One arm in her lap, she listened to the sounds of the jail. Her hearing if could be seen visually almost seemed like a rabbit stuck inside a building, sneaking its way around the facility to stopping to listen to peoples conversations. She searched for one of the head guards, or a warden of some sort. Catching wind of someone acknowledging their higher up she heard a mention of a cell full of ronin they were about to transport. She honed in on somewhere within the jail that they were specifically talking about the group she had been thrown in with. They were to be transported to the prison and by the sounds of the conversation they were taking it way more serious then Runa had planned for. It hadn't been her first stint with the law, but she had been struck with the unfortunate curse of getting transported with combat capable people. Opening her eyes, her attention was severed as she inspected the people in the room. She saw another boy doing the same as her, and after close inspection, realized it was none other then Hane Aki, a totem holder that she had met before. Long story made short, they had fought and finished at a draw but had exchanged items as a mark of respect and a promise to see each other again. It seemed he hadn't recognized her, but she couldn't blame him. Her hand went up to her uneven bob haircut and sighed.
Prior to her imprisonment, she had just arrived in town hot off the trail of a demon she had been tracking. Following the decimation it had created, its path leading her to the gates of this less then friendly city. She had lost its tracts and could no longer hear it, so she opted to turn to the locals to see if she could get any information. Though most had seemed to not want anything to do with her, a man pointed her in the direction of the local brothel. Apparently some girls had gone missing recently and everyone suspected it had been something more then just them going missing. Of course in Runa's life, nothing was ever easy, and this factor was glaringly present. Upon entering the brothel, she was met with scenes of violence as soldiers had made themselves quite at home. One in particular, seemingly some sort of captain, held his blade to the girls throat that resided on his lap. He seemed to be one of those types who got off on terrorizing girls. Seeing the poor young girl only reminded Runa of her past, the soldier for a second becoming the ronin that had taken her arm and eye. And without even thinking, she sprung into action, front kicking the captains face so hard, it not only broke his nose, but knocked him clean out. A fight ensued, and to make matters worse when more soldiers showed up, the brothel had blamed the fight starting on Runa. They thought about killing the girl, but instead, they took her long beautiful pony tail. With shorter hair she looked significantly more androgynous. It also would help with the eventual plan to place her in the mens section of the prison to hopefully...well you get the point.
Snapping out of the memory, Runa looked over the rest of the group. The literal elephant in the room, sat on the other side of an otherwise normal looking girl. The hulking mans body screamed strength if that was even possible and Runa could only imagine what he did to get in this cell. The girl between them however was a little more then shocking, but hey, if she was here, then it meant she was probably capable of something. The drunken mess that was also here kind of spoke for himself, but her dead master always told her to never underestimate people like him. Turning to see the last person in the room, he seemed closer in age to Hane and she couldn't quite read him, but it was safe to assume everyone in this room was more or less capable of fighting. Starting to formulate a proposition, she heard guards approaching, shortly confirmed once they cell was opened and guards flooded inside. Thinking about making an attempt, she decided against it realizing their odds would be much better with a direct avenue to escape.
Transported into a reinforced wagon, the chance of escaping became again increasingly harder. While inside, she closed her eyes and listened to everything around them, until she heard a familiar sound. Trying to get out demons were approaching, their cell was thrashed and thrown. Disoriented at first, she saw Hane slip out of the wagon and thought about calling out and announcing herself to him in hopes he'd come back. But upon listening she heard him go off a ways, opening probably a chest of some sort with their items inside on account of the metals sounds of him picking up his swords. Hearing him coming back, she let out a sigh, seeing his face pop up. Jumping back inside he started to release everyone one by one, until he got to her. Reaching her hand out, she grabbed his shoulder "Im glad you seem to be doing fine, i was hoping the next time we'd meet would be under much better circumstances" releasing him, she flashed her index finger at him, showing her Usagi Mon tattoo like the first time they had met. Knowing the boy was a man of few words, she hopped out and sped over to the weapons box. Thankfully it still held her rabbit totem and shockingly Hane's Habbi he had exchanged with her. Gearing up, she slid the habbi on and crouched for a second listening to the land and the forest. Everything was dead silent, no birds chirping, or bugs making noise, so finding the culprits responsible for the massacre was easy. Standing up, she stood next to Haofeng, opting to keep her voice down so only everyone around her could hear "They're directly to the wagons right, and are circling back to make sure they didn't miss anyone, we only have a couple minutes before they make it this way, maybe even less" her hand going to the hilt of her sword readying herself encase some of the demons could have slipped past her hearing. She could have just ran off to leave everyone to fend for themselves, but at the very least she would stick it out till the threat was gone "what a weird coincidence demons showing up here of all places and in broad daylight no less..."