Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354 
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 17, 2017 12:18:29 GMT -8
Hanbei's undisciplined manner gave Kojuro an opening, as he broadcast his intent with his body language, and the emotion on his face. Spotting his intent to push forward, Kojuro stepped back and to the right, letting the locked swords pivot around each other, freeing his blade as Hanbei moved forward with both his katana and kick. Hanbei's momentum, pushing against a force that no longer pushed back, propelled him forward and off balance, as Kojuro brought his tachi around in a horizontal strike to the left side of Hanbei's waist. He turned to face Hanbei, his sword held in front of him, ready for defence if Hanbei was able to strike again. Or if he was too slow, Kojuro was ready to attack. “You can't make me angry,” Kojuro said quietly in a mild tone, smiling,“I'm already furious.”
Chobei moved forward as Yasuke backed off, swinging his club in a pattern of swift moves, a figure of eight that had the advantage of protecting him and not giving away the direction of his next strike, as well as being a flashy way to intimidate his opponent. He was so far unimpressed by Yasuke's desperate swing of the sword, and fancied his chances, even though he was less well-equipped. As Chobei swung his distracting club, his other hand darted nimbly to the knife at his back and retreived it, palmed out of view. He waited for Yasuke's next strike, intending to block the sword with his club, which he figured was of strong enough wood to capture the blade, then while Yasuke was engaged, he would stab the knife into the side of his neck or another exposed area, whatever Yasuke offered up. Once he was dead, that katana would be his and it was probably worth fifty times more than what the masked ronin had paid him.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 17, 2017 14:10:42 GMT -8
Hanbei had put too much intent into his kick-push that he lost balance and only narrowly avoided a fatal cut. The samurai in front of him had cut him though, and he was bleeding rather heavily from his waist. These guys were tough customers and this was no time to go easy on this guy as he was obviously a well trained pro.
"Why you little brat... You'll get what you deserve!" Hanbei said as his moustache seemed to curl upwards in anger while is cheeks turned reddish. "Come on out guys!" he shouted as suddenly three more bandits jumped out of their hiding behind the shack. One went towards Yasuke and two against Kojuro. "I saved this surprise for someone else, but I suppose it will do as rehearsal!" he said and laughed with his gravelly voice that war slightly marked by the agony of feeling Kojuro's strike. Hanbei put a bit of distance between him and the opponent, as he knew the annoying samurai would be forced to concentrate on his two comrades. Maybe in the mean time Hanbei could get to stop his bleeding or change tactics if they couldn't deal with the samurai themselves. One of them was armed with a pole arm and was making small stabs at Kojuro trying to keep him at a distance and making him feel threatened without giving the opponent much in the way of openings. The other one was more offensive and using a chained kusarigama weapon, he held the kama in the right arm and swung the chain at Kojuro with the other, hoping to catch the samurai's sword or his limbs and - if it succeded - he would disarm or pull him to the ground.
He was pretty fast with those strikes, but in the end he was also very straight forward and predictable, Yasuke thought. Warding off anything in front of him with the club and probably fiddling with his knife of the back. "Oldest trick in the book..." Yasuke mumbled. "I'll show you a trick you haven't seen before..!" he added muted with a smirk as he feigned moving backwards but dug the tip of his sandal into the mud and with a front kick tossed a lump of mud into the face of the confused the opponent who by pure reflex retracted his hand towards his face offering his exposed wrist for Yasuke's sword. Yasuke had used this little party killer a couple of times before and had already stepped into his opponent's sphere and with a vertical cut he sliced his katana downards in a line that would cross directly through his wrist and probably well into his chest too. If not lethal, then at least his opponent would lose all fighting spirit. That usually happened, when you lost your most important hand.
But whatever the result, Yasuke heard Hanbei call out of backup and saw one other opponent closing in from behind the shack.
"Damnit, so he was actually trying to double cross me that filthy dog..!" Yasuke said, trying to keep his voice muted and his head cool.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 19, 2017 12:24:53 GMT -8
Although Hanbei was still alive enough to call for help and scuttle away as his companions jumped out, Kojuro didn't think he would survive the wound for long. Nevertheless, he had more pressing matters to deal with as he had two men with longer range weapons wasting no time in attacking from concealment. Quickly sizing up his opponents, he judged the spearman as the greater threat. It took little skill to stab a hole through someone with a spear, but a kusarigama was a difficult and specialist weapon to wield, and judging by the state of these men and their weapons, it was more likely they had found them on a battlefield somewhere than trained strenuously to use them. Kojuro parried the spear away with his sword, knocking the business end of it to the side for moment, then while the spearman regained the balance of the weapon he darted in towards it's wielder, keeping the length of the spear in between himself and the chain that was already swinging towards him. His speed of movement coupled with the spear interfering with its trajectory should be enough to keep the kusarigama away from him for the time being, and as he rushed forward, inside the spear-wielder's effective ranger, he kept his blade at shoulder height, pointing horizontally straight in front of him, letting his forward movement propel the pointy end of the tachi blade directly into his opponent's throat in an unorthodox yet highly effective move. Chobei's face full of mud was the least of his worries as Yasuke's blow sliced off his hand and he slipped backwards into the mud on the ground, grabbing at his wrist in pure agony and disbelief. A few sobbing gasps came from him before he screamed “Baaasssstaaaaaarrrd!” and kept screaming between ragged breaths as he writhed on the ground, with blood pumping from his severed wrist. The ground beneath Yasuke became even slicker as the blood spread, and the sound of Chobei's screams rather muffled the approach of this new opponent. The man approached, well over six feet tall, hairy, with huge hands and feet and dressed only in a short tunic and metal shin guards, he stepped from Yasuke's left and with great force swung a huge metal kanabo, both hands around the ring at the end, that let him use his huge strength and a whirling movement to send the spiked metal end around to smack Yasuke in the side of the head. Chobei, despite his missing hand somehow had got to his knees and was slowly and messily crawling towards Yasuke, mindlessly hellbent on revenge. |
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 20, 2017 11:16:02 GMT -8
The blood sprayed from the spear wielding bandit's throat as he, in an attempt to save himself, had let go of his spear desperately trying to parry the incoming strike with his hand. The result was predictable, as the accurate yet forceful thrust of Kojuro's sword merely sliced off the bandit's fingers before plunging through the throat leaving him going down with a few bloody coughs before succumbing to the shock enhanced rapid blood loss. The other bandit hesitated for a moment, when he saw how quickly his partner had been taken care of but quickly resumed his fighting stance.
"Luck! That's what I call that..! I won't miss with my chain twice!" he said as he pulled the chain towards himself given it a few swings for it to gain momentum before tossing it at Kojuro once again. He had seen the quickness of this guy's reflexes, so if he was to dodge this, he would attempt to block with the kama-part of his weapon.
Yasuke lifted his eyebrow slightly and couldn't believe that this guy had slipped in the mud making it so that he missed the tip of Yasuke's sword, that would no doubt have sliced well through his torso had it been solid ground.
"Fighting in the nature is always so unpredictable, wouldn't you say..? Big hairy guy!" he said as he turned to his new foe while Chobei was writhing around in the mud screaming. A guy that big and ugly couldn't sneak up on Yasuke so easily, and as he swung his mighty weapon at Yasuke with a ferocious power behind it Yasuke noticed that Chobei was crawling it him again as he had apparently regained some of his will to fight. Yasuke took a quick decision wanting to avoid getting withing reach of the mighty bear of a man, and dodged out of reach for the first attack, stepping over in Chobei's direction. Yasuke quickly put his foot on the back of the Chobei's head, burying his face deep into the mud as he reached for the knife in Chobei's left hand, easily snatching it away because of the struggling.
"Here's a handout from your buddy!" Yasuke said as he swung his hip and directed the force through his arm and into the throw, as the knife flew towards his opponents heart. This was a coward's knife, made for quick and consecutive stabbing, and thus thin enough to easily plunge though the ribs and pointy enough so it would go through flesh and muscle alike. If the attack would hit its mark as planned, Yasuke intended to stay on top of his friend Chobei a bit longer until the bugger had swallowed enough mud that he would be well on his way to whatever bandit kami he believed in.
But in his mind Yasuke had imagined Hanbei on his way down heading the same direction as Chobei immediately after he saw Kojuro had sliced him. Surely someone like Kojuro wouldn't let him live. But although Hanbei was severely wounded, he had regained his composure and was looking around for whatever option was open to him.
"A hostage... of course..!" he said, as he thought about the girl inside the shack. This was the straight forward solution and he could probably threaten himself to a horse and maybe escape this mess alive if his wound wasn't fatal. Either way more samurai would probably come this way soon he thought. Hanbei was just about to barge into the shack as he caught a glimpse of Yasuke sitting on top of Chobei pressing his partner's head down into the mud while looking oddly amused as a sudden realization surfaced...
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 20, 2017 13:11:59 GMT -8
The spearman's body collapsed to the ground and Kojuro withdrew his sword, immediately locking eyes with the kusarigama fighter as he took a stance. He seemed to the the last of his opponents, and looking a little less confident once his friend had been taken down. Kusarigama was a difficult weapon to come up against, unlike the spear, it wasn't simple possible to get within the effective range of the chain, as up close the sickle was a formidable close combat weapon. As the bandit whirled his chain to build up momentum, Kojuro already decided on his strategy, and with a swift movement sheathed his sword, that the bandit was no doubt trying to catch in his weighted chain, and drew his tanto, immediately throwing it with all his strength in the direction of his opponent.
The big hairy guy was clearly extremely strong but the huge weapon in his hands made him slow and ponderous. He was gearing up for his next swing at Yasuke with his kanabo, when the small blade penetrated into his chest. At first it seemed he barely noticed the knife, as his kanabo swung in its heavy arc, but rather than completing its journey towards Yasuke, it descended downwards dragging down the limp body of the bandit by his thick fingers that were still clutched on to the kanabo's iron ring. He sprawled on the ground, dead, the hilt of the knife looking impossible small sticking up from that vast expanse of his torso. By the time his eyes rolled back into his head, Chobei had also stopped moving. His body went slack beneath Yasuke's sandal. Likely he was dead.
Hanbei couldn't quite believe it. Everything around him seemed to go silent and all he could hear was the blood pounding through his veins and his own laboured breath. That man. How had he not noticed it before? That man, the one pushing his friend's head down into the mud with his foot, was none other than … the masked ronin. That double crossing scumbag, Hanbei thought venomously, outraged that the code of honour among theives had been thrown so carelessly out of the window. He treats me like dirt, now Chobei, and brings friends back to rescue the woman he brought here. Hanbei felt oddly disgusted with himself that he had followed the masked ronin's wishes and lost his chance with the woman. He sought around for a weapon, and spotted Chobei's knife sticking out of the corpse of the huge bandit.
Just then, a clawed hand jutted suddenly from the mud, grabbing Yasuke around the ankle with an iron grip, and Chobei spluttered into life once more. Coughing mud, he hadn't much to say for himself, but he dragged onto Yasuke's leg and refused to let go.
Hanbei took his chance. Clutching his wound he ran to the side of the big man, and yanked free the knife. If it was the last thing he did, he would have his revenge. He had been left alive for a reason, and that reason was to finish off the masked ronin.
Kojuro's tanto plunged into the kusarigama man's eye and he went down with an anguished gurgling cry. He looked around. That was those two finished off, but the mud-covered man he had seen scuttling away, where was he? He had his answer quickly enough, as Hanbei launched himself towards Yasuke's back with a knife clutched in his fist. Yasuke seemed not to have even noticed as he struggled with something on the ground, and Kojuro acted on instinct. Calling Yasuke's name, even though he knew there was no chance for him to react in time, Kojuro threw himself in between Hanbei's knife and Yasuke's unprotected back, drawing his sword as Hanbei descended towards him.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 20, 2017 23:26:24 GMT -8
Yasuke was satisfied seeing his knife hitting the intended target bringing the big guy down and had turned his attention to Chobei beneath him. He was still struggling a bit so Yasuke put slightly more weight into the foot on his head until he finally got limp.
"That's it, you're doing good. Just go for the light, right now you could use it!" Yasuke said with an indifferent voice but a slight smirk as he wondered if Kojuro had finished his business too. But as soon as Yasuke removed the weight from his the foot keeping Chobei's head down, his left hand clutched tightly around Yasuke's ankle as his head surfaced above the mud. "What?!? Not that light you bastard!" Yasuke exclaimed surprised, as he with both his hands pressed the guy's head into the mud again using all his strength.
It seemed that from somewhere behind him someone yelled his name, but somehow the words got muted and the translation to danger was delayed in Yasuke's head as he had other things to see to right now. But as he felt a shadow above him, he turned around immediately, still with both hands busy on keeping Chobei down.
"K-Kojuro..!" he said, entirely forgetting the suffix seeing the samurai's back turned towards him. Yasuke's gaze then immediately turned to the guy facing Kojuro. "Hanbei..!" Yasuke exclaimed, as he switched his hands with his knee still holding down Chobei but ready to draw his sword in a split second when his mind figured out what had happened.
What Yasuke couldn't see was whether or not Kojuro's sword had cut Hanbei. But the fact already stood that Hanbei's knife had already penetrated into Kojuro's abdomen.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 21, 2017 11:29:55 GMT -8
Kojuro stared at the man with a defiant smile on his face. He hadn’t had the time or space to draw his sword, but he was at least confident that he had intercepted the bandit’s attack on Yasuke, judging by the impact he felt just under the left side of his ribs from the bandit’s weapon. He didn’t need to look down and see the knife’s hilt sticking out from his body to know what had happened. “You OK?” he asked Yasuke, his voice a little strained, as he kept his eyes fixed on the opponent in front of him.
Hanbei’s angry face twisted into one of frustrated rage as he realised that instead of thrusting his knife into the Masked Ronin’s kidney the other guy had got in the way instead, his last chance at revenge thwarted. “You …” but whatever he was going to say was cut off as the heel of Kojuro’s right hand connected hard with the underside of his jaw, forcing him back half a step, his hand releasing its grip on the knife as he reeled. It gave Kojuro the clearance he needed to draw his sword, and using a spur of the moment bastardised technique of iaijutsu, sliced his blade into Hanbei’s body in an upward curve. Hanbei choked on blood as he fell backwards, taking only a few moments to breathe his last.
Kojuro staggered forward a step, caught himself and regained his balance, only then to fall to one knee, breathing heavily as he supported himself with the point of his tachi planted in the ground, his right hand still gripped around its hilt. His left hand went up to the knife handle protruding from his abdomen, the length of the blade buried deep inside. He looked at it for a moment, wrapped his hand around it and tried to pull it out.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 21, 2017 11:57:20 GMT -8
For a moment that felt like ages Yasuke sat as frozen. Although it seemed like an event that was as unlikely as sunshine in the middle of the night, this noble bastard he had cursed many time had shamelessly thrown himself in front of Yasuke and saved him from an attack from behind. Yasuke watched as Kojuro mustered strength to strike back at Hanbei before drawing sword to finally end it it. Yasuke was still paralyzed, as if his mind didn't know what to do with the information it received right now. What had happened to him? Yasuke observed as Kojuro fell to his knee and gripped his stomach. Had he been stabbed?
Suddenly he felt released from his trance and with a quick and decisive kick he felt Chobei's neck snap as he hurried over to Kojuro and crouched down seeing the dagger still stuck in his abdomen. The thought of Hanbei being able to place that where ever he wanted in Yasuke's back scared him. What kind of guy did this for someone he hardly knew?
"Leave it for now..!" Yasuke said and put his hand Kojuro's. "If you just pull it out the blood loss will get you in no time!" Yasuke said before looking at him with an inquisitive glance. "Why though..? Why would you do such a stupid thing?!?" Yasuke said and chuckled nervously as if he wished to hear that Kojuro had done it by accident.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 21, 2017 12:24:23 GMT -8
Kojuro looked up at Yasuke as he put his hand on top of his own. For now, he paused what he was about to do in the face of Yasuke’s advice. His next question had Kojuro momentarily silenced. What did he mean? “Because we’re comrades,” he replied, with the air of having to explain something entirely obvious. “Besides, I’m known for doing stupid things…” he gave a shaky smile. “Talking of which, I’m pulling this thing out anyway. How much worse could it get?” he laughed quietly, before a twinge of pain wiped the smile from his face. He looked intently at the door to the shack. “I can’t have Nakatani see this, it will frighten her. Help me get it out, and quick. I don’t want to leave her in there any longer…”
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 21, 2017 12:51:06 GMT -8
Yasuke looked around as if making sure the the area was clear of any lurking enemies. But what did he just say? Comrades? Yasuke sure as hell wasn't anyone's comrade and he would have sworn that would never happen until now. Now at least he appeared to be someone's comrade, and judging by action Kojuro meant it. He shook his head. This was foolish, at least thinking about that right now didn't have any meaning to Yasuke.
"Bloody wait then..!" Yasuke said annoyed, knowing this guy wasn't going to be swayed in his decision. Yasuke had had a few wounds like that, but learned to borrow remedies from his enemies. He hurried over to Hanbei and unraveled the guy's belt. Being made of cloth it was very capable of being a sort of bandage. "And what do we have here..!" Yasuke said and smirked as he found a more than half full hip flask inside Hanbei's kimono top. Yasuke went back to Kojuro and gave him the hip flask. "Take nice large sip, this is going to hurt a bit!" Yasuke said and narrowed his eyes. Whether Kojuro obliged or not, he would use the last of the alchohol to soak and bundle up a piece of cloth. "Let me do it..." Yasuke said and looked Kojuro in the eyes. Being sure that he had his consent, he pulled out dagger in a swift motion and applied the alchohol soaked cloth bud, quickly tightening the rest of the belt around hos torso so it would keep it firmly in place for now.
"Look, this should stop the blood loss for now, just don't over exert yourself. I'm not a medic, neither can I make miracles!" Yasuke said and paused. "But yeah... I suppose... Thanks..." Yasuke said bluntly and quickly swung Kojuro's arm over his shoulder supporting him while he walked towards the shack. But even in this state, he was still thinking of that girl? Was he some kind of saint? It was odd to hear him talk about Nakatani like that. It was almost as if he had figured he couldn't keep their relationship a secret to Yasuke. This only served to confirm Nakatani's words. Yasuke then opened the door to the shack as they stepped inside, finding Nakatani inside.
"Hey, don't be afraid now. It's all over!" Yasuke said firmly and looked at Naka, trying to strain a smile, praying to whatever responsible kami that she wouldn't go figuring out who Yasuke really was like the dead Hanbei fellow.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 21, 2017 13:27:17 GMT -8
Waiting for Yasuke to wander about doing all manner of random tasks was extremely frustrating, as he imagined Nakatani listening to the sounds of violence outside, wondering why it had all gone quiet, maybe assuming that they were dead, and he was a second from just pulling out the knife himself, no matter that he would have to let go of his prop to do it and use both hands. But Yasuke arrived in the nick of time with whatever he had collected from the battlefield. Kojuro refused the flask of sake with a shake of his head. “It’s fine,” he replied. He wasn’t afraid of feeling pain, and samurai pride wouldn’t allow him to accept.
Nodding as he returned Yasuke’s gaze steadily, he let his comrade swiftly pull the blade from his flesh. He braced himself as much as possible, his jaw clenched, but still, when the knife blade came free he let out a groan of pain, and felt his vision go white as he came close to passing out. He barely registered what Yasuke was doing as he bandaged the wound, except for the pain only growing more intense as he pressed the cloth onto the wound and tightened the bandage.
Though his skin had paled considerably and sweat ran down his forehead, Kojuro felt more of his consciousness returning to him as a few seconds passed by. “Mm,” he agreed to Yasuke’s instructions, “thanks.” Once again Yasuke was treated to a wan smile that looked less convincing than ever. He let Yasuke get him to his feet, but as they approached the door, he removed himself from the supporting shoulder, wanting to enter of his own accord. “Nakatani!” he moved over to her as fast as his injury would allow, and instantly gathered her into his arms. “You’re safe now. Did they – are you hurt?” he asked with a deep and genuine concern, searching her eyes for answers.
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Nakatani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 389 
Age: 20
Physical Description: Nakatani used to be a Meiko (apprentice geisha) in Katashima. Currently she is in service of Lord Genji. She has a cute and small rounded face and long black hair, usually knotted in the old Geisha styles.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nakatani is almost always found wearing beautiful and elegant kimono's made of high quality silks and other fabrics.
When in the comfort of her own home, she will wear her hair down or in a ponytail with a natural look and a simple linnen kimono to keep herself comfortable, but she will rarely show herself that way in public.
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Registered: Jul 3, 2015 8:37:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nakatani on Oct 23, 2017 8:41:19 GMT -8
Naka had dragged herself to one of the corners of the building, the blindfold still around her eyes. Somehow she didn't dare to take it off even after many minutes had passed. She was to scared. Every breath she took was starting to hurt as her chest was starting to feel more sore from the bruising she had sustained during the ride to the shack. She felt miserable and every single minute seemed to last a life time.
Her ears were picking up any sounds from outside. Anytime one of the bandits put their backs against the wood of the shed she would jump, thinking someone was inside the shack with her, but there never was. Suddenly fighting was heard. She could hear shouting and screams, but all of them were to muffled to make out what they were. She wanted to shout for help, but her voice got stuck in her throat. Who was out there fighting anyway? Were they there to help her? Did the bandits start to fight among themselves? She didn't know.
And she wouldn't know until the door of the shack swung open. When Yasuke was the first to speak she instantly panicked. Though he was distorted his voice before, it was still familiar to her in that first instant, especially since her captor was one of the people that she expected to open the door. "No! Stay away from me!" she suddenly shouted and pushed herself into the corner even more then she had before. Only when the voice of Kojuro followed after she frooze and her fear turning into confusion. "K-kojuro-san..?" she whispered softly, the tears already welling up in her eyes. Before she knew it he had gathered her inside of his arms, his warmth against her and his cheek against her face. She didn't even feel the need to remove the blindfold, she knew it was him. It smelled like him and it felt like him. She started to sob uncontrollably, all the tension and fear she had felt in the last hours pouring out of her. She couldn't even find her voice to speak, she just sobbed into him, her arms as tight around him as she could possibly get them.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Oct 24, 2017 11:48:35 GMT -8
Kojuro eased the blindfold from Nakatani’s eyes and over her head, it was already damp with her tears. He let her cry, stroking hair to comfort her, infinitley relieved that she was here, alive, and – so it seemed for now at least – all in one piece. He couldn't imagine what she had been through but her heavy sobs spoke volumes. Without looking up, he addressed Yasuke. “Could you go bring up the horses?” His voice was heavy with repressed emotion, drawn tight with pain.“Be careful out there,” he added. Though now was not the time to mention it, they still hadn't found the mysterious masked ronin, or at least Yasuke hadn't pointed him out. “You're safe now,” he reassured Nakatani, feeling her tears wet on his skin and the front of his kimono. He continued to hold on to her, though when her embrace tightened around him, his body tensed involuntarily and he drew in a sharp breath as his wound let him know in no uncertain terms that this was not a comfortable position. Still, he didn't really want to let her go, not now he had just found her again.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Oct 29, 2017 9:11:23 GMT -8
Yasuke froze when seeing her reaction to his voice. Did she figure it out? No, she was probably just afraid right now and any first voise would have scared her. But when Kojuro asked Yasuke to get the horses, he didn't hesitate taking him up on it.
"Yes of course Hizashi-dono!" Yasuke said and hurried out of the door. Hopefully Kojuro could calm her down so she wouldn't suspect Yasuke and his behavior too much.
As he stepped outside, he stopped a bit and looked at the dead thugs lying about on the muddy ground. With a smirk he almost tip toed over to Hanbei and Chobei seaching their clothes for the gold he had paid them. He gave the door to the shack a sidelong glance, but Kojuro didn't show up and he managed to get a small sack of gold from both of them. As he made his rounds he found one of the bandits dead with a tanto stuck in his eye and he kicked him lightly.
"Hmm yeah, that one's dead too." Yasuke said, before grabbing a few coins off his body too. "Kojuro would probably forget this too, if I don't take it." he said and yanked the tanto out of the poor fellow's skull. Why he cared about that, he didn't really now. But it kind of bothered him that he did.
The horses were still there and after looting the peeing bandit of his gold, he secured Kojuro's tanto to the horse's saddle.
"You'll get to clean the eye-stuff off yourself though..." Yasuke said to himself as he took the leashes and started maneuvering the horses up the muddy hill. It was a slow process, and there was a reason he let his own horse stay at the foot of it initially. "But sure, let's treat her to the princess way of transport on the way back..." Yasuke sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
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Nakatani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 389
Age: 20
Physical Description: Nakatani used to be a Meiko (apprentice geisha) in Katashima. Currently she is in service of Lord Genji. She has a cute and small rounded face and long black hair, usually knotted in the old Geisha styles.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nakatani is almost always found wearing beautiful and elegant kimono's made of high quality silks and other fabrics.
When in the comfort of her own home, she will wear her hair down or in a ponytail with a natural look and a simple linnen kimono to keep herself comfortable, but she will rarely show herself that way in public.
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Registered: Jul 3, 2015 8:37:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nakatani on Nov 1, 2017 0:19:28 GMT -8
It took a while before the sobbing would subside and exhaustion would take over Nakatani's mind. She felt foggy and woozy, the stress of the day finally taking its toll on her. But she knew that she was safe now, she knew that Kojuro would do anything to make sure she would be. She no longer paid a mind to Yasuke in the back of the room and just leaned into Kojuro with her eyes closed, the tears slowing down and the sobbing stopped.
After several minutes she felt able to move her body again, the soreness in her bruised chest now becoming more apparent, and the place where her wrist has been bound starting to turn slightly blue as well from how tight they had been. "I just want to go to the mansion." she said softly, just wanting to get away from this horrible shack.
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 3, 2017 5:34:41 GMT -8
Kojuro just sat with her, letting her cry as he held her. She hadn't answered his questions, maybe she couldn't bring herself to. He didn't push her on it, but once she finally began to move and release her tight hold on him, he was able to notice, even in the dim light of the windowless shack, the bruises that had started to appear on her wrists. Taking her hand in his he looked down at the marks sadly. “Yes, let's go home,” he replied. Now that the heightened state of battle was wearing off, he was beginning to feel the pain of his wound more acutely, and he had no reason to want to linger here either. The sooner they could get back the better.
“Nakatani,” he said, looking her in the eyes, “When we get outside, don't look down. Just walk straight ahead towards the horses.” He was hoping to spare her more trauma, as undoubtedly all the spilled blood and mutilated bodies wouldn't make a particularly welcome sight after the ordeal she had gone through. Even though some would have been pleased to see the results of revenge taken on their behalf, he sincerely doubted that applied to Nakatani, always a kind and gentle person. Kojuro got to his feet, a little unsteady, keeping hold of Nakatani's hand.
He took a couple of steps towards the door before a wave of nausea and dizziness hit him, and he caught himself doorframe with his fee arm, letting it take his weight. He leant his forehead against his arm, feeling as though he were about to pass out or throw up or both. He took a few breaths, and tried to recover himself. Just as Yasuke had predicted, the loss of blood was taking its toll, he recognised its effects. His hand slipped from Nakatani's and he put it to the wound in his stomach. No doubt Yasuke's bandaging had somewhat helped but he still felt sticky blood on his fingers and knew that would be the least of it as most of the bleeding would be inside. “ Just … give me a moment,” he said, not yet daring to move in case he fell.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Nov 3, 2017 13:02:47 GMT -8
With a lot of difficulty Yasuke had lead both horses up the small hill and had led them over close to the entrance to the shack when he saw Kojuro struggling to continue to walk. Yasuke gave the horses a quick and stern gaze. "You guys..! Stay here!" he said as he took a few long steps to reach the entrance. Yasuke firmly grabbed the arm Kojuro used to lean himself against the door frame and put it around his shoulders to support him, while his other arm had a firm grab around the collar to further keep him up. No polite questions asked this time. It was in fact a throwing grab from a school of martial art, but it seemed handy in this situation too though it made it so he almost carried Kojuro on his back instead of supporting him and his toes would only just reach the ground.
"Come on, the horse will be able to take you the rest of the way, just don't strain yourself." he said as he walked Kojuro to the horse. "Okay, no showing off your manliness right now! Can you make it home without losing conscioisness?" Yasuke asked as he looked skeptically at Kojuro's wound. "You should have let that knife stay there if you ask me..." he said and frowned currently not minding Naka's presence.
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Nakatani
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 389
Age: 20
Physical Description: Nakatani used to be a Meiko (apprentice geisha) in Katashima. Currently she is in service of Lord Genji. She has a cute and small rounded face and long black hair, usually knotted in the old Geisha styles.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nakatani is almost always found wearing beautiful and elegant kimono's made of high quality silks and other fabrics.
When in the comfort of her own home, she will wear her hair down or in a ponytail with a natural look and a simple linnen kimono to keep herself comfortable, but she will rarely show herself that way in public.
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Registered: Jul 3, 2015 8:37:33 GMT -8
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Post by Nakatani on Nov 5, 2017 11:45:54 GMT -8
Nakatani would get up at the same time as Kojuro and walk with him towards the door, only when he suddenly seemed to lose his footing and caught himself against the doorframe she was able to snap out of her self-pity.
She remembered... There had been bandits outside of the shack and before Kojuro had come into the shack, she had heard fighting. She suddenly got white on her face and light-headed herself before she got in front of him and took a good look at him. She could see the blood that was under his hand and the long stain that was making its way down his legs. She gasped and moved her hands in front of her mouth. She had been so worried about herself, that she had not cared about seeing if Kojuro had been okay. He was way worse of then she was, and only because she had been stupid enough to visit the shrine on her own.
"You are hurt... I am so sorry, Kojuro-san, please... I am so sorry." she sobbed softly when Yasuke came towards them. She still felt a sensation of fear when he got closer to her, but she knew they had to get help for Kojuro as soon as they could. She would walk close to them, letting Yasuke hold him up as they walked towards the horses. "I can stay on a horse with him, make sure he doesn't fall from the saddle."
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Kojuro Hizashi
Dedicated
Lord of Kiyonai
Roleplay posts: 354
Age: 23
Physical Description: Kojuro stands at a little above average height, and a slender, athletic build. His dark brown hair falls to just beneath chin level, and he usually wears it tied back. His eyes are a bright brown colour, so light as to be close to orange. He is usually well but simply dressed, and carries himself with a relaxed air, taking most things in his stride. He has several recently acquired scars, including a sword cut to his left arm which has left him only partial use of that hand, and a another from a sword cut along his jawline on the right side.
Clothes and Equipment: He is normally dressed in conventional attire for his culture and social class. As a lord, his clothing is high quality, though not ostentatious. For everyday wear a simple kosode and hakama, silk courtly robes for official duties, and armour on the battlefield. He prefers greens and blues, though often may be wearing the maroon and gold of the Hizashi clan.
In battle he can be noticed from a distance by the dragonfly crest on his helmet. He also wears a surcoat in Hizashi maroon and gold and a set of lacquered armour bearing the Hizashi clan cherry blossom crest. In battle he is armed with a tachi (long sword) and a tanto (dagger), and also carries a fan to signal orders. He will also be found carrying his swords everywhere, as is usual for samurai.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Player's online availability : For play: Some evenings, GMT. I am not around every day for RP, because life. For chatting/PMs: Most days/eves GMT.
Registered: May 10, 2017 13:44:12 GMT -8
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Post by Kojuro Hizashi on Nov 6, 2017 13:13:54 GMT -8
Kojuro realised that he had failed in his attempt to not worry Nakatani. Her crying was the last thing he wanted to hear at that moment, but as much as he wanted to smile at her and tell her he was fine and everything was alright, he knew it was too late for that. But he couldn't accept her thinking that she was to blame. “Please, Naka-chan. It's my fault. I was careless,” he replied, hoping it would relieve her guilt. In the next moment, Yasuke, with no regard for either of their feelings, picked Kojuro up and slung him over his shoulder carrying him towards the horses.
If Kojuro objected to being picked up like a sack of rice and marched about he didn't have the strength to protest it, and soon enough found himself by the horses, with Yasuke frowning at his wound. Could he make it home without losing consciousness? He wasn't sure of the answer and didn't understand how he would be able to give an accurate prediction. “I'll try,” he said at length. It was the best he could do right now. “Mm, probably,” he conceded to Yasuke's observation. It might have been better but then … he might not have been able to calm Nakatani down as he had done, with a knife hilt sticking jauntily out of him. While they debated how best to get home, Kojuro took a moment to rest, knowing the ride ahead would be strenuous even though the horse would be doing most of the work.
Gin recognised Nakatani and gently nosed at her shoulder, huffing a hot breath onto her. If Nakatani was to ride her, no doubt the horse would be amenable to it, as she seemed to appreciate Nakatani's company.
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Yasuke Shisou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 213
Age: 27
Physical Description: Sou Yasuke is about average in height and carries himself with a straight back and has his black hair tied up into a pony tail for practical purposes. Otherwise not bulky built you notice that he is indeed very muscular though his muscles are more of the shape of tree trunks and body wears the scars of both battle and hard work.
His eyes are brown and focused.
Clothes and Equipment: Sou Yasuke wears a traditional samurai rope and a hakama that fits a lower ranking officer of House Hizashi. He uses a standard katana and a wakizashi which he holds no special affection for.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Player's online availability : Sometimes at day but mostly evenings GMT +1
Registered: Sept 2, 2017 11:28:00 GMT -8
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Post by Yasuke Shisou on Nov 7, 2017 2:20:57 GMT -8
To Yasuke it seemed like Nakatani had shaken off some of her fear when seeing Kojuro like this and he thought she might be useful in assisting.
"If you want to really help, you have to sit behind Hizashi-dono and keep pressure on the wound so he doesn't lose anymore blood. I've rolled a piece of cloth together and strapped it to his wound, you just have to keep it tightly pressed. Can you do that?" Yasuke asked intently. "Or else I'll have to do it..." Yasuke said and smirked at Kojuro before getting serious again. "You won't make it all the way home if you lose much more blood than this. She needs to help out." Yasuke argued, figuring by Kojuro's expression and words to Nakatani that he was trying to spare her as much as possible.
If Kojuro and Naka agreed, he would offer his help to get both Kojuro and Nakatani on the horse with Kojuro going first.
"I won't let you die before even getting onto the horse though. Forgive me, Hizashi-dono!" he said as he promptly turned Kojuro towards the horse before grabbing him beneath the arm pits as you would do when lifting an infant. "Up you go...!!" he said as he put all his strength into lifting Kojuro up so he wouldn't have to risk straining himself too much when mounting the horse.
"You too, madam." Yasuke said as he turned to Nakatani. If she agreed he would quickly lift her her onto the horse in a swift movement the same way he did with Kojuro trying to avoid too much physical contact as that might arise suspicion to him. But not offering to help her would be even more suspicious. "Now the pain will keep him focused too, so don't ease off on the pressure..!" Yasuke said as he mounted his own horse, ready to ride back to the mansion.
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