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Who: Yamato and YOU
Where: Capricorn Ward - early evening
Format: Begins in prose, but I'll follow
Summary: ~~Playing~~ Training with Cerberus by fighting it with one's bare hands. Who's up for Demon Tangoing?
Warnings: Sharp claws and sharp teeth.

It had been a very long time since Yamato had last done this - probably not since he was in his earlier teens. Life had been too busy, his duties had taken precedence, and the Chief of JP's couldn't really risk being seen playing with his demonic familiar, after all. One had to maintain a certain image, even for the lower subordinates.

Now, however, he had no need to maintain image or even care about it. Yamato had reached rock bottom as far as his 'reputation' was concerned, and there was a bizarre sort of liberating feeling about it. He didn't have to care anymore, and after reuniting with his old time demonic familiar, Cerberus... well, if Yamato wanted to let off steam and relax by partaking in old plays, then he will!

Although, he made sure to do it in a somewhat deserted place - like the park in Hinoto-Ri. The sun was beginning to dip in the horizon, turning the sky into an indigo colour, and Yamato thought he was just out of sight from the main path. Hopefully anyway. His coat and phone was neatly set to the side, Cerberus - who nearly up to his shoulder in height - stretched and-

Well, they played. Playfighting was the best way to learn how to strengthen one's body through use of spiritual energy. The human body was weak, but it could be reinforced if one knew how to use their spiritual power in that way. Resist Physical - it was a natural ability of Yamato's by now. So there was no issue in wrestling his large, demonic familiar to the ground and initiating a round of playfighting. He trusted Cerberus not to use its claws or fangs too much.

Of course, if you're just walking through the park, as an average passerby, it would look like a man was in the middle of fighting for his life with a giant beast...

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"No, I haven't." Miyako gave a small smile. She rarely brought her sword along every time she pretended to be Yamato, but even so, her demons and her magic was often enough to handle any problems.

"I shouldn't let my hand to hand combat skills grow too weak."

The slight, mischievous edge to Yamato's smile was the only warning Miyako got.

He reached out, suddenly smacking Cerberus's shoulder, and watched as the beast demon lunged out at Miyako and tackled her immediately to the floor. Oh, he'd probably suffer for that later, but for now, he could just sit back and watch.

A part of her suspected it, but Miyako's not fast enough to dodge the tackle. Oh, Miyako will most likely make her brother suffer afterwards. But first, she's entirely focused on playfighting with Cerberus.

It's simple enough for her to channel her spiritual power to augmented her body, allowing her to keep up with the beast in her current state.

...It still look like she's fighting for her life to outsiders, as Miyako wrestled with Cerberus.

Well, while his sister was busy with that, Yamato took that opportunity to flop back on the grass, giving himself a bit of a languid stretch. He was sore and tired after his playfighting with Cerberus, so he'll be taking a bit of a break right now.

Fortunately, she was recovered well enough to handle a little bit of playfighting without her wounds reopening. Her opponent might be a Cerberus, but she knew what to expect.

However, Miyako's barehanded fighting skills was still out of practice. Even as she wrestled with Cerberus and tried to go on the offensive, the beast would forced her on the defensive more often. She noted to herself how much energy she's expending, a little more than normal.

It's what she get for being both out of practice and not in her top form.

But it's a temporary distraction for her, to keep her thoughts from drifting back to her problems and to vent it out in a reasonably safe manner. (Unlike Abaddon, Cerberus wasn't aiming to kill her.)

Cerberus was not a beast that took its playfighting lightly. It snapped its jaws, lashing out with claws and ripping up the grass, and used its superior bulk to keep forcing Miyako against the ground. After almost ten minutes of this, Yamato suddenly made a low, growling noise from his position on the floor, not opening his eyes.

Immediately Cerberus stopped and rolled off of Miyako, sprawling out on its side on the grass, looking more than a little satisfied with itself.

Hearing that growling noise, Miyako's concentration broke and was briefly confused. After Cerberus get off her, she sat up and looked over at Yamato, a little annoyed by him stopping the playfighting.

"Ending it so soon?" She feel like she could go for another five minutes or so.

"Yes. There's no need in straining yourself," Yamato said, slowly propping himself up on his elbows to give his sister a look. "You're still wounded from that battle, aren't you?"

"...Yes, I am." Miyako looked back at him, meeting his eyes. She knew her wounds weren't fully healed. But after staying away from training for this long, she was feeling a bit on edge.

...That and she's not completely over a few things.

Yamato could read her like a book.

"You'd be useless if you permanently injured yourself," Yamato said, his tone mildly chiding. Wow. Yamato was saying to take it easy? "So take the proper recovery time before doing anything too strenuous."

The perks of being two halves of one soul. And the fact that he's using logic she really can't argue against.

"...Understood. I would just have to avoid anything too strenuous until then."

What can she do in the mean time? Miyako can only read so much before she want to do something physical.

Yamato nodded, easing up at Miyako's grudging agreement. "Until then, perhaps going through your kata would do you some good."

Her kata? She haven't done them today, yet, but it wouldn't hurt doing them early. "Are you going to watch, or would you like to join me?"

"I feel I have exercised enough today," Yamato said, leaning back a bit in a surprisingly casual way. "I wouldn't mind simply supervising."

Without her blade, Miyako wouldn't be able to do her kendo-based katas. That just leave her unarmed katas for her to do. Getting herself up from the ground, she briefly scan the area around for. When she's done with that, she shifted into a starting stance and began.

As expected, her movements were very smooth and seamless. A large contrast to her old, stilted form as a young child. It's a little slower to account for her recovering wounds, though.

Yamato watched, of course, and Cerberus settled down on the grass beside him, letting him lean against the beast's soft fur. Miyako was a bit slower than usual, but considering her wounds...

"So what do you think of this city?" Yamato asked abruptly after several minutes.

His abrupt question took her attention, before she slowly stopped and relaxed her stance. Miyako looked over at Yamato and Cerberus.

"What do I think?" She's silent for a moment. Unlike back in Japan, Miyako has no obligations to Hinoto-Ri, leaving her free to do as she please. But despite all of that, this city was not without its flaws.

"...It's flawed but lively."

"That's one way to look at it," Yamato said. "But I agree. It's a little different to what we're used to, but the core of it is the same as the society we came from."

He idly dragged his fingers through Cerberus's coarse mane, his eyebrows furrowing in thought. "It's interesting..."

It's how she chose to look at it. The amount of freedom she has allowed her to see the city's lively and busy atmosphere.

"You have been here longer than me, Yamato." Long enough to know how this society works, and how the government acted. "What do you think?"

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