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 Jul 27, 2019 13:10:13 GMT -8
He stood on the small bridge looking out over the garden, reminded of another party that was not so long ago but in many ways a lifetime seemed to have passed since then. At the Hizashi Mansion in Kiyonai Genji had laid on a number of entertainments, including a play with satirical undertones denouncing the shogunate and many new ronin who had signed up to serve Genji were welcomed into the clan. Kojuro had sat with Anzen and uncle Genji and they had talked and drunk together. It was the same day he had gone into town with Nakatani, and she had asked him about love and honour. He missed them all. He must have been lost in his thoughts for a while, as Shogo had managed to approach without him noticing at all.
“Lord Kojuro, won’t you join me for a drink?” he bowed smartly. Shogo Urabe had noticed Kojuro walk by, then stop. Obviously he wasn’t brimming with enthusiasm to rejoin the party and Shogo didn’t blame him.
Kojuro’s eyes refocused slowly on the present and he turned to the old general. “Yes, of course,” he replied with mechanical politeness. Shogo, letting him go ahead, marched Lord Hizashi to the quiet corner in which he and his two lieutenants had been drinking sake and avoiding the general social hubbub behind some azalea bushes. They were all sat cross-legged on the ground with a few bottles between them. Despite the booze none of the solemn warriors seemed to be taken in by the party atmosphere. Shogo poured a cup for Kojuro. Nobody seemed to be expecting him to make conversation, which was a relief. He had been advised “not to talk too much, or make too many facial expressions,” by the doctor that sewed up the sword cut along his jaw, and was now feeling the effects of not following the instructions closely enough.
“Lets drink to Lord Hizashi Genji,” Shogo announced. “There are some here who will never know the greatness of the man. He is just a name. But I – I followed him to Katashima and back, Lord Kojuro – such was his pull to the soul of a bushi. A keen mind for strategy; the heart and the sword of a warrior. An example we were all proud to follow. An honourable man,” although he appeared not to have finished making his speech, he knocked back his cup of sake and poured another. “Lord Genji’s wisdom was great. He kept his own counsel a lot of the time, shrewd. But we didn’t need to know his plans to know that they were good. For the clan, and the Empire. Both Empires.” His gaze that had been turned towards the stars and visions of his late master now fixed itself with great intensity upon Kojuro. “Lord Kojuro, I intend to protect his legacy.” His words seemed heavy with loaded meaning.
“Thank you, Shogo-dono,” Kojuro said, giving a small smile, “Of course you will.” He had been meaning to say more but a servant had quietly approached from the house and was waiting to be acknowledged.
Kojuro, eager for news of Yasuke, received the servant, prompting Shogo to get swayingly to his feet and excuse himself. The servant stepped forward with a deep bow. “Shisou-dono has a message for you, Lord Hizashi. He says that it’s urgent sake-business, my lord.”
“Is Yasuke – Shisou-dono – is he well?” asked Kojuro. “I … assume so, my lord,” the servant replied. Kojuro naturally was filled with the urge to return indoors to see how the healing had gone and make good on his promise to find some special sake. Bidding his farewells to Shogo’s lieutenants, he headed back to the mansion accompanied by the servant who brought him the message.
At the door of the room, he stopped the servant. “Please go to fetch the best sake that Homura-dono has squirrelled away for special guests. I promise you I will make reparations later.” He gave the servant a charming conspiratorial grin, and after some hesitation, the servant bowed and went off. Kojuro was only speculating that there was some extra special sake hidden away, but it seemed likely. Having secured the imminent delivery of the booze, he opened the door of the guest room himself – it wasn’t as though they weren’t expecting him. “Yasuke! Are you feeling better?” he asked. “Tsukimi-san, he wasn’t a difficult patient I hope?”
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Tsukimi Saito
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 20
Physical Description: Due partial albinism, Tsukimi's most striking feature is her long white hair. It is usually loosely tied back using white ribbon in a bow. She is usually seen wearing the traditional red Hakama skirt and white Kosode, though occasionally opts for a fully white Kimono. Her skin is a light tan and her eyes are dark brown. She stands at 5'4.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Red hakama, white kosode, tabi socks and zori sandals.
Weapons: Capaltawood Bow, quiver, Arrows
Equipment: talismans, bells, rations of rice, salt, incense.
Player's online availability : Fluctuates
Registered: Jul 12, 2019 5:55:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tsukimi Saito on Jul 27, 2019 14:07:12 GMT -8
Tsukimi smiled as Yasuke agreed to tag along with her "escapades". They were innocent escapades made in the name of exploration and self-discovery, but it was a good change of pace to share it with someone else. The purity of the happiness that radiated off the rugged man was charming. While some high borne ladies would turn up their noses at the gruff features, the maiden saw in it life. The true meaning of living. Someone who had fought for their place. Someone who was not born into duty, but who had chosen it.
"Trouble is of no concern to me. I am honored to acquire your presence. Tomorrow I shall be tending to the wounded for most of the day, but... I shall send word as soon as I am free." the rebellious part of her liked the control of being able to choose the men she fraternized with, whether they were friendly or romantic. The other part of her was just pleased that the guard did not know who she was.
"Of course. I am more than willing to wait." She nodded and chuckled as he realized he was truly healed. She wouldn't tell him why that is.
"It is an old technique used by shrine maidens and priestesses. The wound had not closed because you were very tense with pain. I merely helped you heal yourself." She then placed a finger over her lips. "Don't tell anyone though. It's a secret."
She had folded her hands into her lap just as Kojuro had made himself known once again. She bowed at his presence, in the name of propriety.
"He was a model patient, Hizashi-Dono. He should feel like himself again by morning. He invited me to join him for some sake. Would this be alright?"
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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 Jul 29, 2019 10:41:47 GMT -8
"Trouble is of no concern for you..?" Yasuke raised an eyebrow. He had heard people who weren't afraid of trouble who even sought out trouble - but it was of no concern to her? "Well, it would be a concern for me if you ended up in it, so I'll do my best making sure you won't, is that alright? Also I'll be around, so whenever you're ready, just let me now!" Yasuke smiled and still wondered if she was just boasting about not being concerned by trouble. Maybe he'd find out though!
Yasuke scratched his head and nodded, giving her a wry smile halfway pretending that he already knew this was the case.
"Well yes... it's obvious isn't it? I was a little tense and my muscles wouldn't relax, and you helped me do it. I'll keep your secret, but you gotta admit I'm good at self healing! You should teach Kojuro some, he heals sooo slowly, but being around his dad... I understand why...!" Yasuke whispered the last part, and luckily so as Kojuro stepped inside only moments later.
"Yes, yes! She healed it right up, look!" Yasuke said and showed Kojuro the healed wound, before realizing that keeping Tsukimi's secret also meant that he had to face the humiliation of pretending to acknowledge the existence of magic. His face got a little pale as his mind raced. "Well something happened and now it's great - probably wouldn't have happened without her, so while I doubt it's magic, she is very skillful at what she does! I closed my eyes most of the time, so I didn't see much anyway!" he settled with and looked at Kojuro with a frown. "Weren't you going to bring sake..?" his crossed arms almost daring him to say 'no'.
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Sakuma Naora
Established
Roleplay posts: 11 
Age: 22
Physical Description: A young woman with a steely determination set in her gaze she and a body forged by her peers to become a weapon and by nature and luck to be one of elegance and beauty. Her face is marked by sharp features and her build is slightly on the lithe side camouflaging her ahtleticism and relative strength.
On the left side of her head she carries a special tattoo that marks the Dragon Head Ninjas and reveals itself only when exposed to fire or intense heat.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing what will fit in with the role she plays or will hide her best beneath the shadows.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: May 21, 2019 6:04:56 GMT -8
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Post by Sakuma Naora on Jul 29, 2019 11:11:18 GMT -8
Sakuma's eyes narrowed as Kiri referenced the fact that she hadn't invited her to the party - this was going downhill fast but she had to play it cool for now.
"You've been so welcoming of me Lady Hizashi - and also of virtually every other guest here as I've seen. It's no wonder you can't remember everyone here, it's nothing to be ashamed of." Sakuma clinging to the one hope she had, that Kiri would actually not remember it and hopefully not simply bring out a list from her kimono and prove it right then and there.
"I would have to decline, it is just unbecoming of me to talk business here..." she tried at all costs to avoid Kiri's request to tell Lord Akagi about her suitors.
"War plans? No no, that's absurd!" she said mimicking her best teenage laughter. "I was just impressed with how little bloodshed that had been - this is the rumor everywhere." Sakumi twisted the meaning of her earlier words to wriggle herself out of the dangerous choke hold Kiri tried to impose on her. "But you're probably right, Lady Hizashi! Look you know so much more about this than me!" she said and gave the most innocent smile she could do - like that of a lion having just swallowed the last piece of the prey.
"Oh but Lord Akagi, I am not looking for Quying suitors, they are looking for me! Our house have an old tradition of secrecy between suitor and suitee until it is progressing a little further - and frankly we're just in the beginning of the process. It might never amount to anything!" she explained and shrugged - one shoulder a bit more freely than the other.
"I am here because my father had business plans just in the moment before departure - I must admit that this is all very overwhelming to represent our clan for the first time. You really have to excuse me if my manners on this is not on par with the expected. I'm so young, maybe I should have declined to come..." she said staring at Akagi and Kiri with her large doe eyes.
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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 Aug 5, 2019 12:11:34 GMT -8
He was glad to hear the healing had gone well, and went to take a seat in the room. “Of course you may join us,” he said to Tsukimi. He gave a suspicious look to Yasuke as he explained that the healing probably wasn't magic. “Yes, I suppose not,” he said with a straight face although the sparkle in his eyes betrayed the fact that he found Yasuke's disbelief in magic hilarious. The wound had healed very well, and Kojuro was impressed, not to mention pleased that Yasuke was looking well and had submitted to the healing. “That is good work, Tsukimi-san. Thank you. Does it hurt at all?” he asked Yasuke. Tsukimi's skill looked to be the rival of Anzen's. “Does your healing ability always work this quickly?”
“The sake is on its way,” Kojuro consoled him. “I didn't forget you.” Asking the servants to bring them Homura's special sake was something of a gamble, since they would undoubtedly not do so if they thought their master would object, but Kojuro felt that, due to his new position as Lord Hizashi, sneaking around someone else's house to find top quality sake and stealing it was probably not befitting his station.
In a short time, a servant returned with the awaited booze, along with a tray of small snacks. Should anyone have a particularly refined palate for liquor, they would find when tasting it that while it was high quality, it probably wasn't legendary quality.
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Aug 5, 2019 12:25:15 GMT -8
“Yes, it is passing strange,” Kiri agreed, although there was little she could do to refute the woman's words if they were keeping arrangements secret. She would have to look into it herself at a later point, unless Akagi had anything to add on this front.
However, Jun had given her one little opening. “Ah, you're correct, Jun-san. Of course I cannot remember the names of each individual guest I invited, which is why I have a scribe write a full list of names and their food and drink preferences, as well as a seating plan for dinner to make sure no one is sat next to someone they do not get along with. A good hostess keeps abreast of all her guests' needs. Perhaps I shall consult it to make sure I have all your details correct...”
“Business plans? I wasn't aware that the Sarisu noble houses engaged in 'business'? That is rather more in the line of the Quy. How fascinating.”
“Your manners are perfect, my dear,” she said to Jun. “Now you are here I will make sure you are taken care of at every minute, so please don't worry about not fitting in.” She patted Jun's arm lightly.
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Tsukimi Saito
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 20
Physical Description: Due partial albinism, Tsukimi's most striking feature is her long white hair. It is usually loosely tied back using white ribbon in a bow. She is usually seen wearing the traditional red Hakama skirt and white Kosode, though occasionally opts for a fully white Kimono. Her skin is a light tan and her eyes are dark brown. She stands at 5'4.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Red hakama, white kosode, tabi socks and zori sandals.
Weapons: Capaltawood Bow, quiver, Arrows
Equipment: talismans, bells, rations of rice, salt, incense.
Player's online availability : Fluctuates
Registered: Jul 12, 2019 5:55:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tsukimi Saito on Aug 5, 2019 12:52:08 GMT -8
Tsukimi smiled politely at Kojuro. He really had grown up from the scrappy lad he used to be. Now he was a lord himself. At the mention of the stresses with his father, she felt a bit of sympathy. As the two men discussed the healing session that had just ocurred, she was more preoccupied with drinking her tea and being a silent presence at their reunion. Although, she did glance at Kojuro as he inquired about her skills.
"Generally, yes. It often varies on the receptiveness of the patient itself, but that was not an issue in this case. I still recommend he takes a few days of rest to be at the utmost perfect state. Some relaxation and meditation would do his soul some good. I'd say the same goes for you. If you'd like, I can have a look at that wound of yours when you are not indisposed." And thankfully so. Wounded people were no different than wounded animals sometimes. Given they were dealing with high society however, it goes without saying that the utmost respectful behavior was expected.
Once the sake arrived, the priestess set down her empty cup to tea in preparation for the sake. As it, and the snacks, were set down, she took the bottle. "Allow me. To thank Kojuro-san for vouching my welcome, and to allow a valiant guard some rest." With trained grace, the bottle was tipped over the provided cups and the alcohol was poured. The servants had done their diligence to warm up the wine before having it served, as any good Sake should be. Once the cups were poured they were served to the men, before she took her own cup.
"If you don't mind, I would love to hear any news you may have for Anzen. Its been so long, I hope she still remembers me."
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Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 181
Age: 29
Physical Description: Black hair matches a pair of green eyes and well-tanned skin. His hands bear numerous scars from rope burns and large splinters, as do his legs. He is well-muscled, looking more like a dock-worker than a daimyo, but he emphasizes the ability to do personally what he commands others to do. It is not uncommon that he smells of the sea, in fact he tends to bathe in it, using the power of the sea to cleanse his body.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears traditional samurai armor, which has been carefully constructed and enchanted to prevent damage by corrosion or rust in the salty environment he is often found in. His katana has received the same treatment, the handle wrapped in the skin of a monstrous shark, the blade forged from the toughest steel.
Registered: Jun 27, 2016 9:39:02 GMT -8
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Post by Daimyo Akagi Zuikaku on Aug 6, 2019 13:36:41 GMT -8
"Regardless of secrets, any noble family that swears allegiance to me should at least be informing me of discussions. Such information is not publicly announced by my Palace, but rather the nobles involved. I merely wish to be informed." He said, wondering even more now what was going on here and just what exactly Kiri had wrapped him into.
"Business plans from Sarisu would almost have to involve my fleet. Sarisu does not possess the tonnage for anything major, certainly not a deal so important as to attempt to broker it at a time like this?" Potential majors amongst his nobles may have slipped his mind, but the disposition of his fleet never did. He was not aware of any new dealings with the Sarisu, such a deal would have to go through him for approval, and he had not signed one since before the secession.
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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 Aug 6, 2019 22:17:42 GMT -8
Yasuke shrugged and looked down to his chest.
"Naaah, I think it's almost good - I mean there's a few other bruises that are there too and they hurt about the same." he explained looking at Kojuro with a deadpan gaze. Kojuro had also not forgotten about their sake agreement and Yasuke was quite happy, a smirk quickly returning to his face afterwards.
"Meditation...?" Yasuke mused to himself and gave a curious wry smile. "Meditation is something monks do in their mountains and shrines isn't that true? Don't tell me I have to spend days under some secluded waterfall..." he argued, but was most of all curious to this thing. How would that help him heal at all?
"Guard..?" Yasuke said and frowned and noticed also that she would name Kojuro '-san' and not the correct 'dono' or 'sama'. Even if they knew each other, it was not what these samurai types would like to hear. 'Valiant' however wasn't too bad and he smiled. "I actually have a title ya know?" he gave her a wry smile along with the hint, though he wasn't too serious about it figuring she might be teasing him for some reason.
The pouring of the sake also proved an effective way to divert the subject.
"Thanks Tsukimi-san!" he said and grinned taking the first sip of the liquor. "Hmm..!" he twirled the glass as he had at some point seen a foreigner do. "This is not bad! The new regent has good taste." he commented and looked at Kojuro. "But is this really like... awesome sake?" he asked remembering that he had often tasted similar quality in the Hizashi Mansion.
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Sakuma Naora
Established
Roleplay posts: 11
Age: 22
Physical Description: A young woman with a steely determination set in her gaze she and a body forged by her peers to become a weapon and by nature and luck to be one of elegance and beauty. Her face is marked by sharp features and her build is slightly on the lithe side camouflaging her ahtleticism and relative strength.
On the left side of her head she carries a special tattoo that marks the Dragon Head Ninjas and reveals itself only when exposed to fire or intense heat.
Clothes and Equipment: Wearing what will fit in with the role she plays or will hide her best beneath the shadows.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: May 21, 2019 6:04:56 GMT -8
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Post by Sakuma Naora on Aug 11, 2019 12:24:18 GMT -8
"Oh lady Hizashi, you are such a perfectionist! But rest assured that I have my every needs tended to right now - disappointment would be all but impossible!" she argued so that, hopefully, Kiri wouldn't go get the guest book that would blatantly lay any hope of avoiding a terrible failure to rest.
"Well... well..! The case is that 'business' is merely my father's wording for the many leadership duties he has in his position - this time I believe it was very much necessary to see to a most urgent squabble among some lesser clans in his area. I, however, bring you both his utmost apologies and word that he wishes you the best!" Sakumi said and bowed her head to both Akagi and Kiri.
"Lord Akagi, I promise that I will mention this to my suitors. Of course we must follow the customs of Quying, but I had no idea this was the case." she tried to sound apologetic, hoping to close this case rather sooner than later.
"Lady Hizashi, perhaps you would have me excused for a moment. I can feel how the ladies' room is calling. Also I am honored by the fact you feel like doing so much for me, but I am but a minor noble here and there are servants everywhere. You probably have other people to get around to also, and I'm sure we'll see each other again... later." Sakumi trying to subtly suggest that they'd part ways for now - and hopefully put Kiri in a position where it would sound a little to odd to turn her offer down.
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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 Aug 14, 2019 12:28:44 GMT -8
“I won’t give him any strenuous work to do,” he said, glancing at Yasuke. “Yasuke has definitely earned himself some time to relax.” There was something funny about imagining Yasuke trying to meditate, especially with a waterfall pounding down on his head. “A waterfall might be a bit much to start with, but you could give it a try,” he suggested.
He was a little surprised when Tsukimi suggested taking a look at his wound. “There are definitely people who need you more than I do, Tsukimi-san. It would be better to put your energy towards helping them.” He didn’t want to put more burden on her healing powers for something minor.
He accepted a cup of sake poured by Tsukimi, and nodded his thanks. It was good to see her and Yasuke getting along well. Valiant guard, indeed… The atmosphere seemed relaxed and convivial, and there was no way he would correct her on honorifics as to do so would seem somewhat arrogant.
He drank his sake and found it to be decent, but as Yasuke pointed it out, he did wonder if this was truly the best that Homura had available. “Perhaps the servants did their best but were unable to locate the truly special sake… Homura-dono probably keeps it in a secret place,” he looked to Yasuke with a conspiratorial smile sliding onto his face.
“Anzen was quite well the last I saw her, though overtaxed. Lord Genji’s death must have been hard on her as she spent so long trying to heal him, but to no avail in the end.” He looked down at the sake cup with a slight frown. Maybe if he hadn’t got injured and distracted Anzen with his own needs for healing, she would have been able to put more of her energies into Genji. Maybe she could have cured him, or at least extended his life a little longer. Moments later he rasied his head again, and pasting on a more positive expression. “I’m sure she remembers you, Tsukimi. Did she know that you also had healing abilities?”
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Shogo Urabe
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 50
Physical Description: A veteran of the Hizashi army and extremely loyal to Lord Genji, Shogo was the commander of the spearmen in the war to liberate the nation from the Shogunate. Shogo is tall and long limbed with black wiry hair and beard. He lost an eye during the Katashima campaign which he covers with an eyepatch made from a tsuba. Handsome enough in his younger days he has lived the life of a warrior and bears all the leathery cragginess of a lifetime of frugality and battle.
Clothes and Equipment: Shogo dresses in plain, practical clothing, usually in dark colours and with little ornament. Although a high ranking member of the Hizashi clan, he is never seen dressed in lordly finery. As a warrior, he is often clad in black-lacquered armour. He wears the two swords of a samurai, but his preferred weapon is the jumonji yari, with which he has slain many opponents.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Registered: Jul 28, 2019 7:01:09 GMT -8
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Post by Shogo Urabe on Aug 14, 2019 12:50:27 GMT -8
Shogo returned, finding Lord Kojuro absent. “He went inside the house with a servant. On a sake-related matter,” reported one of his men. “I see,” Shogo replied. Obviously Lord Kojuro wouldn’t have been so rude as to leave as soon as his back was turned, so clearly, he meant that Shogo would join him for sake inside the mansion. He strode over with heavy footsteps, a side effect of being somewhat unsure of how far away the ground was.
“Where is Lord Kojuro?” he demanded of one of the servants who was waiting by the door. Given his intimidating appearance, the servant helpfully directed the one-eyed general to the exact room in which sake was currently being enjoyed by the three young people within. Shogo pushed open the door with something less than gentleness, making a loud noise that couldn’t help but draw attention. “My lord, excuse my lateness,” he said upon the threshold, with a sharpish bow. Then as he straightened up he began to take stock of the surroundings. Indeed, there was Kojuro. And there was the sake. There, Shogo noted, was Shisou Yasuke, a close friend of the lord, and the person with them was …
His eyes seemed to dart up and down Tsukimi looking from her hair, to her hands, to her face. There was no doubting what he saw. And taking sake with these two men, she was clearly no ghost. “You…!” his eye seemed to widen as his face began a grimace. “Kumagai Yukie,” he practically spat the name. “Aritomo, that bastard! What is the meaning of this?!”
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Tsukimi Saito
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 20
Physical Description: Due partial albinism, Tsukimi's most striking feature is her long white hair. It is usually loosely tied back using white ribbon in a bow. She is usually seen wearing the traditional red Hakama skirt and white Kosode, though occasionally opts for a fully white Kimono. Her skin is a light tan and her eyes are dark brown. She stands at 5'4.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Red hakama, white kosode, tabi socks and zori sandals.
Weapons: Capaltawood Bow, quiver, Arrows
Equipment: talismans, bells, rations of rice, salt, incense.
Player's online availability : Fluctuates
Registered: Jul 12, 2019 5:55:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tsukimi Saito on Aug 14, 2019 13:15:48 GMT -8
"Its the best sake I've had in a while, personally." Tsukimi spoke after taking a drink of her own. It was quite refreshing in terms of flavor, and honestly paired well with the sweets that she also took the opportunity to enjoy. This didn't compare to an actual meal, but she also wouldn't complain about gorging on these well crafted snacks. Purging her sin of gluttony could come at a later time. It was good that the men had taken her social mis-step with great stride, as expected from Kojuro. He could get into trouble but he truly did have a heart of gold.
She had a timid smile as she indulged in the men's casual company. Perhaps it would have been improper under any other circumstances, but as much as the road had allowed her to meet many, it was always good to see a familiar face. Yasuke seemed fun too. Perhaps the duo still caused trouble much like Kaen did.
"Give her my condolences... It's never easy to see a patient pass, even more so whe the patient is close family." The priestess had a look of sympathy. No doubt her arrival came during a time of great mourning for many. the fact Kojuro was still able to be as pleasant as he was really spoke to his kind character. "Anzen has always known. Any time I'd visit she would always whisk me away, not just to keep myself away from a couple rowdy boys, but also to tutor me. It is thanks to her that I am able to do what I do as well as I do. I owe her more than my gratitude-"
She was interrupted as the door brusquely slid open and for a moment the woman froze as Shogo's voice reached her ears. While the older man was Mid-bow, Tsukimi quickly set her cup down and stood to her feet. She abruptly turned towards him and focused her stare. there were no movements from her, nothing that would convey any sense of immediate distress. As a healer she had to keep calm in stressful situations, this was no different. "Urabe Shogo. I was hoping to not disturb you with my presence here. If you'll excuse me, I must go."
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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 Aug 15, 2019 11:03:21 GMT -8
"I definitely know how to relax!" he chimed in with a wry smile and lifted his cup of sake for a toast and gave Kojuro a sidelong glance. "You can just tell me, if you think I need a shower!" he jested and laughed of Kojuro who endeavored to pressure him into trying to meditate under a waterfall. He looked at Tsukimi given her comment on the sake. "It's not half bad, and we probably won't find better in the city tomorrow I'd wager..!" he smiled, his ruggedness showing a gentler side for just a brief moment. She seemed like such a calm and nice girl and the prospects of spending time with her had a light tickling effect to his chest - and he felt it even if the pain of the wound wasn't completely gone yet.
"I don't know our new regent well enough to say exactly..." he said and paused, raising a brow knowingly. "But I'm pretty sure you're onto something. If I had the best sake in the city at my place, I'd at least hide it so well, that it would take the best thief of the city to find it!" he joked and took another sip. "Not just some random sake-thirsty daimyo that walks in. No. The one looking for it would have to at least earn the right to drink it through finding it!" he smirked and poked Kojuro with his elbow. "That's why you need me..." he winked conspiratorially.
However before much more could be planned in regards to displacing the legendary sake of the new Lord Regent into their possession, a yelling and general commotion happened outside - a brusque, and not all too sober voice, ordering the servants around before almost slamming the door up. Yasuke looked up at the guy and frowned giving Kojuro and Tsukimi a sidelong glance, but before he could communicate, the man had already spat out a half formal excuse of lateness. Was he invited? He glanced at Tsukimi - she didn't look too happy, actually her eyes carried a near frozen glance as this Shogo-guy started getting increasingly aggressive and talking nonsense.
"There is no Kumegai Yukie here, better turn around and leave us..." Yasuke tried, though his words were drowned but the man persisted nonetheless and Yasuke saw Tsukimi stand up and excuse herself. "Oi! Don't leave Tsukimi-san..!" he said surprised, a vein bulging from his forehead as he turned around towards the drunk, middle-aged man in the doorway - Yasuke's face red and brows contorted to a frown few of his enemies had seen, he got to his feet in a blink of an eye. His body twisting itself up turning towards Shogo, his fist following through in the same motion - directed right at Shogo's cheek with every intention of releasing all his fury right at that spot. She might have thought Yasuke didn't notice - but he did. The distress in her movements and tightened up facial expression meant this guy scared Tsukimi, and something just triggered Yasuke when he realized.
"Bums aren't allowed in here..!" he yelled, his duty be damned because it was not the reason he stroke - but for sure such a drunk near Lord Kojuro was bad business too. And Yasuke was aiming to take this one out of business in the first strike.
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Shogo Urabe
New
Roleplay posts: 4
Age: 50
Physical Description: A veteran of the Hizashi army and extremely loyal to Lord Genji, Shogo was the commander of the spearmen in the war to liberate the nation from the Shogunate. Shogo is tall and long limbed with black wiry hair and beard. He lost an eye during the Katashima campaign which he covers with an eyepatch made from a tsuba. Handsome enough in his younger days he has lived the life of a warrior and bears all the leathery cragginess of a lifetime of frugality and battle.
Clothes and Equipment: Shogo dresses in plain, practical clothing, usually in dark colours and with little ornament. Although a high ranking member of the Hizashi clan, he is never seen dressed in lordly finery. As a warrior, he is often clad in black-lacquered armour. He wears the two swords of a samurai, but his preferred weapon is the jumonji yari, with which he has slain many opponents.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi, The Hizashi Clan
Registered: Jul 28, 2019 7:01:09 GMT -8
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Post by Shogo Urabe on Aug 28, 2019 12:22:37 GMT -8
“Kumagai Yukie, and still alive.” Shogo glared down at Tsukimi as she stood up. “That’s just like you,” he gave a derisive snort as she told him of her intention to leave. “Am I so intolerable?” He was about to command her to stay and explain himself, when from nowhere at all a man yelled something at him and aimed a fist at his jaw. Shogo staggered backward under the impact of the punch. He toppled into the corridor, and grabbed onto something to stop himself from falling. He felt his hand go through a paper window as he clutched at the wooden panel of the sliding door opposite. His weight took the whole door down with a snapping crunch.
With a grunt he was back on his feet again, albeit somewhat unsteadily. Who was this guy? How dare he behave in such a way. Shogo's expression was dark as he staggered forward towards the room where Yukie was hiding and grabbed for Yasuke's shirt front. He pulled the noble guardsman towards him, and swung him around out into the corridor. “Outside,” he growled, propelling Yasuke backwards ahead of him down the corridor and letting him go with an enormous shove, back towards the entrance to the gardens. “I'll gut you if that's what you want, but not in here.” The audacity of this guy to attack him in the Regent's own palace needed to be beaten out of him. He would be back for Yukie.
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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 Aug 28, 2019 12:49:40 GMT -8
Kojuro was pleased that Yasuke had caught his drift about finding the sake, and raised his cup to him in a salute. It was at that point when Shogo Urabe slammed the door open. Kojuro remembered that he had been in the middle of drinking with Shogo … and hadn't exactly excused himself but rather wandered off when Shogo wasn't looking. “General Urabe,” he began to say – intending to placate the general, but he didn't seem to be paying much attention to his former drinking partner. Instead his eyes were fixed on Tsukimi.
As the scuffle broke out between him and Yasuke, Kojuro watched for a second, before putting a hand on Tsukimi's arm. “Stay here,” he said to her quietly. Better that she kept out of the way. He stood and went to the door, waiting behind the doorframe as Yasuke was propelled down the corridor. A scared servant girl was watching everything in distress. Kojuro frowned slightly at watching Yasuke get manhandled, but keeping Tsukimi's secret meant that it was better that he was distracting Shogo for now. “What is there between you and Urabe-san?” he asked Tsukimi, hoping her response would shed some light on the odd situation.
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Lady Kiri Hizashi
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Age: 32
Physical Description: A minor princess of the royal line, now married to the Lord Regent of Tawakoshi, Kiri carries herself with immaculate deportment and manners. A flowing robe, grace and humility, an aikuchi dagger in the back of her obi.
Allegiances: Tawakoshi
Registered: Dec 19, 2017 6:13:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lady Kiri Hizashi on Aug 28, 2019 13:04:42 GMT -8
Kiri smiled at Jun, and her smile stayed fixed to her face, giving it a somewhat reptilian aspect. “Of course, Jun-san,” she replied as the woman decided she needed the lavatory with some urgency. She took her hand in her own. “So wonderful to meet you, too. I hope you'll stay in the capital a little longer before you return to Sarisu. I will prepare some gifts for your father that you can take with you.” Kiri had no intention of turning her down. She had brought the woman to Akagi for clarification as to who she was, but it seemed as though the daimyo was none the wiser. She allowed Jun to take her leave, but her eyes followed the retreating green and yellow kimono. She made a beckoning motion with her hand towards Hitomi. “Do not let her out of your sight,” Kiri quietly ordered the capable maidservant. Not only was Hitomi a great asset in the day to day running of the household, but she had many other talents that she rarely got the chance to use. “Find out what she's up to,” she added, giving a nod to the girl. “Lord Akagi, there is something peculiar about that woman,” she explained as she turned back to the daimyo. “I am not certain what it is, but she is hiding something... did you get the same feeling?” |
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Tsukimi Saito
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Age: 20
Physical Description: Due partial albinism, Tsukimi's most striking feature is her long white hair. It is usually loosely tied back using white ribbon in a bow. She is usually seen wearing the traditional red Hakama skirt and white Kosode, though occasionally opts for a fully white Kimono. Her skin is a light tan and her eyes are dark brown. She stands at 5'4.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothes: Red hakama, white kosode, tabi socks and zori sandals.
Weapons: Capaltawood Bow, quiver, Arrows
Equipment: talismans, bells, rations of rice, salt, incense.
Player's online availability : Fluctuates
Registered: Jul 12, 2019 5:55:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tsukimi Saito on Aug 28, 2019 13:20:11 GMT -8
Tsukimi was about to reply to Shogo's question and accusation, but before a sound could even be uttered, Yasuke had made the rash decision to absolutely clock the drunken man. Frozen in the moment of heated escalation, the Priestess suddenly had no idea how she should conduct herself. Scold? Be glad? Run? Do nothing? she heard the cracking of the paper window and door and gave the noble guardsmen a worried glance. Everything happened so fast, and faster still had the man been yanked out of the room and shoved down the hallway by Shogo himself.
"Yasuke!" She exclaimed and was about to rush out after the men, but wisely, Kojuro had already steadied her against leaving the room.
As the Lord of Kiyonai asked, Tsukimi sighed with her gaze downcast.
"Before I... Well... According to my father, "died", I was promised to Urabe Shogo as a bride. I couldn't make myself go through with it. Had I known he was here, I'd have not come. I was hoping to be discreet." She explained and walked to Kojuro who stood at the door-frame. "Please, make sure Shisou-dono makes it out okay, he should not be the one fighting my battles." she pleaded.
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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 Aug 29, 2019 13:00:15 GMT -8
Twisting his body and straining his every muscle and tendon, he launched his fist at Shogo - however the sheer power he put into it was traded for precision, and though it did connect, it was but grazing his chin more than it actually impacted it. Still the power he had put into it saw Shogo stagger into the hallway with Yasuke, having expected the punch to hit something more solid, lost his balance in the same direction and toppled into the hallway, tearing down what Shogo hadn't on his way out there hearing only faintly his name being yelled behind him. This wouldn't reflect nicely in the eyes of Tsukimi, but he would be protecting her honor too in all this. She'd be grateful in the end, Yasuke assured himself.
Before Yasuke could regain his footing, Shogo had grabbed him and with a firm push Yasuke was sent tumbling backwards out of the entrance, the pavement making a poor cushion, yet his brawling experience allowed him to do a somewhat useful backwards roll and get up again pretty quickly. His back was sore after the landing yet he felt little pain as the guy in front of him was clearly an old grizzled bear that did not go down at a gentle touch.
"So you think, you can just go and do whatever you like in front of the lord and harass Tsukimi-san while we're enjoying sake? Well guess what, you're going to have to bump heads with me first!" Yasuke brushes a bit of dirt off his clothes and cracks his neck once to each side as he narrows his eyes and take a few brisk steps towards his opponent - the brisk steps turning to running as Yasuke leaps into Shogo, knee first to the stomach and hands grasping his collar to pull him closer for bigger effect. A grin, which would certainly not reflect well on him among ladies, flashed on his face.
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Hitomi
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 25
Physical Description: Hitomi appears to be a slight homely woman, standing at 5'4". Her chestnut hair is perpetually in place and elegantly twisted and curled with jade hair pins, concealing just how long her hair is in truth. Her amber eyes are hard to read but constantly are reading her environment.
Clothes and Equipment: She often wears a simple kimono, one that does not impede her from her work. She prefers to change them with the seasons and says very traditional and simple with her clothing. Not anything that would attract attention.
Registered: Aug 17, 2019 15:51:52 GMT -8
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Post by Hitomi on Aug 29, 2019 18:07:55 GMT -8
Hitomi stepped forward silently when her lady called for her, listening intently to her orders. She had her eye since she'd attracted the eye of her lady and her ear had been tuned to their conversation. Though it wasn't as if she had to listen very closely. The way the strange woman had spoken the entire time had sounded strange and forced. The girl's stumbling through conversations with her lady was also not helping her case. She was lying. Though that much was obvious, she had looked at the guestbook quite closely and her memory rarely failed her. She had not seen a Jun Tasho on the registry anywhere. She suspected her lady knew as much already though so she did not speak her mind as she nodded at her lady's command, her eyes already following the woman as she slipped through the party. "Yes, mistress. It will be done." She murmured softly in return before she walked off in pursuit of the woman, her eyes never having left her. With her stature and dress, it was easy to miss the young woman especially as she merely appeared to be one of the servants. She slipped into the crowd easily, pacing her walk to look normal but the entire time trailing Sakuma Naora. |
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