing a wound about as severe as the one on her thumb. But she could never tell with a target she couldn't see too well. Hopefully she wouldn't embed the knife in his skull. She didn't want to kill her new teacher...yet.

Thinking about that, she stuck her thumb in her mouth, trailing her tongue over the flesh and collecting the blood.

Blake could only smile at Raye's behavior as she looked over the knife. He knew she had the same mind set as him when it came to weapons and their well being. Not only that there was a small part of her, though he did not know what it was, but he liked it very much. She seemed very dedicated and in deep to what she was interested in. This student was going to be quite interesting to have.

Looking at her as she talked it made him smile and think of who he could challenge her. It did seem that she was nearly as blind as him with out his glasses and that could possible be a way that we could challenge her. As he was lost in thought he had nearly not noticed the sudden movement from her as she tossed the knife at him. With a quick flash of a smiled Blake whipped his head to the side, reached a hand up, and caught the knife by the handle. Quickly he swung the knife around and placed it back into his knife protector, where in the same place he pulled out a gun and threw it towards her. "You're not fast enough.....you need to be able to keep up with me or i'll kill you in your sleep. I'll let you know a little thing about me, I had used to be an assassin, at the moments i'm on a break for you students. Don't think that I have forgotten my roots though I will use it against you. Now shoot!"

As he finished Blake pulled out his own gun a magnum trimmed with silver on the barrel as well as the handle. With it he shot upward where he had hung a mirror in the middle of the room. It shattered and many shard shards began to fall down above Raye. Blake smiled hoping she could shoot the shard to tiny specks before they could impail her. This was something that would cause great concentration.

Jumping back just as fast he left her there, just as his own teacher had done to him.

"Jeez, do you have an whole armoury in your pocket?" Raye griped, jumping back to try and evade the shattered glass, shooting at some of them. She didn't handle guns too often, so she didn't have that great of an aim. She did own her own handgun, though. A steel-frame full-sized Jericho 941. You couldn't always rely on your instincts in this day and age. A few slivers of glass cut through her skin and she hissed, bearing fanged teeth as her eyes faded to red and wolf ears and a tail sprouted.

"Just for the record, I've been a hunter since I was forty-six." She shook the glass out of her hair and brushed it off her clothing. "I specialise in instinctual fighting, though. Claws and teeth - tear the opponent down before they can tear you down. And when I'm not called out for a hunt, I practise Kendo and Bojutsu. I havent so much as looked at my own gun for nearly a year."

Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and lapped up a bead of blood from one of the wounds on her cheek. "So, I gotta train on my shooting while I'm here, ne? I don't feel like being attacked with exploding mirrors too often. And I gotta work on fighting with humans. It's difficult enough trying to fight things you can barely see - now I gotta fight people I can barely see that have experience."

She grinned, her crimson eyes brightening. "This is gonna be fun~"

Blake laughed at her comment before she was able to react to the glass that fell around her. He watched closely as the glass sliced through parts of her skin, but was over all nothing fatal. With that he was pleased and knew how far he would push her limits next time. For now though it was a great time to get to know this strange being a little more. "Wait what?" He paused at the age Raye had managed to speak as she went on about herself and fighting skill. This gave new meaning to Blake's interest as he was now teaching one older than him, but who looked so young. If he wasn't aware of this age then he would have mistaken her for 18 tops. A smirk grew across his face and he accepted the silent challenge of over throwing her in the rankings. A man thing for the most part it was.

Nodding at her question Blake crossed his arms over his chest, "Yes while you are here you will learn to use weapons as well as hand to hand combat which I am sure you will do just fine in. You are quite something though I must say. Why are you so old....well not really old I should say, but look to be a teen is any? Not only that but what is all this about not being able to see clearly? Do you have a vision defect of some sort like me?" If that was the case this would only make things more interesting for Blake. A person who could not see yet be able to do so well in such a quick task befallen upon her.

She nodded. "I have moderate skill using the staff, I can use daggers and other blades to some extent and, being a 7-dan Kendoka, I can say I can use a katana well enough." Her arms crossed over her chest, mirroring his movements. "In fact, I'm better at Kendo than hand-to-hand."

She chuckled and lifted her shoulders in a half-shrug. "You can call me old. I'm a hundred and sixty two." Her tongue ran over her teeth as she pondered his question. "Honestly? I have no idea. Us Jinn age weirdly. We can age years in days and stay like that for two hundred years. We can also age days in years and stay that way, too. And then there are times when we age, stop, then age again. I have no idea what causes it. And, at current, I look about nineteen, verging on twenty."

The Jinn blinked. "Well, I'm a Jinn," she said as if that cleared everything up. Then she realised that she hadn't met one person here that actually knew what Jinn were and decided to elaborate. "Jinn can't see humans at all. We have scientists working on a cure for that. So far, they've found a way for us to see humans to some extent. We can see blurred figures. Uh... like you humans and your short sightedness. But we only see the humans blurry. At the moment, I can see everything in this room crystal clear except for you."

It was strange to Blake how there are so many different kind of people and things out there and though he had travel quite much he seemed to have missed all these points. Then again his main missions were to eliminate those who were on human status....well all except for that cat that continued to eat the boss's lunch. At that though Blake as seemed to make a dumbfounded face of why would the boss really go to that length....he just needed to put it in the other room. Well none the less it was to this point where Blake was now look into more of the different species here on this island.

Looking strait at Raye, Blake smiled slightly and then it faded, "Strange indeed, no doubt you will live longer than I, well that is unless you decide to kill me here." Blake chuckled at the thought of a student killing him, but he was for the most part weary of that of the drop of poison in his tea...or alcohol. Pushing that thought aside, he recalled her explanation of not being able to see humans clearly and he nodded. "Ah then I suppose you are a little better off that me then, I guess." Looking at the sweat that dripped from her forehead, Blake smiled and offered his hand for the gun, "Why don't we stop for a little and take some time to..." Before he could finish his question his glasses slipped from his face and fell to the ground. Surprisingly they actually shattered. "......what kind of sh- damn it....he said they were durable....." Blake cursed some more under his breathe as he picked up the shattered glass. He could see up close, but the far half of it all was a problem.

"Nah, you'll probably live longer than me. Unless you drop dead in the next couple of years, you'll definitely live longer than me. I have...three years left. Four if I'm lucky. Less if I'm not." She shrugged, pulling her spiderbites into her mouth. "Now why would I kill you here, ne, Eston-sensei. I need someone to teach me, don't I?"

When the man's hand raised, Raye's hand immediately did the same, offering the gun out to him.

She lurched forwards when the man's glasses slid from his nose, trying to catch them before they hit the ground. But, she was too late. The glasses met the floor and shattered.

Leaving Raye leaning forwards precariously. She yelped when she stumbled forwards, trying to gain her balance. But her pin-wheeling arms did nothing for her. She fell straight forwards and, because of their close proximity now, towards Blake. "Shi-!"

Blake had not realized any movement before him as Raye had attempted to catch his falling glasses. As he tried to lean forward to grab the pieces off the ground he felt the presence of Raye drawing close, and though he could not see her correctly he held his arms out. Having the reaction just in time, Blake caught Raye, but soon found himself tripping backwards and falling onto his back with Raye in his arms. Landing hard, Blake still managed to avoid having his head hit the hard floor. He leaned forward just a bit to look down at Raye who laid on him and he just laughed, "Hmm if I had a nickle for every time I was in this position....." He turned his head and stopped laughing as he realized she was probably not the one to care for such a joke. Or was she?

Oh course Blake's mind was in sexual places, he had hit on many, and even had a little close encounter with young miss Larita. Oh fun times those were. He had just hoped he would not be found out and kicked off the island. He was not the weakest link! (XD) "So am I comfy enough for ya?"

"Y'know, if I had a hundred yen for every time I was in this positio-" She stopped dead when she realised Blake was saying almost the exact same sentence. She threw her head back and laughed. "Well, well, where is your mind at, Eston-sensei?"

Raye's mind was, as usual, in the gutter. The gutter was one of the places Raye's mind frequented. Quite a lot, actually.

She cocked a brow with a grin. "Oh, I don't know. You're competing with Ndale for that title. You are pretty comfortable, but I think Ndale's winning out at the moment."

Blake found himself laughing once more along with Raye and when it came to it he didn't dare to try and remove the woman on him. He stared up at her and could only smile as she looked back down. It seemed that she was lost it dirty thoughts just as much as he was and to him that was a good thing. Blake just loved a woman who could keep up with him in the little games he would create out off random, "Ah my mind? I should ask you the same no?" It made Blake laugh though when he realized how blurry she had became and thought that this is how she sees people.

Listening he was then reminded of the boy who he had just tore his short off of in one of his drunken fits and he blushed slightly. How stupid he was, he could have been raped by a boy of all things. "Ah that child? Don't you think him being so skinny would be something to hurt to sit on? I think I'm a lot better, but what could I do to make this better for you anyways?" Blake smirked as he asked this question. It seemed to be one of his most favorite things to ask a woman when in such a position.

"You should. Many would fear the answer, though." She gave a devilish grin, complete with long, sharp canines.

She cocked her head to the side slightly, leaning just a little closer. Now she was closer, she could see him that much more clearer. "...Do you have Heterochromia Iridum?"

"Ah, true he is but a child but he's one of the few here like us." By us she meant flirty. In the time she had been here she hadn't really met any flirty personalities. Her lips curled into a smirk. "Yeah, he's skinny, but his fur is warm. And I am cold. Warm fur plus cold hands equals slightly warmer hands and happier Raye."

She bent her head to press her cheek against his. "Are you lacking so much that you have to ask the woman what to do, Eston-sense~," she purred, smirk widening.

Blake admired how close she became. He enjoyed the warmth of others as it seemed she had as well. As Raye got closer, Blake felt himself leaning his head up just slightly as if to meet hers as she placed herself along side his face. He laughed slightly, "Ah yes, that lovely word in which I am surprised you know...then again you are older that I so perhaps it is just right for you to know such things." Blake was then caught off guard by the question she had asked with the grin that he could not see follow. "I assure you I am lacking in nothing, but I can't help but be a gentleman to one I have only just met to shortly." The little insult only made Blake more interested though.

The purr Raye emitted just seemed to make Blake that much more interested in her as he then places his arm and hand over her back. Blake then leaned forward cocking his head to the side slightly and he gently bit into her neck as he seemed many woman loved this sort of thing. He just nibbled gently and from time to time he would apply the little extra amount of pressure.


(XD this is funny man)

"It runs in the family. My grandfather had it. Well, I can only guess. I was only sixteen when my father mentioned in passing that grandpapa had the devils eyes - one brown like mud, the other red as blood. Stay away from thems with odd eyes, Raye. They're bad news." She quoted her father verbatim, her voice deepening and accent changing to match the man five years her senior without thought, eyes staring out in front of her blankly.

She shook her head softly and blinked. "I did it again." Every now and again she'd slip into an old habit she had picked up of quoting people she had met - accents, tones and all. It didn't happen very often but when it did, she went completely blank. She'd lose all consciousness of her surroundings. She hated it.

"Gentlemen are no fun."

A sharp gasp of air whistled through her teeth as his teeth met with her skin. After she had gotten over the initial shock, she melted against him, letting a quiet moan slip. It had been a while since anyone had been this close to her neck. Her neck housed one of the most important scars she had - her mating mark. A set of two very small white dots on her tanned skin.

((Ah dear... *goes to get the hose* We need cold water...))

Blake had ignored the manly voice that emitted from Raye and continued to do what he was doing. In the moment he enjoyed her reaction as the tenseness made it possible to bite down harder onto her flesh. "Your so right.....gentle.....men are no fun. So I guess that I can be a little rough no?" He smiled once more before he then reached more up the back side of her shirt and scratched at her back. He just loved to scratch and bite it was just so much fun and only aroused him more. Then a simple thought ran through his head. He should probably not get terribly close to the students till all the training was done and over with. He would hate for any sort of sudden hatred of him and the multiple women to cause harm to him and his own mission. Releasing his grip in her throat Blake licked his lips and smirked, "Hmmmm, perhaps we can get closer later, but for the fact we have just met, then I feel it be best to perhaps not meet here in this room. To many people walk by for there to be any caution. Besides, I don't feel like getting cut from the island now."

Blake slowly leaned forward and was wondering if Raye was going to let him go that easily or not. From this point, Blake began to feel his eyes strain as they tried with no success to focus on the figure on him.

Her back arched as his nails dragged down it and she shuddered a little, letting out a small noise. Damn if she didn't love a little rough treatment.

If there was anything she was known for behind closed doors it was her primal way of loving. Before her human guise, Raye was an animal. A wolf. And wolves generally weren't known for being very gentle beings.

The Jinn sighed so quietly that it could have been mistaken for just another breath of air. "Yes, I suppose you're right. And god knows what the policy for student-teacher...relationships-" Her lips quirked upwards slightly. Relationship? No. She had no desire for a relationship. "-is here. Is there even a policy? With all the people I've met - even the teachers - I seem to stand the eldest. But I've yet to meet everyone. Maybe if I keep looking, I'll find someone here older than me."

Her upturned lips flattened out. "Yes, it would be a bugger if we were kicked off the island, wouldn't it? It's nice to just be able to be me here any time of the day. No one yet has screamed when I transformed into a wolf in front of them. There'd be a decidedly different reaction if I did so in a human town or city."

She made no move to shift. She understood his reasoning just fine, and she agreed with it, too. But, as it stood, she was not going to move until he physically pushed her away.

Blake had listened to Raye and was nodding along as he was thinking of everything she stating true. Being here there was no pointing out the differences. Yes they were important to know for future reference for anything that would be a weakness or even an advantage in battle. Then the thought accursed in his mind that perhaps there was no true restriction to the relationship here. A grin then arose on his face as he remembered there was a few documents that he had not been able to read as of late and when he did skim some parts. " Hmmm you know where we can have some privacy? My quarters, or even my office. I have two copies of parchment that states the relationship of students and professor. It would entertain me to know."

Realizing that Raye would not get up on her own, Blake quickly wrapped his arm around her waist, rolled her over and sat on her for a moment where he just laughed for the playful gesture. Tilting his head he finally got up off of her and lowered his hand down helping her up. "Come my office is just in a room over. There we can find everything out and even if we don't want a relationship then its all a but of fun and sexy times no?"

Raye cocked a brow and opened her mouth to respond to him when his arm wrapped around her waist and their positions flipped. With a quiet yelp and wide eyes, her ears and tail sprouted. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow," she whined, shifting so she wasn't lying on her over-abused tail. Whenever she sat down she always managed to sit on her tail uncomfortably. It was a wonder the poor thing wasn't broken.

Her hand slipped into his and she found herself on her feet pretty quickly.

As soon as she was upright, her fingers began working on the ties of her Do and Tare. The heavy iron breastplate fell to the ground with a dull thud, followed by the leather of the Tare.

She arched her back, the bones popping loudly. "Jeez, even for us demon's those things are heavy."

Now she was minus her armour, she was left in only her baggy blue hakama - traditional not Sashinuki, though she did prefer the Sashinuki hakama - and a loose matching blue kendogi. The kendogi had been kept closed by being tucked into the hakama but after Blake's wandering hands had gotten under it, the material was dangerously close to revealing a lot more Raye than what was already showing. The scar just above her left breast was in plain sight. It looked likes fangs had gotten under the skin and torn a path down towards her heart, leaving two long, thin white lines.

Her bare feet padded across the floor as she walked towards the gym bag lying on the floor. She rifled through it until she came across a length of white material. She pulled the kendogi closed and wrapped the obi around her waist, tying it shut with a simple knot.

She dropped the towel that was still hanging around her neck on top of the bag then turned back to the younger man. "Lead the way, then, Eston-sensei." It felt strange calling a potential bed partner by his last name, but before he was a potential bed partner, he was her teacher. Ixchel and Quetzalcoatl had taught her to be respectful and she be damned if she went against their teachings now. She wouldn't start calling him anything else until he permitted it.

Blake watched as Raye did what she needed to do to get off all of the practice ready material and to his enjoyment it was revealing more of her body that was hidden before. He smiled as she popped her back and in his mind admired her strength as the equipment appeared heavier than he could recall. To his relief though she wasn't truly that heavy herself. (XD) Waiting only a short time she made her way over to him and was ready to be lead back to his office. The problem with that now though was the fact that Blake found himself still with no true vision. He had hoped that his glasses would last a little longer, but if he was smart there was another pair in his office.

Barely grabbing Raye's hand Blake slowly made his way over to the office door that was in view. Searching through his pants pocket, which seemed to hold everything, Blake pulled out a set of keys baring at least twenty keys more than he actually needed. Of course they were not for the doors throughout the castle, but for his own personal use. Have it be the treasure cabinet or his many drawers in his desk, there was a key for it.

After trying five of the keys, Blake managed to open his office door and he smiled as he lead Raye in. "I have a couch over there, I will join you in a moment after I grab my spare pair of glasses. " Blake said as he pointed over to the corner of the room where a couch, a recliner, and a coffee table awaited her. There on the table was a bottle of freshly opened wine that was half gone as Blake was getting rid of a little morning depression. Blake has forgotten about this lovely thing, but once he saw it again he would make it an importance along with Raye in the room. Searching through his many keys, and his many drawers, Blake managed to find his extra pair of glasses. Fixating them on his face he turned to his desk and noticed the black journal sitting there. His face seemed to freeze at its presence before he casually made his way over to it. What did I write in you this time? Most things I do I barely remember because I'm usually drunk.

Laughing in his mind to not scare away Raye he slowly grabbed the journal and skimmed through it before returning it to the drawer and closing it, forgetting to lock it before returning to his lady friend. "Ah so....oooo wine....want a drink?" He asked as he pulled two glasses from the side of the couch offering one with a smile on his face.

The Jinn's lips turned upwards when the man's hand closed around hers. It was warm - so much warmer than hers. He heat that radiated off him was pleasant.

The smile dropped when she thought about why her hands were always so cold. Collapsed veins from the numerous wounds she had received on her arms. Her eyes flickered down to the skin that was showing on her arm between her haori sleeve and her rough calloused hand; she didn't have time to be feminine and care for her skin like so many other girls did. There - on the lightly tanned skin - was a large quantity of thin raised scars from blades and claws. They were barely visible unless you were looking for them but they were still very much there.

Great, Raye, what a time to become self-conscious of your scars, she berated herself mentally. The scars on her arms were small and unnoticeable - barely a cause for self-conciousness. But what if he saw the ones on her torso or her legs? Those were much more vivid and much more of a concern.

Inhaling slowly and beating back her doubts and insecurities, she loped over to the couch and settled herself onto it, pushing some of her damp hair away from her face. She made sure to leave the fringe where it was, covering half her face. If she was self-conscious of the scars on her body, that was nothing compared to the one that graced her face.

Raye watched Blake silently as he bustled around his desk, finding a pair of glasses then flicking through a black book. A journal maybe? As much as she would like to have said she was curious abut the book, she wouldn't do anything about that curiosity.

Then he was making his way towards her and she shifted a little to make room for him to sit, all thoughts about the book leaving her mind. she pulled the sleeves of her haori down over her arms subtly, hoping he didn't notice and question her. She didn't want to get into a conversation about her scars.

She accepted the glass from him with a little smile of her own. Wine... definitely not her drink of preference. There was no telling what she would do under its influence. But she didn't want to be rude and just refuse. "Just a little, Eston-sensei." She'd be careful about how much she ingested, though. It'd do no good scaring people off because she had gotten drunk on wine.

Blake had found a smile on his face as Raye accepted the glass from him. Leaning over towards her he had the bottle find its way to the glass filling it to the half way mark. He then leaned over to his glass on the table and filled it just about the same. He wasn't trying to get completely wasted at this point, perhaps later, but not now. Placing the bottle down, Blake noticed how much Raye had called him by his last name followed with a teacher like preference and he had just chuckled to himself. He still wasn't completely used to teaching others his ways or even really inviting all these students to his room and at this point he realized he was getting distracted once again. Finding himself kind of a loss in his ways he was just about ready to get Raye out of his room and recoup in his main task. However, Blake didn't want to be rude and never have her come back.

Deciding to have her company for a while, he came to the conclusion that it would be best to entertain her for a little then send her on her way. Looking around his room for a moment he noticed a small letter on his desk and realized he had neglected to open it. It happened to be from a friend who had worked in the same field as him and he may of had information on who he was searching for......or a letter of him saying he missed his company. Blake worried about that man and his actions sometimes.

Returning his look to Raye he smiled and felt himself pushing up his glasses once again, "......these ones too?" He sighed with quite a bit of disappointment as he found these glasses loose fitting. He had just hoped that these would not fall off his face and shatter like the last ones. Shrugging and hoping for the best he smiled, "Well anyways, where are you from exactly?" He asked as he took a sip from his wine glass, stopping to look at the contents as he questioned the flavor, then sipping once again.

She lifted the glass to her lips and took a small sip, savouring the taste of the wine. She may be reluctant to drink wine but she had nothing against the taste. She quite enjoyed the taste of most wines. Rice wines especially.

Her cyan eyes met his at his question. "Dakota originally. But I only stayed there for twenty three years." Twenty years... It seemed much shorter than that. But, she amended, I've lived for much longer. it would seem like a short time.

Realising she had been staring off into space, she shook herself from her thoughts and gave Blake a smile. "I've spent the last ninety years in Japan. It's a beautiful country, even if a little busy in the larger cities." And having lived in the fifth most heavily-populated city in Japan, she knew a lot about the cities being busy.

The Jinn took another small sip of her wine and, deciding that she was allowed to ask questions, opened her mouth. "And yourself, Eston-sensei?"