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damned_institute2011-12-20 08:35 am
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Night 60: Recreational Field
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To be honest, it was colder than he had expected. It very well hadn't been the middle of winter in Makai, so Kurama cited that as the reason why he would be so unaccustomed to the sudden climate change now.
He allowed his demon core to burn a little stronger to counteract the outward chill, for the moment ignoring his initial decision to mask his demonic aura for the night. Really, if he had known, he would have just taken the coat with him, but since he hadn't... well, then he best do what he'd come here to do as quickly as he could. Such was one of the things he missed about having fur. But he wasn't going to try for any transformations yet -- not until he had figured out what limitations had been placed on him first.
Holding a hand up to keep his hair out of his face, Kurama took in the surroundings around him that had been labeled as the 'Recreation Field' on his map. It was a moderately-large field and the grass was neatly trimmed. Nothing here that would be useful for him then. Grass was hardly a good type of plant to channel youki into, anyway. In a pinch, it could be useful, but if he wanted a sturdy weapon, he would had to go find something less flexible.
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To be honest, it was colder than he had expected. It very well hadn't been the middle of winter in Makai, so Kurama cited that as the reason why he would be so unaccustomed to the sudden climate change now.
He allowed his demon core to burn a little stronger to counteract the outward chill, for the moment ignoring his initial decision to mask his demonic aura for the night. Really, if he had known, he would have just taken the coat with him, but since he hadn't... well, then he best do what he'd come here to do as quickly as he could. Such was one of the things he missed about having fur. But he wasn't going to try for any transformations yet -- not until he had figured out what limitations had been placed on him first.
Holding a hand up to keep his hair out of his face, Kurama took in the surroundings around him that had been labeled as the 'Recreation Field' on his map. It was a moderately-large field and the grass was neatly trimmed. Nothing here that would be useful for him then. Grass was hardly a good type of plant to channel youki into, anyway. In a pinch, it could be useful, but if he wanted a sturdy weapon, he would had to go find something less flexible.