Who's the new girl?!

[Mibbie.]

((In this thread,I'll be playin'my own character, she joins the Shinsengumi, but she's hiding somthing...))

The sign up was today. Rika Kitamoto from Yokohama would join the Shinsengumi, according to Kondo. And--accourding to Kondo, she has been fully accpeted. How? She's only 21, and she's mastered her katana at a profecianal rate. She hasn't been assigned to a unit yet, but for now she is just goin' to get used to the place first, preparing herself-as to what the commander said...

Shinsengumi HQ-

A young looking girl was sitting on the steps of the vernanda, her long brown hair tied in a low pony tail was drooped, as so her face. She had a short sleeve and knee length kimono with a white belly wrap, and she held a katana at her hip. She had her wrists laying on her knees as she stared down at her feet, lost in thought.

The wind blew, the sky's were as blue as ever. No one was really around either. though, earlier, some of the members actually tried asking the young girl out, since those men were into a girl who was pretty, and strong, and that could cook good food. Yes, she could cook too...But she didn't answer any of them back. Heck, she barely even talked. She was hiding somthing. And it involved pain...

She sighed silently as she looked down more, closing her eyes as her bangs covered them. Sakura pedals were falling...

[Gentatsu]

Okita: Welcome! I am Okita Souji! Captain of the first troop. Kyoto sweet?

He extended his hand which had the famed treets!

Okita: I believe you will be with the 6th Captain Inoue Genzaburo and his unit. Good luck!

[Mibbie.]

Rika opened her eyes, surprised to hear the man's vocie as she looked up. She blinked once with confusion, then just tilted her head slightly, taking the sweet into her hand. She looked back up at Okita and put on a fake smile to reassure him.

" Um...Arigatou. The...sixth unit?"

She said as she trailed off as she looked up at him again, then stood up, smiling yet another fake smile. " Oh, thank you. Um...Mr. Okita? Can I ask you something?" Asked the girl in an unsure tone.

[Gentatsu]

Okita: Eh? Sure of course!

[Mibbie.]

Rika blinked once with uncertanty, but gathered up her unknown courage to ask what she wanted to ask.

" Um, Oh--Nevermind. It was silly..."

Said the girl as she rubbed the back of her neck slightly embaressed. She laughed slightly, at herself, but not that much, becuase that laughing just hurt her. She gulped, still sort of smiling as she lowered her arm that was on her neck, onto her stomach, almost unoticingly. She cud feel her abdomen burn silently. But not literally. To why she was feeling this was unclear and unoticeable to everyone. But herself. She let go, hoping Okita didn't see her wince.

She smiled again, changing the subject. " Mr. Okita, do you mind showing me where the training hall is?" Said Rika as the wind blew again, wavering Sakura petals in its path...

[Gentatsu]

Okita just smiled.

Okita:It's just over there!

[Mibbie.]

Rika looked behind her, slightly to the side of where okita had pointed to. She blinked once torward that direction, and then just turned back to him, and smiled back. " Um, arigatou." She bowed slightly, japanese style and then squated down for a sec to pick p her katana off of the ground, and then she stood back up with it now in her left hand. She turned, but smiled one last time at the man. " Thanks again for the treat..."

Then, she ran at a steady pace torward the hall. When she arrived, and slid open the door, she was surpised to see that no one was training. But it was the afternoon! Oh well...at least she will be bale to get more privacy and not just have all the other members just stare at her...

She sighed, then she took out a hair tie, and tieing her brown hair in a high pony tail instaed of a low one. She went in the middle of the room, and took a deep breath. First, she held her now unsheated katana with both hands, in a mid view of an invisable foe. Then, she staedied herself just right, then kept her eyes narrowed as she made 6 swift strikes in mid air in less than a second, all of them leading in different angles. She did things like that very simalar to that for about 20 minutes straight, not stopping to take a breath for more than a few seconds. But hey, thats how she became so good...

She stopped, now only holding her sword with one hand, and wiped the sweat off of her forhead with her other wrist. She kept her eyes closed as she breathed heavily. She also felt her hands get alittle numb, but she just ignored it. Then, she started again. Though, she stood in a different stance this time, and yet just stood there in that same position, and closed her eyes, focusing her mind on her hands that were on her sword. You could sort od say that she was meditating-or-sort of...