Post by Inoue Kumikõ on Jun 30, 2010 11:51:29 GMT
Luo Yang, a grand city that usually bustled with, well, every type of person from rich officials to those unsightly poor people trying to make a living. That’s exactly why Kumi was here. No, she wasn’t looking for a poor person; she was looking for a rich person. She was also looking around Luo Yang to see if the Yellow Turbans would be worth joining, just so she could demand power and control in the very city, especially if she helped the invasion.
Power was something Kumi near enough worshipped, she loved it every single part of it but then again, who didn’t? All these people here were obviously looking for power. The rich officials attempting to extend their reach whether they do it through virtuous means or slightly more immoral ways; as Kumi had always said “If it gets you to your goal quicker, you may as well give it a try.” And the poor people were trying to make themselves known to get jobs and such things in the hope for a better grasp on things, which is essentially more power. Again, some of the poorer worked for their earnings and others stole. Kumi caught a person trying to pickpocket her a while before in a small village, a youngish lad; he was around 20 years old.
She immediately turned to face him and grabbed his wrist at the same time. She thrust him up against a stall that a poor merchant had just set up which demolished because of it shoddy craftsmanship, Kumi blindfolded could have done better. After she thrust him into the merchants stock of, well, lots of stuff that squished, a small crowd gathered. ”Seriously?” Kumi said in a slightly seductive voice ”Money won’t get you anywhere when I’ve dealt with you, and I’m a VERY good at dishing out punishment.” Kumi was going to play a humiliation card, and she’d enjoy it at the same time. She put her hand on the man’s chest and then pushed him so he fell to the ground, face first. Kumi then grabbed a piece of elastic type cord that lay on the floor near her as two words appeared in her head ‘Makeshift’ and ‘whip.’ She walked a slight distance back and the man started to get up, still with his back turned to Kumi and she used the cord to whip his back and he fell forwards slightly. There were all sorts of erotic voices in Kumi’s head, telling her to say things to make the situation a lot more humiliating. Kumi then kept whipping him with the cord; his back, his legs… his bottom. She was kind of doing this automatically while smiling and randomly shouting ”Do I need to teach you a harsher lesson in what you should, and should not, do to me?” Kumi eventually stopped and the man ran off crying in pain and one of the pompous, egotistical, stick-up-their-ass officials clapped for Kumi and thanked her for dealing with those “Eyesore criminals.”
Kumi snapped back to the present day where she was sat in a small patch of grass in Luo Yang, the sunlight blazing and making her warm all over. She moved part of her kimono to reveal her bare shoulder and part of her chest, although you couldn’t see anything, and used the clothing to fan herself. Obviously, a ploy. Many a man turned to watch Kumi sat there in a seductive position obviously hot and bothered, fanning herself down. She was going to say something like ‘It’s awful hot, it’s making me so hot and sweaty” in a seductive voice. But she didn’t need to try that hard. She’d spotted her prey.
There was a man a bit younger than Kumi, around 23, following who seemed to be his father around the city. Kumi noticed them earlier but didn’t take much notice but now she’d actually looked she could see more. She could tell from what he was wearing, which was quite tight, that he was athletic and he had shoulder-length hair that Kumi could die for. The son was told off by his father for looking at Kumi and as he was being scolded, Kumi replaced her clothing and got up and walked to them.
”Sorry about that,” Kumi said very seductively, ignoring the fathers presence near enough completely. ”It’s just such a nice day and I feel so hot and the sun is making my skin all wet.” Even though it sounded like nothing, Kumi knew she was getting to the man, until his father broke in and destroyed Kumi’s trance. ”Excuse me! Do you know who I am!? And have you seen how your degrading yourself!?”
Kumi looked at the man in the eyes. ”You? I have no idea, and quite frankly, I don’t really care one tiny bit. I have my eyes on someone else, if you could leave me be, I’d appreciate it.”
The man looked as if he was going to explode and he ran off shouting for guards. Kumi could stay and use her charm and seductiveness to get the official in trouble (She’d done a similar thing before) or take a hike with the young stud who was once again fixated on her. She grabbed his hand and pulled him away, taking him to the hotel room she’d rented whilst surveying Luo Yang.
When they reached her room, the man stripped down to nothing, Kumi kept her clothes on. She tied him to the disgusting bed she had to put up with and perused his personal effects. ”Hey.. H-H-Hey! What are you doing?”
”Seriously? You thought I would? You had a chance before your father jumped in. This is my way of embarrassing him like he just did me. When the guards find you here like this, he’ll be stripped of his position, almost indefinitely.” Kumi took the man’s pouch of money and emptied the contents into hers then explained that it would look even worse if his money had disappeared too.
Kumi swiftly left the hotel and found a solemn patch under a tree, where she counted her money. “Not bad.” She said to herself and replaced the pouch under her Kimono.
This was a Kumi plan all along. The official had a control on the justice system that affected Luo Yang, advising the Prime Minister on such affairs. With him out of the picture, it would make things easier if her attempts to gain some power in Luo Yang through some corrupt means. Kumi liked Luo Yang, but she'd like it even more if she could make it somewhat HER Luo Yang. And if she had to, she'd do it one tedious person at a time.
Power was something Kumi near enough worshipped, she loved it every single part of it but then again, who didn’t? All these people here were obviously looking for power. The rich officials attempting to extend their reach whether they do it through virtuous means or slightly more immoral ways; as Kumi had always said “If it gets you to your goal quicker, you may as well give it a try.” And the poor people were trying to make themselves known to get jobs and such things in the hope for a better grasp on things, which is essentially more power. Again, some of the poorer worked for their earnings and others stole. Kumi caught a person trying to pickpocket her a while before in a small village, a youngish lad; he was around 20 years old.
She immediately turned to face him and grabbed his wrist at the same time. She thrust him up against a stall that a poor merchant had just set up which demolished because of it shoddy craftsmanship, Kumi blindfolded could have done better. After she thrust him into the merchants stock of, well, lots of stuff that squished, a small crowd gathered. ”Seriously?” Kumi said in a slightly seductive voice ”Money won’t get you anywhere when I’ve dealt with you, and I’m a VERY good at dishing out punishment.” Kumi was going to play a humiliation card, and she’d enjoy it at the same time. She put her hand on the man’s chest and then pushed him so he fell to the ground, face first. Kumi then grabbed a piece of elastic type cord that lay on the floor near her as two words appeared in her head ‘Makeshift’ and ‘whip.’ She walked a slight distance back and the man started to get up, still with his back turned to Kumi and she used the cord to whip his back and he fell forwards slightly. There were all sorts of erotic voices in Kumi’s head, telling her to say things to make the situation a lot more humiliating. Kumi then kept whipping him with the cord; his back, his legs… his bottom. She was kind of doing this automatically while smiling and randomly shouting ”Do I need to teach you a harsher lesson in what you should, and should not, do to me?” Kumi eventually stopped and the man ran off crying in pain and one of the pompous, egotistical, stick-up-their-ass officials clapped for Kumi and thanked her for dealing with those “Eyesore criminals.”
Kumi snapped back to the present day where she was sat in a small patch of grass in Luo Yang, the sunlight blazing and making her warm all over. She moved part of her kimono to reveal her bare shoulder and part of her chest, although you couldn’t see anything, and used the clothing to fan herself. Obviously, a ploy. Many a man turned to watch Kumi sat there in a seductive position obviously hot and bothered, fanning herself down. She was going to say something like ‘It’s awful hot, it’s making me so hot and sweaty” in a seductive voice. But she didn’t need to try that hard. She’d spotted her prey.
There was a man a bit younger than Kumi, around 23, following who seemed to be his father around the city. Kumi noticed them earlier but didn’t take much notice but now she’d actually looked she could see more. She could tell from what he was wearing, which was quite tight, that he was athletic and he had shoulder-length hair that Kumi could die for. The son was told off by his father for looking at Kumi and as he was being scolded, Kumi replaced her clothing and got up and walked to them.
”Sorry about that,” Kumi said very seductively, ignoring the fathers presence near enough completely. ”It’s just such a nice day and I feel so hot and the sun is making my skin all wet.” Even though it sounded like nothing, Kumi knew she was getting to the man, until his father broke in and destroyed Kumi’s trance. ”Excuse me! Do you know who I am!? And have you seen how your degrading yourself!?”
Kumi looked at the man in the eyes. ”You? I have no idea, and quite frankly, I don’t really care one tiny bit. I have my eyes on someone else, if you could leave me be, I’d appreciate it.”
The man looked as if he was going to explode and he ran off shouting for guards. Kumi could stay and use her charm and seductiveness to get the official in trouble (She’d done a similar thing before) or take a hike with the young stud who was once again fixated on her. She grabbed his hand and pulled him away, taking him to the hotel room she’d rented whilst surveying Luo Yang.
When they reached her room, the man stripped down to nothing, Kumi kept her clothes on. She tied him to the disgusting bed she had to put up with and perused his personal effects. ”Hey.. H-H-Hey! What are you doing?”
”Seriously? You thought I would? You had a chance before your father jumped in. This is my way of embarrassing him like he just did me. When the guards find you here like this, he’ll be stripped of his position, almost indefinitely.” Kumi took the man’s pouch of money and emptied the contents into hers then explained that it would look even worse if his money had disappeared too.
Kumi swiftly left the hotel and found a solemn patch under a tree, where she counted her money. “Not bad.” She said to herself and replaced the pouch under her Kimono.
This was a Kumi plan all along. The official had a control on the justice system that affected Luo Yang, advising the Prime Minister on such affairs. With him out of the picture, it would make things easier if her attempts to gain some power in Luo Yang through some corrupt means. Kumi liked Luo Yang, but she'd like it even more if she could make it somewhat HER Luo Yang. And if she had to, she'd do it one tedious person at a time.
