Log: Because I can

[pinzutimebomb]

Ipin stood in the final form of her kata, hands outstretched pulling through the fluid motions. It felt like being at home in Japan actually with all the cherry blossoms fluttering around, the soft sounds of some of the crew at the dive site a way off. It was really peaceful here though. Which was good because she was going to need to find that

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[hongkingkong]

Hong Kong had followed her fireworks to the Sakura Island. He landed on the shore and quickly took the opportunity to hide Arthur-Fu. There was no reason to call attention to a dragon so it would be best to keep him hidden until he was needed.

He found Ipin doing a kata among the falling sakura. He could get her attention, but that would require actual saying something. Instead, he decided to wait for her to discover his presence.

[pinzutimebomb]

She heard him before she saw him although he was relatively quiet. It was just such a quiet place it only took the rustle of fabric to hear someone coming. She finished the last form and took a deep breath before turning to Hong Kong and smiling at him. "You made it here safe. I brought a few more fireworks in case you got lost." she gestured to a few stacked to the side under one of the trees. The moon was bright so it was easy to see even with the shadows of the trees.

[hongkingkong]

"I didn't get lost," he replied, his expression unchanging. He held a firework in his own hand, having brought it just in case he had gotten lost.

"Did you finish?"

[pinzutimebomb]

She stretched her arms above her head and glanced back at the ship to see if Lambo would return or if he'd fallen into one of Giselle's lasagnas. She let her arms fall back to her sides and nodded. "I see that. You've got a good sense of direction."

She nodded. "I went through the last three forms. Just to relax, you know. It's really nice here. Quiet." She tilted her head a little. "It's nice to see you again."

[pinzutimebomb]

"That's a shame. How can he not like them? It should only hurt his head if he's been drinking too much." She looked like she wanted to say more and it was pretty obvious what from the disapproving look on her face but she held off for now.

She reached forward and laughed a little. "I'm not that skinny." Her fingers gripped the edge, a little of the charring dropping away. "Maybe as a hair ribbon... or napkin."

[hongkingkong]

He responded to her first comment with a questioning look that was on the level of questioningness that Hong Kong could achieve. "He still scolds me."

"It would be a unique hair ribbon."

[pinzutimebomb]

"I'm sorry he scolds you." She replied. He was hard to read. MAybe you should warn him ahead of schedule so he doesn't drink the nights when you want to set them off?"

She looked at the scorched fabric thoughtfully. "Hmm." She held it up to him. "Do you want to keep it?" She smiled and gestured to his belt around her waist. "I've kept yours."

[hongkingkong]

"That takes half the fun out," Hong Kong replied, pointing his finger in the air matter-of-factly.

He looked down at the fabric she was holding, his finger still pointing into the air.

"I do not have enough hair for a hair ribbon," he took the fabric in his hand. "Do you want it?"

[pinzutimebomb]

Oh it was a relief to know he didn't find hers silly or her form bad. She grinned. "Ahh if you see my master tell him you think so." She proudly thought about her master hearing that from a country.

[hongkingkong]

"I do not know your master," he said, although quickly correcting himself so as not to ruin her high. "Does he live in Hong Kong? If he does, I will tell him."

[pinzutimebomb]

"He visits." She said cheerfully. "And he looks a little bit like you. His hair is longer though." She always felt nostalgic talking about her master.

[hongkingkong]

"Like me?" he brought a hand up, pointing right above his eyes. "The eyebrows?"