<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Tumblr_mper58vGve1rdyxo7o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Jessica Hitomi Washington/"Atemi"</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-oVojFRbWcIQF5x_Rqu13WHA7flOUPRlAMfhpoHecd0/edit)<br/><br/>Atemi strode towards the gym in an sports bra, capris, and obi style sash, all indigo with white trip.  Wooden sandals clicked softly on the metal floor.  Both her katana and a bamboo shinai were tucked through the obi, which was short, like a boy would wear with his kimono, not the full waist sash typical for a girl.  The sable skinned girl's microbraids fell to the backs of her calves.  She moved with a spring in her step, whispering to herself, “This is so exciting.  Thank you, Sensei, I've dreamed about things like this all my life.”<br/><br/><em>No thanks are needed, Hitomi-chan.</em>the spirit in the sword whispered.<em>I've been searching for an heir to my teachings for centuries.  Only you have had the strength, the will, and the fighting spirit.</em><br/><br/>Full lips spread into a further grin as her hand went for the gymn door.  “I can't wait to meet the others...”<br/><br/>Atemi danced into the gym, door swinging shut behind her.  Then she froze, liquid black eyes going wide as they fell upon two other girls sitting on a weight bench, facing the door as if to greet her with the erotic image.  The front girl was nude and hard boddied, aglow with sweat and pleasure.  She couldn't tell if the girl behind her was wearing anything, but it didn't look that way.  The two were locked in a passionate and playful kiss.<br/><br/>Hitomi's cheeks flared.<em>I should leave...</em><br/><br/><em>Don't you dare,</em>the samurai in the sword replied.<em>I haven't seen anything so beautiful in half a century!</em><br/><br/><em>Lech!</em>Atemi quietly replied, dark eyes drinking in the two fair skinned girls.<br/><br/><em>Me?</em>the sword teased, cackling in delight.<em>I notice you haven't looked away...</em>