Amami Yamashita woke up with a loud yawn, as her eyelids lazily fluttered open. Amami had nothing planned for today nor for the two days that would follow as her bank was closed for renovation, a minor one but intrusive enough that it required the bank to be closed. So, when she woke up she did not spring to her feet to get ready like she usually would. Instead, she lay with her eyes half-open, contemplating whether or not she wanted to go back to sleep. Ultimately she stood up with a loud groan of discontent, realizing that she would have to get up at some point so it was best to do it now.

When she got to her feet, she found herself dressing in normal clothes, a plain white shirt with a black jacket, blue jeans and a pair of boots. She wanted to go out and do something, even though she wasn't sure what that was at the moment. Grabbing her wallet and shoving it into her jeans, as she didn't believe in wearing a purse. After all, keeping everything important to you in a usually open-topped bag slung loosely over a shoulder seemed stupid to Amami. She grabbed her cell phone and slipped it into a jacket pocket along with her set of keys before leaving her apartment, shutting and locking the door behind her.

With that done she set out to wander the city, perhaps in search of adventure and perhaps in search of a quiet day. Amami herself wasn't sure, or at least not until she stumbled upon a small Ramen joint in downtown Tokyo. It was an unassuming place, but as Amami's stomach reminded her, she hadn't eaten breakfast that day. So, she stepped in and found a seat, ordering a standard bowl of Ramen, as she didn't feel like thinking about it too much. Soon the food came and Amami dug in, eager for something new and interesting in her otherwise unassuming and boring day off.

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[b]#46 Kasumi[/b]

Kasumi ducked under opponent's strike with the ease of a warrior who had been doing this for her whole life. In truth, that was because she had been. However, right now she wasn't in an honorable duel with another Sekirei, no she was fighting a human. She'd seen 4 men ganging up on a young woman as she ran across the roofs, and so she stopped to intervene. As they were human, she couldn't fight with her axe's blade or with her full strength, but that didn't matter. She drew her Greataxe, much to the fear and surprise of the humans, but one was brave and rushed her with his metal pipe, throwing his all into a powerful swing at her head.

Though it was powerful and fast to him, all Kasumi saw was wasted energy, improper handling of the weapon, and an attack that was clumsy at best. She easily blocked the blow with her axe's hilt and responded by striking him with a light strike to the gut. However, light to a Sekirei and light to a human were two different matters. The man fell to his knees clutching his stomach while the other scum looked on in awe. Kasumi turned to face them and drew back, as if she were about to use the double-sided axe as it was intended, as a fatal weapon. However, instead she said calmly "Collect your compatriot and do not trouble anyone again, should I see you again I won't be as merciful." They stayed for a brief moment, trying to remain defiant to the woman, but quickly caved in, grabbed their friend and ran away.

Before the woman could thank Kasumi, she'd already slung her axe back into it's rightful position and leapt onto the nearby fire escape, climbing to the top of the building. She did this so the woman would think she was some martial artist, and not suspect the truth. It was best if she dragged as few people into the Sekirei plan as possible. So, with a light grunt, she took off in the opposite direction, heading for the center of the city. That was an area that no one Ashikabi would easily claim, due to it's obviously central location, so it was where she was safest.

Arriving after several minutes of jumping, she went to her usual resting place. This was the top of an apartment building, whose residents never came up to the roof that Kasumi knew of. Up here, Kasumi had a small existence secured for herself. A rag and polish for her axe, a sleeping bag and a sharpening stone, all bought with money that Kasumi had come across one way or another. She lay back on the bag, setting her axe on her stomach and sighed, thinking to herself "[i]Ashikabi-sama, where in this city are you?[/i]