Kurasu has apparently been given a little time off her days of work. She's settled on the park bench, relaxing. Not quite sprawled, but at least enjoying the spring weather. She shifts her business outfit casually, letting it a little more open into the breeze, then adjusts her bun, so no stray hairs come down across her face. All in all, she looks most self-satisfied.

The wind picks up slightly and then seems to gather at a point behind Kurasu. The wind is suprisingly warm and gentle, almost relaxing. Then there is a crackle as an image begins to fade into view, the image of a man. Quietly from nowhere the man's soft voice calls out, "Kurasu..." The voice heard easily through the crackling of strange energies. Then the image flickers fully into view, revealing the robed form of Amakusa. He steps forward and places his hand on Kurasu's shoulder. "Ah Kurasu, a beautiful day out..is it not?" he asks gently, the wind still in the air slightly, washing over the area with a quiet breeze.

Kurasu snaps her eyes fully open, SOLDIER-trained senses drawing her into a quickly-tensed position, fingers already settling as though to grab for a nonexistant weapon. She relaxes quickly, howevcer, once she realizes what the voice is, and who has just arrived. "Amakusa." she murmers, smiling warmly as she turns her head, looking at the tall man. "It's so good to see you again." The words are spoken in complete honesty, as well, her mako-tinged eyes raising to look back at him, admiring the wind through your hair until it fades. "It's been some time, hasn't it?"

Amakusa nods slowly as he steps behind her, closer to her, taking in a deep breath smelling Kurasu's sweet perfume. A smile crosses his lips as he moves his hand up and caresses her cheek, then leans down and kisses behind her ear, drawing back to whisper. "Hai, it has..." Amakusa straightens up and walks around the bench and moves to face Kurasu from the front, his hand moving out to take hers. "And how have you been during this time...?" His eyes watch her fully, with honest warmth in them and a honest smile on his face.

Kurasu squeezes the hand set in hers, then lifts it to rub against her cheek. Her skin still tingles a little where you'd whispered so close against her. "Work goes well." She chuckles softly. "Better than I could have hoped. They've made me head of security at Sensou." A pride of hers, at the moment. She's extremely self-satisfied with this. "A little more time, and I should have the trust of the entire company." She closes her eyes, relaxing. "It's nice to know that I haven't lost my skill, without the practice." She gives another light paugh at her own slight joke, then leaves the hand pressed where it is. "And yourself? Things have been quiet, I hope?"

Amakusa brushes his finger over your silky skin as he looks down to you in admiration. "Quiet.. No I have been busy as well.." A gleam sparkles in his crimson eyes as his smile deepens, the memories of the past few days still fresh in his mind. And the memory of last night, finaly locating the nature priestess Nakoruru. "I hope you have not missed me to much in my absence. I am back now." You may notice that though normaly a srange energy lingers around this man, an even stronger one can be felt now.

Kurasu is not usually sensitive to the energies that surround her. However, she has been around you enough to notice the differences. Of course, she can make a guess as to what it is. "More temples?" she asks casually. There is little distaste in it, nor is there enjoyment. It's your business, not hers. She has very little use for such things as the temples. After all, her beliefs aren't theirs. "I've missed you somewhat." she admits, letting the hand loosen, if you want to pull away. "Although duties have been keeping me occupied."

Amakusa nods slowly in thought and then to your question. "Hai.." he says simply as he watches you, looking down into your eyes then pulls away. The warmth still there as he does, and as he looks back to you. "I have been doing my mission, what my lord wishes for me to do. All for him, in his glory. But also I am preparing..." His expression shifts to a more serious one, his eyes narrowed as his lips straighten from their smile to convey his thoughts. "Kurasu..have you seen Rubeus?"

Kurasu admires those eyes again for themoment, before they draw away. "I haven't." she admits. "Not for a long time. Since the temple." Her fingers rub at her chin slightly, then her shoulder shrugs as she draws a leg up, settling her arm around it. The adapted persona is dissolving comfortably, now that she's got someone to be more comfortable with. "I can try and track him down on my time off, if you wish. But I haven't seen any sign of him in... quite some time, now."

Amakusa nods to that and turns away, closing his eyes to think. He takes in a deep breath and walks over to the side of you, closer again, his robes billowing around you slightly as a breeze picks up again. "I will need to locate him. If you do see him, tell him I have found the Fire temple..the temple to the young priestess of Mars that he has been searching for." His eyes flash then glow a dark ruby color. "An old 'friend' of mine is staying there..." He leans his head back, his hair flowing with the breeze as he laughs softly with grace. "I will be paying them both a visit again very soon.." When he looks back to you the glow is gone, replaced with the warmth that is reserved for only you. "And I hope that I may see more of you again..."

Kurasu closes her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of the billowing robes and drifting locks of fiery hair. "I'll be sure to take the message, if I see him." She has a feeling where to look. Or at least, where to start looking. Hopefully, she's right about that. "As for seeing more of me, I'll be doing what I can with it." Her eyes slot pleasurably, looking to your face with a slight smile. "However, ShinRa's been telling me I've been lax in my duties. And with Rufus-sama hurt, it comes down to the rest of the board." She snorts to herself, obviously having very little like for these people. "I'll be trying to find a little more time, however. As soon as I can."

Amakusa leans down taking your chin gently into his slender fingers, then kisses you deeply on the lips, letting the moment last for some time before drawing away. "I'll be looking forward to it.." He watches you warmly then turns away, the breeze picking up again and capturing a strand of crimson. "I must go for now..and I hope to see you soon. And remember to tell Rubeus if you find him. I hope the news will be to his liking.." His eyes narrow into thin slits as a sly grin creeps to his features, his face half obscured by strands of crimson hair that blow in the breeze.

Kurasu nods, still letting her face remain settled where it had been, as though savoring the last remnants of the sweet kiss. "I'm sure the news will help cheer him, after the loss of his Prince." He's mentioned it to her, although very little otherwise. "I'll be certain to see you again soon. And remember, if you ever need me, find some way to reach me." Her head tilts, eyes slotting slightly. "I can almost always find an excuse to help someone I care about, Ama-kun." Her fingers trace through the air, the strands of red catching and brushing against them.

Amakusa allows a warm smile at the gentle show of affection, he reaches out and takes your fingers into his own and kisses them. "I am glad, and when I need you..I can get ahold of you. Like a whisper in your ear..." Amakusa gently squeezes your hand then lets it go as he steps away, his image begin to flicker as he looks over to you. "Take care...Kurasu..." His voice echos and trails off as his image is surrounded by tendrils of black that spin around him in an embrace then with a flash...he is gone. Only the remnants of his energy in the air is left. The grass folds over as the warm breeze of an early spring picks up.

Kurasu smiles to the passing of the wind, re-settling herself back down again, resuming as much of the appearance as she can. Her day's getting better and better. "And you, Amakusa. Hopefully sooner than later." She settles her eyes closed, stretching slightly, looking back around the park as the people start to pass by again.
 
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