Though the nap would have been nice, Taiyo had more energy than that. As such when the boy retired to his room, he had left to go wonder about for a bit. In his travels he managed to find a few lucky things and was quite pleased with himself as he came walking over the hill to the villa. His lazy slouch carrying a bunch of grocery bags of foods and a box in his arms while he walked slowly towards the villa. His while person rattling away with the bags as he came to a rest by the front door and then gently knocked after setting the box of apples down.

When given permission to enter, Taiyo would and picking the box of apples back up awkwardly like a fool cuz he got mixed up and finally setting them down in the middle of the room with all the bags of food. Mostly nothing refrigerated and were things for long term storage. Though not the most HEALTHY of things, they would serve as a meal for some nights a head. Taiyo lay on his side next to them, kicking his shoes off and wiggling his socked toes while he got into a bag of chips.

"While you were napping, I went and found some food man. Did you know that there is this truck that drives around giving food away?"

Taiyo said as he lay on his back, letting his Dorito's to fall on his chest unopened. He simply held the back to his torso a moment as he looked up at Arlo.

"Yea man, this guy worked for some weird company. We were smokin right? Then he was like 'hey dude' and I was like 'what dude', so he was like 'man there is this awesome create of stuff we can't ship. You want it?' so I was like 'FUCK YEA!' so I got as much as I wanted to carry... there was a lot but it was awkward and I didn't wanna take everything. Wouldn't be fair to the shippers man."

Taiyo stated, he was beginning to warm up to Arlo a bit, but he knew better than to simply trust those he met. It wasn't that he didn't trust Arlo, he just didn't feel like burdening someone with his problems was all.

"Anyways, this stuffs yours if ya want it. I can't carry it around, figured you'd want it. Think the company was like capsule corp or something. They had a bunch of food, materials and stuff. The workers were really nice and let me in the back. Was a lot of fun man."

Taiyo chuckled as he pulled a joint from his pocket and began to light it up. His eyes turned to Arlo and while he was inhaling, he gave the boy a curious look to ask him to explain his morning. He was curious how the little man got on after all the excitement from yesterday.[

Taiyo lay on the floor for ages, relaxing and simply staring at the ceiling, puffing occasionally on his joint while Arlo ate in peace. It wasn't till he spoke of capsule corp and then capsule homes that Taiyo put two and two together. The man sat upright his eyes wide as revelations hit, not that he was stupid mind you... but sometimes forgetfulness might make one seem redundant or perhaps uneducated... the problem taiyo was educated AND still forgetful.

"BRUH! Wait... I just thought of this. There is a company that puts stuff in capsules... its capsule corp and you said they offer HOUSES!?"

Taiyo turned to Arlo with disbelief in his eyes. He didn't know they sold HOUSES!?! He has been sleeping outside cuz he couldn't TAKE his house with him... He didn't even THINK about the possibility that there might have been capsule houses... The man then placed a hand to his face.

"Man... I knew they put stuff into capsules but if they do HOUSES as well? How do they do it man? Its magic I tell ya. They got powers no body ever seen before. I want a house now!"

Taiyo stated as he burst into laughter, catching the container and listening to Arlo speak. He was still chuckling even after as he lay down on the floor and kept on laughing unable to stop.

"Fuckin makin capsule houses and my stupid ass (wheeze) has been sleeping in the woods and shit! HAHAHA!"

Taiyo couldn't help but laugh at his own misfortune of not knowing and also... for not checking. He should have just gone to the store and asked if they had TENTS! Anything, but he just never thought of it. So the man could only laugh his heart out at the silliness of his own mistakes. Once he was finished, the man would look up at Arlo between chokes of laughter and trying to regain his breath, Taiyo nodded in response.

"Yea man sure. Just... no going hard alright? i don't want to accidently hurt a kid. I refuse to man. I'll spar with ya, but if I think you are hurt to bad, I'm stopping. You can hit me all you want when I stop but I won't keep going either."

Taiyo stated as he got up, still wiping tears away but his tone a little more serious as he spoke of stopping. He did not wish Arlo to be harmed. Sure fighting for fun was ok, but he didn't want to hurt the boy. Unpacking the muscle thingy or whatever it was suppose to be, Taiyo went on to do as the instructions said, bantering with Arlo as he did so like asking how he slept and what not. Once finished, Taiyo swallowed the whole thing down quickly before getting to his feet, dusting himself off.

"Agh, where are my shoes!"

Taiyo stated looking around, but it wasn't till Hina, the sword on his right hummed loudly within her sheath. The sheath rattling as she spoke and Taiyo looking under his arm at his sword with curiosity. Looking to the right, almost to right where the shoes were Taiyo would spot his sneakers and chuckle.

"Nice spot Hina."

Taiyo stated while gently stroking the sheath, the sword rattling violently inside. While he couldn't hear her voice he knew she was happy to be praised. Slowly putting his shoes on however, the other sword on the left would begin rattling followed by Hina rattling as they began to argue. Again Taiyo couldn't hear em, but if he had to guess Yugure was currently upset that she didn't spot the shows and was probably trying to tell Hina she would have spotted them just as fast. Hina would probably be smug and say otherwise.

Taiyo not wanting a full blown argument of sword spirits in front of Arlo would slap both his sheaths like a father would to his children. His face serious as he silently scolded his twin blades to be silent in the face of friends. They knew better than to act up, it upset Taiyo very badly when his own spirits couldn't behave in the face of strangers. The shame it brought him was unbearable and as such he had quickly put his foot down on the matter.

With disciplining done, and a solid moment of Taiyo staring down at his swords in displeasure, before the man returned to his jolly self. The man smiling before waiting to be shown their battle field.

"Alrighty, lets get going before this... uh... Musca's powder? No thats gross, what did I eat again man? It ain't gonna like... ruin my high is it?"

Taiyo asked in concern now, having forgotten his concern over it being considered food. He hoped it wasn't a filling meal, cuz then he wouldn't be as stoned... then again the trip there was always the funnest. He couldn't help but let out a goofish laugh while he resting his hands on his swords in his relaxed posture. Now was the time to fight him.

Taiyo was content to find a place to fight and was simply standing there smiling even as his friend began to circle him. Yet his hand went for his blade, the man's hand gripping his blade tightly as he watched Arlo get ready to launch his attack. Taiyo was not one to try to predict a foe but rather he was simply going to react as best he could. He wasn't some grand warrior, or some shining example of humanity... He was just a man with a sword and in his eyes this boy had more fantastic power than he did.

As the boy's attack came, Taiyo's eyes didn't track the attack but rather watched his opponent as he got closer. The attack was weaved by the sword monk like a cloth in the wind, a slight hop to the side made it looks like he was gliding through the air or simply shifting without moving his limbs to much. The man coming to a rest behind Arlo, his clothing floating down gently around him while he chuckled. He then pointed at the roof of the place, before gently gesturing for them to go outside. 

Thankfully no damage had been done, and they were safe for now. Hina vibrating in his right hand violently and flames were spilling from her sheath like a kettle over heating what was inside. Taiyo chuckled at her childish anger before looking to Arlo.

"Lets take this outside shall we."

With that the man closed his eyes before jumping to one side and disappearing out of view from his opponent for now. The human jumping through the air and softly floating down to land upon a land dune nearby. Grass was barely growing on it as sand was mixed with the soil here. Taiyo winking at Arlo as he slowly unsheathed Hina, the sword glimmering in the sun before being flourished, a trail of red flames following in the wake of his swords elegant dance.

"Alrighty Arlo... Now we can play..."

Taiyo stated as he pulled his sword into a low stance, the blade tip facing towards the ground and the blade facing toward his opponent. His hands gripping the hilt uniquely. His right palm was firmly gripping the hilt of Hina while his left hand gently rested upon her hilt, fingers outside in a fan motion. His right foot forward while he waited patiently for his opponent to approach. He wasn't a master of this stance, but he had used it a few times now. He wondered if it would work.

Taiyo said nothing as his opponent seem to begin to pick up dirt and debris, this then created a sort of smoke cloud. Though Taiyo wasn't sure what he was seeing he wasn't exactly one to interrupt so he waited patiently. When the boy was soon gone, Taiyo simply took on a more relaxed stance. He now knew that his opponent was not going to be directly batting him, but this open field did not do his opponent favors. Included the fact Taiyo had landed upon a hill with no shrubbery between him and his opponents possible ambush points.

The Samurai simply sheathing his katana before unsheathing his wakizaki, holding up his short sword to his chest, blade facing down. Taiyo got ready to defend himself from anything that might approach. In truth he wanted to be aggressive before, but Hina would have to wait. Her rattling in her sheath the only sound save for the wind. Taiyo's eyes stared off into the distance, unfocused while his ears and sense of touch heightened. 

He wasn't doing it on purpose, but without anything to focus on he could only do what the next best thing was. He began to focus on his other senses, from the sound of grass blades scrapping together while the wind blew to the sound of a cricket to Taiyo's right jumping through high weeds. The sounds of morning becoming louder as Taiyo focused completely, eyes unfocused and hearing sharp, the sword monk waited patiently. 

It wasn't often Taiyo was forced into complete submission of defense like this, but it was a refreshing taste. Not many had earned the right to face Yugure alone without Hina to back her up. The tiny sword's edge beginning to emit frost, the air about it turning misty while Taiyo himself lowered the blade down. The ground about Taiyo grew frost upon them, the grass about him stiffening to the point of rigged hardness, Taiyo's mere presence soon becoming a cold and chilling air. Like a zombie, Taiyo simply stood silently while he waited.

Taiyo was completely still, his breathing was so soft he could hardly feel it. His eyes still unfocused on that horizon of some long distant shore. The ice that collected around Taiyo's person was steadily growing, and even as the boy emerged Taiyo did nothing at first. His body simply holding perfectly still, immobile and perfect for attacking. The boy went for it, the first strike from the boy was met with nothing but thin air. The form of Taiyo passing through him like a ghost, yet on his back was small scuff marks where the boy had gotten close and the eyes of Taiyo settled upon Arlo with unparalleled focus.

Akin to a dog that had just caught the scent of prey, Taiyo was swift in identifying it. The human stalking to the right as he smiled faintly, coming back but still in a far distant place. Like he was elsewhere and moving automatically but with all the precision his body would allow. Instinct reacting on the situation. The boy then unleashed a barrage of ki from his hand after getting some distance away but Taiyo was no longer to be deterred from his opponent. 

Yugure was not only for defense, her just method of fighting was... different than Hina's. As Taiyo was now demonstrating, the man was moving similarly to in the hut but.... different. Now he was like a shade dancing amongst the pellets like a free spirit. But the second blast was the one that got Taiyo off guard. The human suddenly falling down onto the ground where he lay for a moment only to roll back up onto his feet. The light in Taiyo's eyes had returned once more.

Now he could see Arlo clearly, and the man was happy to see he survived the first little barrage. Looking down at his forearm however, he would notice that he was hurt a little. Perhaps not whole, but at least he had survived.

"You know, surviving Sneak attacks can be rough man. That little focus state really strains the eyes."

Taiyo stated as he blinked a few times, the focus from before clearly gone. He doubted he could do it again this bout. He was still practicing that one. Now that his opponent was out in the open, the rattling of Hina's sheath was as audible as ever. Slowly Taiyo sheathed his wakizaki named Yugure before gently running his hand along the hilt of Hina. The blade seeming to shiver within the sheath before being unleashed in a blaze of glory, her blade singing the song of sweet release. The blade humming through the air as he did a full circle motion with her and the image of a sun formed for a moment.



Slowly drawing his blade in, Taiyo would smile as he got back into that old stance again. Slowly moving back to the top of the sand dune, Taiyo waited patiently for the next attack. His forearm smoking as he tried to consider the best possible way to attack. He didn't want to be sitting around trying out new moves but... it was certainly a fun idea. By now several seconds have past between the two and Taiyo sword suddenly begins to heat up. The ground about it turning bright orange as grass and soil are burned away. The sand turning to glass before burning away as well. The sound of sizzling could be heard as the area about Taiyo begins to heat up.

"Well... That was one test, this will be another... Hold onto your boxers kid, this one might hurt a little."

With that Taiyo planted his feet firmly onto the ground and the ground beneath it became cratered. The ground sinking beneath his feet as he let out a long drawn sigh. The blade that was originally suppose to be an orange color then revealing itself to be a brownish yellow color. The yellow suddenly shifting to greyish blue, then to rustic red. The colors continuing to shift and the air growing hotter and hotter. Finally after a few moments of charging, the blade of Taiyo's had reached its maximum heat. 

The blade sizzled the air about it as the glowing white blade hummed, the air about it waving frantically as it created waves of heat to thick to see through. The morning air suddenly becoming much more humid as the grass began to slowly turn brown and die. Taiyo's smile disappeared as he witnessed his blades destruction of the area about him. He wasn't happy with this technique but he had already got this far, it would be an insult to back out now.

Taiyo lowered his blade down to his side as he rushed forward quickly. Covering the ground as swift as shot from a gun, Taiyo swung his blade upwards in arc to slash at his foe. If his foe decided to be foolish and take the blow head on, his opponent would find the head soaking into their body a little. Though it wouldn't cause burns, the fire would stay with them. Yet if they blocked it no such thing would happen and Taiyo would simply step back as he let his blade cool down. The area finally getting a little peace from his onslaught of heat.

Upon being struck, the boy had seemingly prepared a counter attack, which slammed into Taiyo's side causing his eyes to open wide before he came to a sliding stop some distance away. The man clutching his side as he fell to his knee, the strike from this boy was hard hitting. He hadn't expected to be struck so hard and as he stayed knelt down, his right leg feeling as though it had no strength in it, he could only pant a moment. How strong must his foe be to be able to hit such such devastating force.

Slowly but surely Taiyo raised up to his full height, readying his blade as he tried to steady his breathing. Thankfully it didn't do any lasting damage, but it certainly hurt like hell. The sword monk soon returning to his stance while he kept his smile despite the sore ache in his side, looking to his friend he had slashed... The sword monk would slowly lower his blade before gesturing for them to stop.

"I did not intend to cut you as deeply as I did, I had anticipated some form of defense. Had I known you would have taken the blow I would have held back."

Taiyo was clearly not pleased at having just sliced open the boy's shoulders. Sighing in frustration Taiyo sheathed both his blades before gesturing for Arlo to approach.

"You can't take a hit from a sword like that! Goodness boy what did you THINK was going to happen if you don't put up any defenses! GAH look at your shoulder. What have I done?"

Taiyo was disgusted by his own actions of injuring a child as much as he had. Throwing his hands into the air, the human went into the tent to fetch the first aid kit. Once he found a small one, he returned to Arlo before taking a seat on the rock. He wasn't going to take no for an answer either, the clear displeasure on his face spoke volumes of the boy's decision to destroy his own body for a simple kidney shot. He would voice it as such too, explaining that taking a blow from a two thousand degree sword so he can get a simple kidney shot was NOT worth the trade there. He wasn't trying to slice Arlo up, he was simply wishing for the boy to defend. He even sat perfectly still so the boy had time to prepare and EVERYTHING!

"My word child, you saw a two thousand degree knife and you thought 'I'm gonna use my shoulder as a shield so I can get in a punch.' NO! WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT?!"

Taiyo said flailing his arms in the air while his voice raised in to a squeaky tone in clear bewilderment of Arlo's actions. Finally sighing his defeat, Taiyo would simply pat the ground in front of him. He just wanted to patch Arlo up, and never do this again. He might train with wooden swords or his fists next time... but not with real blades. Clearly Taiyo had overestimated Arlo's training... a mistake he would never make again.

Taiyo's simply looked at Arlo as he explained that this John had trained him to be like this. The Sword Monk's look spoke volumes of his thought about that but he wasn't one to judge someone's upbringing without having lived it. Perhaps times were tough, the reasons could be many. While Taiyo didn't question the absolute insanity of running head long into a two thousand degree knife, he simply kept bandaging Arlo. Once the anti-septic and bandages were applies, Taiyo patted his new friend on the back.

"Well then here is a NEW idea. You try to hit me, watch me DEFEND myself and get an idea of how you want to defend yourself."

With that Taiyo would move back into a suitable position away from Arlo. His wounds were not likely to reopen after being sealed but Taiyo did not wish to take risks. He was not a doctor, yet he also didn't want to waste this chance to train a little. Sure he SHOULD make Arlo rest, but some little part of Taiyo was hoping nothing else bad would happen. If Taiyo took Critical damage, he would simply stop the fight as his lose. If Arlo cannot breach Taiyo's defenses, then he wins. 

"You keep attacking till I say. Last one with enough energy to get a beer wins. Or if I get hit to many times and start bleeding everyone haha!"

Taiyo stated as he bounced on his feet a second like he was about to take on a more active martial artist stance. It was only after he stopped moving and placed his hands in his pockets while he waited patiently for the next attack. His smile still present as ever and his posture just as lazy. While Taiyo WAS a sword monk, he did practice with every weapon he ever laid his hands on. Or in this case, the lack there of as a weapon. Many monks used fists as their primary way of defeating opponents. Taiyo was no different.

His old teacher had taught him this stance before he left, and abandoned their teachings for his own. He didn't like it, but he hadn't practiced enough hand to hand style to branch out yet. A problem he would fix later on. His aura stayed peaceful, a bird landing upon his shoulder as he waited patiently for Arlo to rush him down. The whole of Taiyo's body was relaxed yet gave off the pressure a martial artist did. He was no stranger to throwing hands as he had been disarmed many many times during his duels.