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Playing with the Enemy
As the men circled around Yamisha, she felt neither intimidated nor afraid. Actually, she was surprised at how stupid these men were for challenging her in the first place, not realizing who they were up against, and not screaming and/or running for their lives afterward.
She was also kind of happy that she at least had someone with whom she could amuse herself with for about 2 minutes.
"What's a leetle girl like ye-self doin' on our city turf eh?" the man who seemed to be the leader of the group asked.
"I didn't know that you could run an entire city by yourself, especially without a brain," she answered calmly and wryly
"Eh? Don't ye no who you're up against and when to leave fightin' to we big men lassie?" he questioned in his Irish drawl.
"Yes, I am perfectly aware of when I should let you fight. When I'm up against a cockroach or a three year old. That's where you come in," she replied in a slightly humorous tone.
"We'll teach ye to show proper respect to us!" he all but bellowed.
The 6 men all attacked her simultaneously, and she swirled gracefully out of range as they all collapsed on one another.
The men stood up, still dazed, and rushed at her again, pulling out of their shirts, one wakizashi each in the process.
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It was 9:47 AM
Kenshin, Kaoru, and Yahiko raced to the docks and jumped on the next boat to Kyoto. They would not touch down there before 6:00 PM though. It was going to be a long ride.
The young girl who sat next to Yahiko, got soaked. Lets just say Yahiko can't keep his food down very well on ships.
"Gomen miss, are you ok?" Kenshin asked the girl examining her once purple kimono.
The girl just got up and ran away, tears streaming down her face.
"I didn't mean to...We were talkin' and...ughh, it just came up," Yahiko babbled in-between barfs.
"It's ok Yahiko. Sessha will go get a face-cloth," Kenshin replied as he got up and walked towards the bathing room.