[hider=pointless]Yuki, in even the short time since everyone else had managed to find their way back to the main camp, had grown restless. The day hadn't been kind to her in terms of pent-up aggression; too many build-ups to fights... and then no pay-off. She needed to do [i]something[/i] physical to unwind.

Which was why, when everyone else got back, the samurai had finally started doing something she'd consciously avoided for years as unpleasant and completely unnecessary; a way of building up a sweat when you didn't have anyone else to do something far better with.

In other words: Yuki had started practising basic technique with her sword, and rather... alarmingly, had actually opened up the kimono, with half the thing now hanging over the sash that was keeping it closed. Definitely not a particularly nice thing to look too closely at, since the more pleasing body parts were firmly bound in case Noriaki showed up somehow. What that mostly meant was scar tissue down one side, and a few more on the other. Scars that, interestingly, faded away drastically as you went towards Yuki's back.[/hider]