Riku Fletcher
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Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 25, 2015 19:27:48 GMT -8
He swallowed hard and the sound was clearly audible.
"I assure you, I won't move my hands any higher, Samari-san," Riku tried to assure her. He much preferred to ride than to walk and given he wasn't privy to certain urges with strangers, he felt he was safe. Despite how warm she was he suspected it was the kind of warmth that could burn - if her threat of violence was any indication. So, Riku kept his hands and arms as far away from any inappropriate location as possible. Riku wondered how much of a burden he was to her and contemplated how he might make himself less of one. To repay her kindness he had an idea in mind.
"The hooves are like a lullaby at times," Riku quietly noted. "The gentle sway of a horse at a smooth trot. It can be relaxing you know. Will your Lord press on through the night or will there be an encampment between here and there?"
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Samari Yanata
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Roleplay posts: 28
Age: 20
Physical Description: Samari has a very lithe, athletic figure. She has a reasonably attractive face, but it is frequently twisted into an impatient scowl. She's taller than most Katashiman woman, but still below average when compared to mainlanders.
Clothes and Equipment: Samari generally wears a specialized kimono, cut for easier movement. She carries a ridiculously oversized odachi, as well as a smaller tanto. She frequently uses the odachi (sheathed) to smack people.
Registered: Dec 21, 2015 18:29:52 GMT -8
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Post by Samari Yanata on Dec 25, 2015 19:49:50 GMT -8
Questions questions questions...I suppose it's less boring than silence.
Samari replies without turning.
"No, we're not stopping to camp. I made sure of that. If we stop to camp, it'll take even longer. In any case, we should get there before nightfall. We'll probably stop for a little while for lunch, but that's it. Ugh, what a pain. Stopping, unpacking, preparing food, eating, repacking, getting going...waste of time. We should just eat on the road."
[OOC note: Riku would know, since he traveled this way before, that it's actually a much longer trip that can be in no way completed before nightfall.]
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Registered: May 7, 2024 18:36:38 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2015 20:01:16 GMT -8
"Toku is 18 days travel, we stop tonight."
Rin'Si turns to look at Samari as devoid of emotion as ever his gaze seems to cut through the young woman. Surprisingly he adds something on to this simple sentence.
"Samari, you would do well to remember saying something does not make it so."
Something that could be a ghost of a smile passes over Rin'Si's face though it fades so quickly it is impossible to tell.
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 25, 2015 20:08:00 GMT -8
"That... Would be a very, very long march," Riku quietly noted to her. "Did you... Acquaint yourself with a map before planning for this journey? The road from Yanata province to Toku province is not a short one, Samari-san. I do not mean to be rude... But we will not arrive before nightfall. In fact... It will be much longer than several night falls if we consider the size of your Lord's host. The winding mountain roads can be quite slow moving..." He didn't mean to burst her bubble but he had spent the better part of a fortnight on his journey by foot from Toku to Yanata, but that was an erratic journey stopping at every wayside and location of note along the way. Of course a forced march could bring them there within ten days, or an express palanquin within five days... But the larger their group, the longer it would take. Riku doubted they would arrive as quickly as she suggested. Or as Rin-Si suggested but he could be wrong.
"Riding and eating is a good move... But we will have to break for camp several times, Samari-san. Though we can make better time if you do not allow those walking and riding to be wasteful of the time spent making and breaking camp."
He nodded and tried to play towards her sense of timeliness. If he drew her attention away from the breadth of the journey she might be satisfied and less irritable. He wondered how fiery her temper truly was.
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Samari Yanata
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Roleplay posts: 28
Age: 20
Physical Description: Samari has a very lithe, athletic figure. She has a reasonably attractive face, but it is frequently twisted into an impatient scowl. She's taller than most Katashiman woman, but still below average when compared to mainlanders.
Clothes and Equipment: Samari generally wears a specialized kimono, cut for easier movement. She carries a ridiculously oversized odachi, as well as a smaller tanto. She frequently uses the odachi (sheathed) to smack people.
Registered: Dec 21, 2015 18:29:52 GMT -8
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Post by Samari Yanata on Dec 25, 2015 20:18:58 GMT -8
"Ugh..."
Samari bristles with irritation when Riku corrects her, but sighs in resignation when Lord Yanata also reprimands her.
"Yes sir."
I thought it was only a day away...how did I think that? I've done this before. Well, I could probably do it in a day. If I wasn't being slowed down by all these turtles. Eighteen days...I hate traveling so much. That's so long! I can't believe it. Why did I have to come along? This is even worse than the tea ceremony. What are we even doing in Toku, anyways?
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 25, 2015 20:24:33 GMT -8
"You would be better served acting as an advance party," Riku suggested in consideration of her impatience.
"If you were to ride ahead, see to it that the road is safe for your Lord, and herald his arrival in Toku you would be less miserable."
He said that second part quieter so only Samari could hear him. The contracted samurai didn't want to offer any form of insult. There was already a sense of growing irritation about her he hoped he didn't cause. "I apologize if I misspoke... I..." Perhaps if he said less she'd be happier. He set his jaw and lowered his eyes. A fortnight would drive her mad if their first few hours had her as frustrated as she was. Could he ease it in any way?
He sighed himself, not sure what to do.
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