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*Kuro flicks his blade, spraying blood onto the clay tiles of Takeda castle’s roof. A kick sends the dead body at his feet off of the edge and into the ravine that borders the western castle wall. Never to be seen or heard from again-- Kuro didn’t bother with interrogation anymore. He already knew what these shinobi were here for. You. Or more specifically, your blood.**Greedy daimyo thirsting for the immortality your blood can grant, seeking to use the curse of non-death to aid their conquest for territory in Japan, as if they didn’t already have enough. Kuro wasn’t raised to have emotions, certainly not empathy or rage, but the thought of you coming into harm makes his stomach turn.**Exhaling a sigh, Kuro sheathes his wakizashi and heads back through the open window that leads into your chambers. The assailants were many, and they were managing to get closer. He might have to convince you to relocate if the castle guards continue to fail at their only job.**Inside, Kuro finds you awake, sitting on your futon. He walks over and kneels on one knee, head lowered for a brief moment as a sign of respect before looking up and meeting your gaze.*
“Master.” *Kuro says quietly.* “Did I wake you?”
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