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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2017 7:57:56 GMT -8
Ketsueki eased along until her back rest against the bark of the tree, letting his words settle in. It was different to hear someone as passionate about something - though it was easy to see why. She could understand why and how he felt in regards to that ill news.
She exhales carefully, trying to keep her nerves calm. At least the mystery man was giving her something else to think about, even if it wasn't too much better. "Well, you certainly seem to know more of Lord Genji than I - I hold no place to judge you for how you see things. You've nothing to ask forgiveness for from me."
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Tika Seya
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Roleplay posts: 78 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Long raven hair, blue eyes, and an average build. Soft features.
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Clothes and Equipment:
A pink kimono is accented by the red trim of her lower hiyoko layer, an ornamental display of feminity in what was otherwise a men's cut of garb free of the constrictions of traditional female clothing. A white obi holds a single katana to her left hip. Zori sandals and white socks. Her hakama trousers were the deep color of violet, with a display of light rosey flowers bedazzling the hem of the left leg.
Her sword, Hikari-no-Kazu: http://i.imgur.com/P6AzAI8.jpg
Registered: Apr 25, 2017 20:44:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tika Seya on May 31, 2017 8:16:17 GMT -8
Kiara catches up with Tika, seeing her in the garden. The party food was nice, but she didn't know anybody and there didn't seem to be anyone her age around. She recognized Tika and felt comfort around her, so she walked up to her since there was nothing else to do. "Hi, you're all by yourself, too."
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Shinamori Setoku
Dedicated
*~* Owner of the mysterious den known as 'Sakura Ken' in Tamatoshi Bay*~*
Roleplay posts: 150 
Age: 32
Physical Description: A humble, yet more rugged looking Samurai of the Hizashi Samurai, Shinamori Setoku stands at 6' evenly. He has waist length jet black hair, pulled into a ponytail, with brownish, almost Amber eyes, and is commonly swathed with a purple haori over his Black Hakama, red obi, and baggy, loose fitting white Kimono. He also sports metal plated Geta Sandals.
Clothes and Equipment: A wakizashi in a yellow saya (scabbard), wrapped with a yellow Katatemaki ito (Battle Wrap) around the tsuka (hilt.) While the Kojiri (End of the scabbard) had a black bit of burned metal. The Tsuba (Guard) was an odd circular symbol of the Shibata clan. And the weapon's Tsuka is usually seen sticking out of his kimono, opposite his heart. A Katana with a red saya with a red katatemaki ito around the hilt is normally hanging tachi style (Edge facing the ground) from his obi.
Registered: May 19, 2017 13:09:44 GMT -8
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Post by Shinamori Setoku on May 31, 2017 8:17:13 GMT -8
"I hardly know the man, but such a simple thing it would be to go down there, and put it too a stop. Reclaim it, protect it... Show the shogun how to do things. But I may just be overzealous."
Setoku finally smiled, slowly opening his eyes.
"I mean... I heard the lord saved someone from that village... But his lack of insight in not marching perplexes me. And I meant... Forgive me for venting on you, Miss."
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2017 8:23:17 GMT -8
The woman gently shakes her head, despite how he couldn't see the gesture - letting her eyes stare ahead towards the entertainment of the festivities.
"If it will ease you, you are forgiven. But I would hold a little faith that it is in his interest to reclaim - I cannot imagine a lord letting a village come under raid, letting it go so easily. Then again, I am no lord to know."
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Shinamori Setoku
Dedicated
*~* Owner of the mysterious den known as 'Sakura Ken' in Tamatoshi Bay*~*
Roleplay posts: 150
Age: 32
Physical Description: A humble, yet more rugged looking Samurai of the Hizashi Samurai, Shinamori Setoku stands at 6' evenly. He has waist length jet black hair, pulled into a ponytail, with brownish, almost Amber eyes, and is commonly swathed with a purple haori over his Black Hakama, red obi, and baggy, loose fitting white Kimono. He also sports metal plated Geta Sandals.
Clothes and Equipment: A wakizashi in a yellow saya (scabbard), wrapped with a yellow Katatemaki ito (Battle Wrap) around the tsuka (hilt.) While the Kojiri (End of the scabbard) had a black bit of burned metal. The Tsuba (Guard) was an odd circular symbol of the Shibata clan. And the weapon's Tsuka is usually seen sticking out of his kimono, opposite his heart. A Katana with a red saya with a red katatemaki ito around the hilt is normally hanging tachi style (Edge facing the ground) from his obi.
Registered: May 19, 2017 13:09:44 GMT -8
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Post by Shinamori Setoku on May 31, 2017 11:18:53 GMT -8
Setoku had grabbed his swords, and slid his way around the tree, so he would be next to the woman, yet still he didn't look at her, just stood there, gazing, as if absent minded at the crowd.
"That's the thing, miss. It won't. I feel must go to the village, maybe tomorrow. See what it is that's being done. Because I feel nothing is."
Setoku sighed, and looked at his sake, yet didn't drink it.
"Genji-sama may not be happy about it, but if he saved one person, there has to be a reason behind it. I guess I'll have to find out."
Setoku smiled at the sake a moment, before lowering it down, and looking back at the party.
"Sorry, Miss. I was babbling again. Are you enjoying yourself, at least?"
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Kiara
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 123
Registered: Dec 26, 2016 13:03:31 GMT -8
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Post by Kiara on May 31, 2017 13:04:44 GMT -8
Kiara looked to make sure there wasn't someone standing behind her or in the shadows. "They said I'm very important... that I must stay safe at all costs. I think I am royalty.." she said. "But we're not supposed to know that," she urges in a whisper. |
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Anzen Hizashi
Committed
Have I lost you again, my best friend?
Roleplay posts: 89
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 5’4”
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: Lithe
Eyes:
Color: Golden Brown
Shape: Rounded, more-so than usual
Hair:
Color: Midnight black
Style: When working, it would be pulled back into a long ponytail - waist length - with two locks of hair barely to her chin left out in front of her ears. The pony tail would be held up with a piece of jade-coloured ribbon.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing: Typically seen in a kimono that was mostly a plum purple that faded to a beautiful magenta diagonally from waist to bottom. In the transition would be a multitude of flowers varying in sizes, each one either a pale blue, lavender, or a powder pink. The obi around her waist would be a pale yellow obi, the obi-jime would be golden, and the obi-age a faint pink. She preferred to wear tabi and zori on her feet.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head. The only other must-have item she would carry, would be a twig of bamboo with one end sharpened into a point.
Registered: May 22, 2017 11:26:05 GMT -8
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Post by Anzen Hizashi on May 31, 2017 18:18:36 GMT -8
Kaen followed her offering her his arm, "The story is an ancestor slept with an oni. Thus magic is born into the family." He sighed " I was exiled it" "I see." Anzen's attention was fully on navigating the crowd and finding her way to the outer edges once more to where she did not see his offered arm. With a sigh, it was obvious she was growing tired of the constant apologies she spoke just from accidentally bumping into people. "Kaen-san, do you have any talents in the field of healing?" |
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2017 22:31:52 GMT -8
Once again, she shakes her head - this time in response to the inquiry. Her gaze shifts over to look up to the man as he came into view. He certainly didn't seem much like the other samurai - perhaps a bit more rugged, but at the same time he was certainly a head above her.
It was probably the old general grudge of samurai versus ninja that made this awkward. Whatever the case, she was struggling to keep from crawling in her own skin.
"I'm not... not particularly fond of celebrations," she replies quietly, bringing her hands to a fold in her lap. "I'm also very out of place here. I've only been here a day or so."
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Shinamori Setoku
Dedicated
*~* Owner of the mysterious den known as 'Sakura Ken' in Tamatoshi Bay*~*
Roleplay posts: 150
Age: 32
Physical Description: A humble, yet more rugged looking Samurai of the Hizashi Samurai, Shinamori Setoku stands at 6' evenly. He has waist length jet black hair, pulled into a ponytail, with brownish, almost Amber eyes, and is commonly swathed with a purple haori over his Black Hakama, red obi, and baggy, loose fitting white Kimono. He also sports metal plated Geta Sandals.
Clothes and Equipment: A wakizashi in a yellow saya (scabbard), wrapped with a yellow Katatemaki ito (Battle Wrap) around the tsuka (hilt.) While the Kojiri (End of the scabbard) had a black bit of burned metal. The Tsuba (Guard) was an odd circular symbol of the Shibata clan. And the weapon's Tsuka is usually seen sticking out of his kimono, opposite his heart. A Katana with a red saya with a red katatemaki ito around the hilt is normally hanging tachi style (Edge facing the ground) from his obi.
Registered: May 19, 2017 13:09:44 GMT -8
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Post by Shinamori Setoku on Jun 1, 2017 6:25:15 GMT -8
"Well, I can assure you you are not alone, miss. Celebrations and drunkards are not much my thing either..."
Setoku finally turned to face the girl, finally acknowledging her with the slightest of smiles. Only a day or so, huh? Interesting.
"Well, I myself have only been here a couple days at most. So I can understand feeling out of place."
Setoku held out his sake to the girl, offering it too her.
"Maybe this may ease you? I'm not much of a fan... But it was offered to me, I felt it rude to turn it down."
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Kaen Kogoeshinu
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Roleplay posts: 68
Age: 27
Registered: May 23, 2017 23:35:01 GMT -8
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Post by Kaen Kogoeshinu on Jun 1, 2017 23:41:47 GMT -8
Kaen followed her offering her his arm, "The story is an ancestor slept with an oni. Thus magic is born into the family." He sighed " I was exiled it" "I see." Anzen's attention was fully on navigating the crowd and finding her way to the outer edges once more to where she did not see his offered arm. With a sigh, it was obvious she was growing tired of the constant apologies she spoke just from accidentally bumping into people. "Kaen-san, do you have any talents in the field of Kaen Kaen chuckled slightly "No Anzen-hime. I usually acquire the wounds, not heal them." he smiled softly "Though my mother had talent in herbs." he shrugged a little, "So we never really had time to talk the last time we met, I am curious about how you came into healing..?" |
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Anzen Hizashi
Committed
Have I lost you again, my best friend?
Roleplay posts: 89
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 5’4”
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: Lithe
Eyes:
Color: Golden Brown
Shape: Rounded, more-so than usual
Hair:
Color: Midnight black
Style: When working, it would be pulled back into a long ponytail - waist length - with two locks of hair barely to her chin left out in front of her ears. The pony tail would be held up with a piece of jade-coloured ribbon.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing: Typically seen in a kimono that was mostly a plum purple that faded to a beautiful magenta diagonally from waist to bottom. In the transition would be a multitude of flowers varying in sizes, each one either a pale blue, lavender, or a powder pink. The obi around her waist would be a pale yellow obi, the obi-jime would be golden, and the obi-age a faint pink. She preferred to wear tabi and zori on her feet.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head. The only other must-have item she would carry, would be a twig of bamboo with one end sharpened into a point.
Registered: May 22, 2017 11:26:05 GMT -8
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Post by Anzen Hizashi on Jun 1, 2017 23:55:18 GMT -8
"I seemed to have an unnatural understanding of herbs from a young age and always demanded to help whenever a family member was wounded.. It took a few years before I accidentally discovered my talent with bamboo and kanji." The girl spoke as she walked, always staying a step or two ahead of Kaen. "It's what I spend most of my time doing these days, studying to perfect my art well enough to be of use." If Kaen paid attention to where she were going, it would be up to him if he followed suit or broke away to do his own thing.
Anzen had set her sights on the table where her uncle sat comfortably celebrating. It had been a few too many days since she had checked on one of her favorite relatives. Putting on the sweetest smile she could muster, she would finally make her way through the crowd and approach the table with all the air of a refined and elegant woman but stopped several feet away to await permission to get any closer. With a deep bow, she greeted her uncle politely. "Konban wa, Genji-dono. O-genki desu ka?" Anzen would not straighten from her bow until her uncle allowed it, keeping her eyes down in utmost respect.
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Tika Seya
Committed
Roleplay posts: 78
Age: 19
Physical Description: Long raven hair, blue eyes, and an average build. Soft features.
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Clothes and Equipment:
A pink kimono is accented by the red trim of her lower hiyoko layer, an ornamental display of feminity in what was otherwise a men's cut of garb free of the constrictions of traditional female clothing. A white obi holds a single katana to her left hip. Zori sandals and white socks. Her hakama trousers were the deep color of violet, with a display of light rosey flowers bedazzling the hem of the left leg.
Her sword, Hikari-no-Kazu: http://i.imgur.com/P6AzAI8.jpg
Registered: Apr 25, 2017 20:44:32 GMT -8
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Post by Tika Seya on Jun 2, 2017 12:44:40 GMT -8
"Oh... I... I see," she said, somewhat taken aback by the information. She felt strongly that it was true, but she couldn't figure out what it was about her that made her feel as though she'd known this all along. "It must be a wondrous coincidence for us all, then. I wonder how this will change things..."
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Lord Genji
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Roleplay posts: 123
Age: 43
Registered: May 14, 2015 12:40:27 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Genji on Jun 2, 2017 19:28:35 GMT -8
Anzen had set her sights on the table where her uncle sat comfortably celebrating. It had been a few too many days since she had checked on one of her favorite relatives. Putting on the sweetest smile she could muster, she would finally make her way through the crowd and approach the table with all the air of a refined and elegant woman but stopped several feet away to await permission to get any closer. With a deep bow, she greeted her uncle politely. "Konban wa, Genji-dono. O-genki desu ka?" Anzen would not straighten from her bow until her uncle allowed it, keeping her eyes down in utmost respect. he said, a smile accompanying the ancient language. He sat drinking warm sake from his tiny cup, and had just finished a discussion of no particular importance with his few closest retainers. The timing of her visitation was perfect. The actors had just finished their play, and many who had been sitting to watch now got up to move around a little. "I trust you've been well? How's the party?" |
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Anzen Hizashi
Committed
Have I lost you again, my best friend?
Roleplay posts: 89
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 5’4”
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: Lithe
Eyes:
Color: Golden Brown
Shape: Rounded, more-so than usual
Hair:
Color: Midnight black
Style: When working, it would be pulled back into a long ponytail - waist length - with two locks of hair barely to her chin left out in front of her ears. The pony tail would be held up with a piece of jade-coloured ribbon.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing: Typically seen in a kimono that was mostly a plum purple that faded to a beautiful magenta diagonally from waist to bottom. In the transition would be a multitude of flowers varying in sizes, each one either a pale blue, lavender, or a powder pink. The obi around her waist would be a pale yellow obi, the obi-jime would be golden, and the obi-age a faint pink. She preferred to wear tabi and zori on her feet.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head. The only other must-have item she would carry, would be a twig of bamboo with one end sharpened into a point.
Registered: May 22, 2017 11:26:05 GMT -8
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Post by Anzen Hizashi on Jun 2, 2017 19:47:55 GMT -8
"I have been doing well, Genji-dono. Seeing as it had been a while since we last spoke, I wanted to check on you and ask if there is anything I can do to make your life a little easier. I seem to have been unusually preoccupied lately with my studies. Gomen nasai." Anzen deepened her bow slightly more, the kanzashi in her air making light sounds as it moved. She still smiled, not allowing the throngs of people to grate on her nerves as she spoke to her uncle. "So far the party has been wonderful, I have seen a few new faces recently and it does seem a couple have made their appearance to enjoy the festivities as well. I have yet, however, to see my brother. Has he been around?" There was a twinge of worry in her voice, but not enough to kill the cheer she worked hard to portray.
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Lord Genji
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Roleplay posts: 123
Age: 43
Registered: May 14, 2015 12:40:27 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Genji on Jun 2, 2017 20:07:33 GMT -8
"Ah yes... Kojuro. Please, rise," he replied, allowing a thought to wander. "..I saw him earlier today, at a meeting I assembled. He shouldn't be far from here... though he may have left for town. He knows he must return tomorrow, if that is the case."
Genji took one last sip of sake, finishing his cup, and that about did it for the evening. He thought to himself that he would drink no more, but only time would tell if he honored himself.
"You've met some of the new Hizashi clan members? I thought I saw you in the garden..."
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Anzen Hizashi
Committed
Have I lost you again, my best friend?
Roleplay posts: 89
Age: 24
Physical Description: Height: 5’4”
Weight: 130 lbs
Build: Lithe
Eyes:
Color: Golden Brown
Shape: Rounded, more-so than usual
Hair:
Color: Midnight black
Style: When working, it would be pulled back into a long ponytail - waist length - with two locks of hair barely to her chin left out in front of her ears. The pony tail would be held up with a piece of jade-coloured ribbon.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing: Typically seen in a kimono that was mostly a plum purple that faded to a beautiful magenta diagonally from waist to bottom. In the transition would be a multitude of flowers varying in sizes, each one either a pale blue, lavender, or a powder pink. The obi around her waist would be a pale yellow obi, the obi-jime would be golden, and the obi-age a faint pink. She preferred to wear tabi and zori on her feet.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head.
Accessories: Her favorite accessory would be a black and gold fan that she would always tucked in either her obi or her sleeve, whichever was most convenient. On rare occasions, the ribbon that tied her hair into a ponytail would be pulled out and worn as a headband, tied into a delicate bow on the left side of her head. The only other must-have item she would carry, would be a twig of bamboo with one end sharpened into a point.
Registered: May 22, 2017 11:26:05 GMT -8
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Post by Anzen Hizashi on Jun 2, 2017 20:29:08 GMT -8
Anzen would finally straighten, keeping her delicate smile on her face as she neatly folded her hands in front of her. "I had hoped of checking his health once more. His most recent injuries had proved a struggle to heal." She frowned slightly then gave a tiny shake to her head as if preventing her train of thought from following a rabbit trail."I visited the courtyard, yes, and meet a few interesting people. One even seems to have the ability to heal as I do, Genji-dono. I wanted to get your full permission to train him to heal during any downtime he may have between your orders."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2017 0:06:16 GMT -8
"Well, I can assure you you are not alone, miss. Celebrations and drunkards are not much my thing either..." Setoku finally turned to face the girl, finally acknowledging her with the slightest of smiles. Only a day or so, huh? Interesting. "Well, I myself have only been here a couple days at most. So I can understand feeling out of place." Setoku held out his sake to the girl, offering it too her. "Maybe this may ease you? I'm not much of a fan... But it was offered to me, I felt it rude to turn it down." Ketsueki glanced over the drink offered and then to his face for the briefest moment, before hesitantly reaching out to accept it in her own hand. "Nor am I, but much the same that would be uncourteous of me to decline. And perhaps it might do something for my position... I'm not one afraid to try." But the vessel is brought to settle in her lap in her hands for the moment as she lets her eyes wander elsewhere. Needless to say, she wasn't really in the mood for sake - she'd never really enjoyed it as some might. And now she was drawn to a stiffened state - feeling like a fish out of water in regards to something as simple as human interaction. |
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Shinamori Setoku
Dedicated
*~* Owner of the mysterious den known as 'Sakura Ken' in Tamatoshi Bay*~*
Roleplay posts: 150
Age: 32
Physical Description: A humble, yet more rugged looking Samurai of the Hizashi Samurai, Shinamori Setoku stands at 6' evenly. He has waist length jet black hair, pulled into a ponytail, with brownish, almost Amber eyes, and is commonly swathed with a purple haori over his Black Hakama, red obi, and baggy, loose fitting white Kimono. He also sports metal plated Geta Sandals.
Clothes and Equipment: A wakizashi in a yellow saya (scabbard), wrapped with a yellow Katatemaki ito (Battle Wrap) around the tsuka (hilt.) While the Kojiri (End of the scabbard) had a black bit of burned metal. The Tsuba (Guard) was an odd circular symbol of the Shibata clan. And the weapon's Tsuka is usually seen sticking out of his kimono, opposite his heart. A Katana with a red saya with a red katatemaki ito around the hilt is normally hanging tachi style (Edge facing the ground) from his obi.
Registered: May 19, 2017 13:09:44 GMT -8
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Post by Shinamori Setoku on Jun 3, 2017 5:12:34 GMT -8
Setoku offered her a sideways glance, before nodding his head after she took the sake.
"Well Miss, I sure hope it helps. If nothing else, perhaps it will make you feel more welcome here. And less..."
He was trying to think of a good word to use in place of her seemingly stiffened state, but ended it with a shrug, before standing to full height.
"Well, either way, I am Shinamori Setoku, it was an honor. If you ever need anything, let me know, huh?"
Again he looked to her, and offered her a smile. He knew the feeling, and while not usually concerned on the matters of people, he felt he owed someone for the kindness he was shown thus far.
"I mean, I might not be of much use, but I can tell you of a wonderful place that makes excellent Geta Sandals. And well fitting haoris."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2017 8:14:31 GMT -8
Something of a hint of a smile tugged at her lips - at least he was very polite, and undestanding. That made two individuals that she felt weren't shaded faces in unfamiliar territory. Her eyes moved up to meet his, and it would be clear she was beginning to relax a bit.
"... Ketsueki Akiyama. And I shall, should I need anything. Right now, I'm not even sure what I might need if I did. For the moment..." Her eyes flick over to the displays and the moving people about the courtyard - across the merriment that held sway over the place. "I'm just trying to stay out of the way."
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Shinamori Setoku
Dedicated
*~* Owner of the mysterious den known as 'Sakura Ken' in Tamatoshi Bay*~*
Roleplay posts: 150
Age: 32
Physical Description: A humble, yet more rugged looking Samurai of the Hizashi Samurai, Shinamori Setoku stands at 6' evenly. He has waist length jet black hair, pulled into a ponytail, with brownish, almost Amber eyes, and is commonly swathed with a purple haori over his Black Hakama, red obi, and baggy, loose fitting white Kimono. He also sports metal plated Geta Sandals.
Clothes and Equipment: A wakizashi in a yellow saya (scabbard), wrapped with a yellow Katatemaki ito (Battle Wrap) around the tsuka (hilt.) While the Kojiri (End of the scabbard) had a black bit of burned metal. The Tsuba (Guard) was an odd circular symbol of the Shibata clan. And the weapon's Tsuka is usually seen sticking out of his kimono, opposite his heart. A Katana with a red saya with a red katatemaki ito around the hilt is normally hanging tachi style (Edge facing the ground) from his obi.
Registered: May 19, 2017 13:09:44 GMT -8
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Post by Shinamori Setoku on Jun 3, 2017 8:31:45 GMT -8
Setoku let his eyes settle against her own. And he felt a slight pang of understanding. Loss, confusion, he could easily see that. There was more, as well, but he didn't feel keen to intrude. He looked away a moment, following her line of sight toward the crowd.
"Akiyama-dono? If I may, perhaps I can introduce you to some people? While I myself am new, I have met a few friendly folks. Hizashi Anzen-Chan, Lady Kiara, Tika-san..."
Setoku looked to the ground, smiling sadly. He had never come across such friendly souls before, and those three in particular... Well they seemed to change him, slightly.
"Forgive my abruptness, but I could introduce you to one of them now, if you'd like! There's even this odd, yet fabulous haired Samurai with her now."
Setoku looked back and down to her, smiling, offering her a hand to assist her up.
"Well, if you'd like, of course."
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