Momotaro
Established
Roleplay posts: 12 
Age: 88
Physical Description: 6'0 Old, bearded, wrinkly, friendly demeanor
Clothes and Equipment: long white robe, long wooden black bo staff which doubles as a walking stick, small sword called a tanto (essentially a dagger katana), a flute
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 17:47:22 GMT -8
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Post by Momotaro on Dec 26, 2015 12:57:28 GMT -8
The pheasant pecked at the cat's paws. They seemed evenly matched.
Momotaro bowed at both of them. "Company is always nice. My name is Momotaro. I used to be young just like you two, traveling about, performing various heroics. Alas those days are behind me now and I am relegated to the role of enigmatic old flute player. I take requests by the way." He twirled the flute in his hand with surprising dexterity.
"And if you don't mind me saying..." He leaned in closer to both of them, carefully examining their faces. "You two have very similar cheekbones."
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 13:06:22 GMT -8
Ruby's offer for a handshake was met with a blank stare. Shaking hands was not a gesture that Riku was familiar with, much less Katashima. He cocked his head at her when she made her introduction and he even narrowed his eyes when recognition dawned on him. The old man's introduction and comment only added to his appearance. Riku had the look of a man who had seen a ghost. His eyes warily looked between the two before he found the words he was looking for.
"Fletcher... Huh."
It was possible Riku had not yet pieced it together yet.
"I'm Riku," he introduced himself to Ruby and Momotaro. He wasn't sure if he wanted to reveal his family name. In Katashima it had done little more than serve a source of his shame. Born out of wedlock and the bastard son of a foreigner, he had struggled growing up. However, he was then looking someone in the face who looked eerily familiar. Perhaps it was just coincidence? Yes, that was what it had to be.
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130 
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 13:17:19 GMT -8
"Nice to meet you too, Momotaro."
Ruby pulls Sharky away from the bird and turns to Riku.
"Yeah, Fletcher. Hehe...if it sounds familiar, it probably is. I have a lot of relatives. You probably met one of them. Although I'm not sure if any of them have been to Katashima recently..."
She reaches leans forward, taking a closer look at Riku's hair.
"Huh...Never seen a Katashiman with hair like that. At least, not as young as you. Do you dye it?"
She flicks her own hair absently.
"It looks like mine! Or Momotaro's! Or Sharky's!"
Giggling, Ruby takes a sip of her tea.
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 13:25:31 GMT -8
"No... Its... Always been this way," Riku carefully explained. "My mother said my father had the same hair..."
Riku looked down to his lap as he folded his hands across his hakama. He absently played with the pleats in the thick cotton fabric that was so warm in the northern mountains of the Yanata Clan but were less necessary in the Toku province. He pondered if he should share that his family name was Fletcher - Riku was uncertain. Were they somehow related? Did she know something about him that he did not? The samurai wrinkled his nose and looked up to her with a serious look.
"My family name is Fletcher... It was my father's name, and he wasn't from Katashima."
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Momotaro
Established
Roleplay posts: 12
Age: 88
Physical Description: 6'0 Old, bearded, wrinkly, friendly demeanor
Clothes and Equipment: long white robe, long wooden black bo staff which doubles as a walking stick, small sword called a tanto (essentially a dagger katana), a flute
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 17:47:22 GMT -8
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Post by Momotaro on Dec 26, 2015 14:01:01 GMT -8
"Aren't we a pleasant brotherhood of white haired people?" Momotaro chuckled. "I've met a few foreigners in my time, all sorts. The Misty Seas help keep them rare."
The pheasant raises his head towards the cat, as if smug in his victory.
Momotaro turned to Ruby. "Attitudes around here vary quite a bit. The Shiniga Clan will leave you alone if you leave them alone, as will some of the daimyo. Try to avoid the Owaru clan. They won't harm you but can be quite the nuisance, especially if you have poor bargaining skills. The Morimoto clan detests foreigners whole-heartedly. Stay out of their sight if you can help it. And the Yanata and Hizashi clans are openly friendly towards foreigners, though you might wanna refine your story-telling skills to get the most out of them."
He took a swig of his tea. "As for me, all you youngsters are the same. You're all equally unique." He said with a serene countenance.
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 16:17:58 GMT -8
"Fletcher?"
Ruby chokes on her tea.
"You're part of the Fletcher family? Huh? Who's your father?"
She leans forward, scrutinizing Riku's face.
"Hmm...you do look kinda like Riktor, I guess...not as sweet as Roy. Huh."
Meanwhile, Sharky turns around and ignores the pheasant.
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 16:25:26 GMT -8
"Fletcher family?"
She spoke as if he understood that there was more to the Fletcher family name than what he had inherited from his unknown father. He fairly scowled when she asked who his father was. Had he not said he did not know at least once already? With a wrinkle of his nose he looked aside and sighed. "I don't know who he is," he confessed again. He gave her an odd look when she leaned close and scrutinized him as she did. Riku cut his eyes to Momotaro.
"Unique is an interesting concept," he murmured, somewhat defeated. He had never felt unique in a good way before.
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 16:59:28 GMT -8
Ruby sighs.
"Ah well. In any case, we're related! Yay!"
Ruby hugs Riku, making a high-pitched squealing noise. Sharky flattens his ears against his head.
"I'm sure you'll find out who your father is someday, Riku. Don't worry. Although there are a lot of Fletchers. It could be any one of them."
She smiles, letting him go.
"Relax. You've got the hair and the name. You're a relative for sure."
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 17:03:51 GMT -8
Riku nearly toppled over from his surprise. It took all he had to not push her away - he wasn't known well for touching. When he had helped Samari back to the inn that had taken everything he could muster. Of course a measure of pity was involved. The would-be Fletcher sighed and straightened his attire after she hugged him and nearly screeched into his ear. She must have been no more than fifteen by the tone of her voice. In the commotion a mocha wrapped in rice paper fell from his sleeve and he picked it up off of the floor and offered the candy to her.
"Mochi?"
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 17:52:00 GMT -8
Ruby takes the proffered snack happily.
"Mmm, I like mochi. Thanks, Riku. Want some chocolate?"
She reaches into her own pocket and pulls out a piece of chocolate, which she breaks in half and offers to Momotaro and Riku.
"It's good! It's rare around here, though. I haven't seen any being made in Katashima since I've gotten here."
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Momotaro
Established
Roleplay posts: 12
Age: 88
Physical Description: 6'0 Old, bearded, wrinkly, friendly demeanor
Clothes and Equipment: long white robe, long wooden black bo staff which doubles as a walking stick, small sword called a tanto (essentially a dagger katana), a flute
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 17:47:22 GMT -8
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Post by Momotaro on Dec 26, 2015 19:03:10 GMT -8
"Chocolate, eh. Sounds perfect." He gladly accepted the piece.
"So what are your plans now that you've discovered you are family? Have they changed at all from 2 minutes ago?"
He pulled out a small nut to feed the pheasant, who was now pacing around and examining Riku.
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 19:14:57 GMT -8
The young samurai gave the pheasant a strange look. Why did the man bring the pheasant into the inn? It was a strange sight as it dawned on him, but three white haired people was most likely the stranger sight in the inn by comparison. With a frown he looked to Momotaro and then looked to Ruby. He accepted the chocolate, albeit hesitant, and popped it into his mouth. It was decidedly sweet unlike anything he had tasted before. After a few moments - which he had used his chewing to account for additional time to think - Riku finally replied.
"I am no less, no more the person I was before," he simply said. "But I have knowledge I did not possess before. I'll maintain the course I have laid out before me but I know I may have to choose when a fork in the road comes along."
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 19:40:14 GMT -8
Ruby sighs when Riku replies, pouting the in that way only a teenage girl can.
"Hmmph. Why do you katashimans always do that? You always talk in riddles! Can't you just say what you mean?"
She picks up Sharky, pulling him away from her tea. Sharky meows in annoyance.
"Just speak normally, why don't you. It's hard to understand if you keep talking like that."
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 19:47:57 GMT -8
"What are you talking about?"
Riku seemed honestly confused.
"We all have a different path in life. I now have knowledge how to best continue when the path forks," he nearly reiterated, not understanding how she could not grasp that. To him it was not a riddle but a common belief, a firm reality of life. Perhaps it was only because he was from Katashima and did not have a foreign viewpoint. He got the sense that she was quite strange. Of course she was a foreigner.
"You said I might have a family, right? Beyond these lands? You even you might be related somehow... Well... What if I find this family? What if I find my father? I mean, wouldn't you like to one day meet your family if you knew they were elsewhere in the world?"
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 19:54:34 GMT -8
"Uh huh! We're definitely related. You've got a huuuuuge family, Riku."
Ruby chews at the mochi happily, positively glowing from the pleasure of having met another relative.
"You'll have to meet Roy, Robby, Riktor, Uncle Renalt, Reynad, Rox- no, not Roxanne. She's mean. Uh...oh, Gran! And lots more! There are so many of us!"
She squeezes Sharky excitedly, and the cat makes a sort of strangled squeak. She lets him go after a moment, and he backs away.
"Oh! I know! Come back to the mainland with me! That way, you'll meet them all! You might even learn which one is your father!"
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 20:21:39 GMT -8
"I can't."
Riku frowned at that. "I... No, not now. I gave my word and I can't abandon it until I've seen it to fruition. I'm serving the Yanata Clan right now and until I learned what I can, I can't just leave Katashima..." The idea thrilled him to no end but he was realistic. Even if he had a family, even as much as Ruby assured him he did, he was uncertain yet of their existence. What if it was all a ruse? Even more, he did believe his word was only as good as his ability to keep it.
He owed the Lord of the Yanata is loyalty until such a time he was otherwise dismissed.
"The road has not yet forked. Not today."
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 20:25:03 GMT -8
"Awww..."
Ruby groans, and sips her tea sullenly.
"You're no fun. Fine. Be like that."
She rubs her face, then brightens up as she comes up with an even more juicy topic.
"So, Riku. Who was the girl you were with earlier?"
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 20:52:19 GMT -8
He blinked at her as what she perceived as juicy was innocuous to him. "That was Yanata Samari," he stated flatly. "She is of the Yanata. I swore an oath to her clan. The Lord of the Yanata, Rin'Si, assigned her to oversee me for a time. So, we've been traveling together since we left for Toku province. Why do you ask?" Riku would pull a mochi out of his sleeve and unwrap it before chewing on it quietly.
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Ruby Fletcher
Dedicated
Bored
Roleplay posts: 130
Age: 16
Physical Description: The youngest member of the rich part of the Fletcher family, Ruby is small and innocent looking. She has white hair and a pretty face, as well as fancy, fashionable clothes.
Clothes and Equipment: She generally wears a dress and a bow in her hair, playing up her "sweet innocent little girl" look. She doesn't carry weapons, but instead has a small pet cat named Sharky in her handbag.
Registered: Aug 20, 2015 14:28:59 GMT -8
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Post by Ruby Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 21:08:37 GMT -8
"Because I'm curious!"
Ruby leans forward, putting her elbows on the table and resting her chin in her hands.
"Come on, that can't be it. I saw the way she was leaning against you when you came back. Sure she was drunk, but still! There's bound to be more! And if there isn't, why don't you make it more than that? You're pretty cute, and she's not too bad either. C'mon. You two would be funny together."
She giggles.
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Riku Fletcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 44
Physical Description: Standing at 5'10", Riku is taller than the average Katashiman. Of course there is nothing average about Riku - he's a Fletcher after all, or so his mother told him. He never knew his father, but he has the distinct heritage of a Fletcher: remarkable white hair, a pale complexion and foreign looks mingled with his Katashiman roots.
Registered: Dec 24, 2015 9:53:21 GMT -8
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Post by Riku Fletcher on Dec 26, 2015 21:45:14 GMT -8
The young samurai had an appalled look cross his features at the suggestion that he and Samari could have a relationship of that level. It flustered Riku and he looked away with a furious blush - he was a simple wave-man, she was a clan samurai. He had nothing to ever offer a woman of her stature to catch her interest. Even then his mind was so far removed from anything so much as romance he couldn't comprehend it.
"I don't like her that way," he protested. It wasn't to say she was not attractive but he needed to keep things professional. More problems came from relationships, not solutions.
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