Graveyard of a Madman Part 34

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The Nekojin lady had no problem evading the onslaught of Marine troops that patrolled the grounds around the dock. Just by Rinji's description, she was able to decipher which ship was the one she was looking for. She found it rather easily, as it was very close to the largest ship on the dock, and she stood at the edge of the pier. With no effort at all, she jumped and landed on the main deck. Three of the men working on the deck spotted her, and began to pull out their swords and pistols.

Kiria: Tell Migoto I wish to speak with her, immediately.

Man: What?! No one sees Lady Migoto! Now get off our ship or I'll--

Sion: Lady Kiria, what an honor it is to make your acquaintance. I am Sion Moir, Lady Migoto's assistant. [He glanced at the men, and they quickly went back to their work.] Please, right this way. [Bowed and motioned for her to come with.]

Within her chambers, Migoto was rubbing an oil across her arm, as she did, her fur seemed rather wet, but as it dried, it took on a luxurious shine that only the finest lotions could make. She did the same for her face, and looked closely in the mirror. She scars she saw on her ankles did not affect her mood anymore. The memory of the chains that held them were a distant memory, and the gruesome death of her master was more than enough to sooth her aching soul. There came a knocking at the door.

Migoto: What is it? [She said in a stern voice, as she was rarely disturbed at this hour of the night.]

Sion: Lady Kiria wishes an audience with my mistress.

Migoto's eyes widened some, and she quickly went to her red, silken robe, pulling it around herself.

Migoto: Show her in.

The door opened, and Kiria, with her beautiful, red locks of curly hair bounced as she walked in. Her hazel eyes gazed at Migoto as they were met with her own red irises, and a fanged smile.

Migoto: Kiria, this is quite unexpected.

Kiria: I know. You look well, Migoto. We didn't get a chance to talk when we last met.

Migoto: That is true, we did not. Please, sit.

Migoto motioned for her to sit in her very large, cushioned green chair. This room made Kiria's dressing room look like a hovel. There were so many party masks, and old pictures of Nekoshima origin all around. They were all around a gigantic bed that could easily hold three people easily. Kiria took her invitation, and sat as Migoto prepared some tea.

Migoto: But this is not why you have come to see me tonight, is it? [Pouring them both a cup, and adding in the sugar and honey.]

Kiria: No, it's not. [Took the teacup as it was handed to her.] I'm here to ask why our brother is fighting a battle against impossible odds, and you have not shown a whisker since I last saw you. You have over two hundred men on his vessel and you are doing nothing.