<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/T8LACDL.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Ki Chun-hyang<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Fire<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Paper Boat Festival<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Open<br/><br/>Chun-hyang stepped from the inn and onto the bustling street of one of Pai Sun's pricier inns. She was put out by the amount of coin she had to spend but the bath alone had been worth it. Refreshed and eager to join in the high energy the festival was creating, she made her way down toward the center of the city. The colorful silks of her hanbok did not seem out of place amid so many visitors of varying provinces. Even the daring display of her bosom was far more modest than others. This only added to her confidence as she glided down the street toward the enticing scent of food vendors.<br/><br/>The glitter of fine jeweled hair pieces caught her eye and she paused. A simple golden filigree butterfly caught her attention and she had to have it. She picked it up, examining it with sparkling eyes. The man behind the cart smiled at her choice and he proudly gave her a price.<br/>Chun-hyang smiled coyly, the charm of her smile taking the man off guard. “Such a high price, perhaps two-fifty?”<br/><br/>“I worked very hard on that one, miss. See the fine detail. I can't go lower than three hundred,” he replied.<br/><br/>“Oh, you are good. I see your expertise. Two twenty-five.”<br/><br/>“Uh, miss, I am not sure you understand, this is excellent quality. I may be able to go to two seventy-five,” he said, a little exasperated.<br/><br/>“Oh dear, maybe my trade speech not good? You drive such a hard bargain. Two hundred,” she asked, leaning forward, her cleavage making an indisputable debut. His face suddenly flushed crimson and a trickle of red appeared at the corner of his nose.<br/><br/>“Uh...okay,” he said dumbfounded as he took her coin. She beamed at him happily as she pushed the pin into one of the circlets of braids wrapped about her head like a crown. She blew him a kiss and winked and he abruptly sat on his stool, stunned. She sashayed away, suppressing the giggle that wanted to bubble up. No need to mock the man when she had not only out bargained him but used the silliest tricks of her trade to do it.<br/><br/>She stopped at a food vendor and bought sweet breads on a stick practically dripping with syrupy goodness, the warm red bean filling making her happy as she nibbled. She couldn't help but jump in place a little, it was so good. Normally she would act like the mysterious woman of culture and appeal but this was the first time she had been out on her own and be herself, just like any other young girl.<br/><br/>As Chun-hyang moved closer to the water and the cheers and roars from the gathering crowd grew louder, she pushed closer to see what it was all about. Her eyes widened in delight. Even at this distance she could see that it was a contest of martial prowess, no doubt. The three women would be fighting on a disc floating in the water. In front of her, people were placing bets and since she was too much of a prude to participate, she would make a bet.<br/><br/>Tapping the shoulder of the bookie, she placed her own bet. Before someone could jostle her out of the way, she put a hand out stopping the man cold in his chest with a mere fingertip. She turned her head and gave him a stern look that made his blood run cold, his face pinched in pain. He was going to sport a mighty bruise in the morning. She turned back to the bookie, who gave pause at what he had just seen.<br/><br/>“I want to place a bet on the girl in yellow. One hundred,” she said as she passed him her money. She looked around and spotted a restaurant that had a veranda overlooking the water. “I'll be up there and you had better come up there if I win or you will be eating roast nuts, if you get my meaning.”<br/><br/>Chun-hyang spoke in a sweet tone but her eyes burned with meaning. The man nodded vigorously and repeated the location to her. It did not go unnoticed that she still had her fingertip on the other man who was now slowly moving downward, She held him in place by her fingertip until his knees hit the ground and his eyes were tearing in pain.<br/><br/>“Excellant!” She turned to the kneeling man, the crowd shifting to give them breathing space. She placed her hand under his chin gently and spoke softly. “It is rude to push a lady, remember that next time.”<br/><br/>Chun-hyang left and slipped through the crowd, making her way to the restaurant where, for an extra coin, she was given a table with a lovely view of the contest. She let the woman pour her wine and leave her little delicacies to nibble. Her attention was on the combatants, the restaurant just close enough to carry their words. She absently took a sip, eager for them to begin.