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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 4:09:12 GMT -8
The step forward brought Katsurou back one. He didn't trust this man within his circle quite yet.
But that would change. He stepped to the side and twisted the blade - bringing it sharply up from right to left in a slight angled uppercut with a right step forward in hopes of scoring.
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
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Roleplay posts: 149 
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 5:18:16 GMT -8
Haitaka released his right hand's grip on his weapon and pushed his katana, scabbard and all, back into the small of his back. From his belt, straight up, he raised the katana up and his foe's weapon bit into the wooden scabbard. Sometimes the blade would stick in such a situation, sometimes not. A true luck of the draw move.
His follow up however was not. Whilst his left arm was busy, his right hand was drawing his wakizashi, and his feet were taking an angled step in that would point his right side at his foe and put Haitaka deep inside Katsurou's guard. A sharp slash was launched at Katsurou's stomach with the draw of his wakizashi.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 5:36:25 GMT -8
The clash of steel and wood was loud and jarring, but the blade was still free. Katsurou would turn the weapon over after meeting and draw it back down further to his left - looking to collide with the wakizashi and protect his exposed torso. In the same gesture he would step further on his right and away, now looking to gain a little safe distance with the reveal of a second sword.
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 5:53:39 GMT -8
The efforts of Katsurou would be in vain, the wakizashi found its mark before he could get his blade in between himself and Haitaka assault. Sadly for Haitaka, his armor would make his attack far less than lethal.
As his foe sought distance so too did Haitaka. He took three steps back. Sheathed his wakizashi and returned his katana to its rightful position. His right hand went back to his katana's handle. With a slight viciousness in his voice Haitaka spoke, "Do my skills live up to your expectations?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 6:01:46 GMT -8
One step gave to two more, and his sword came to hover before him again with hilt at the waist level - pointed to the sky and edge to Haitaka. He scoffed, sneering at the man. He knew his armor was scuffed now, and was NOT happy.
"Hardly - I'm still alive."
He would step in quickly again, moving for a stronger offense. The right foot went in to charge him forward only to push him farther to his left this time - away from the sheathed weapons - where he twisted the weapon once more with biting edge to the sky and held low, slashing once again from low to high with aim for the underside of his arm where there was less armor.
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 6:21:38 GMT -8
Another attack, predictably aggressive as most of his kin are. Haitaka started to back pedal as his opponent rushed him, staying out of measure and hopefully annoying his opponent.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 16:13:09 GMT -8
He missed and silently snarled, turning the blade again to bring it right back down as he stepped after him - looking to continue chasing and follow with a hard thrust of his blade for another stab at his body, this time aiming to stab into his side between the plates of armor.
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
Registered: Jul 7, 2016 22:34:34 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 16:26:48 GMT -8
The slash was nothing at all, a swing at empty air. The shogun continued to back pedal, baiting him further into a second attack, which Katsurou rolled into without any bait. The Shogun reacted just as he had planned, though a bit swifter than he intended. As his foe's blade sought to thrust into him, his right foot became planted and he launched himself to the left forward into Katsurou's guard, narrowly avoiding Katsurou's blade. As the aggressive shift went underway Haitaka began to draw his blade for a draw slash. But the movement's weren't done. Now, as Katsurous would be reacting to Haitaka's movements, he leapt upwards pushing off the ground with his left foot. Now airborne the draw slash came to fruition with a wide horizontal slash aimed at the side Katsurou's throat.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 16:37:29 GMT -8
No manner of kicking back would get him far enough away from that blitz of steely lightning that sliced through his neck. The only thing he managed to save was an instantaneous decapitation. His blood was splattered across the ground as he was sent turning over and stumbling down to the earth on his knees, fisted katana clenched in his hand holding him up with the free hand clutching at his neck as the dark crimson continued to flow and spurt from the flesh. His attempt at speech left him choking and sputtering helplessly.
His head came up enough for him to stare desperately up at Suk-Ja, eyes widened as the threat of death was so near.
The woman, along with her men, stared on wordlessly - unfazed by the pitiful display of the man on the ground. She continued to smile.
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
Registered: Jul 7, 2016 22:34:34 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 16:42:06 GMT -8
Haitaka landed, then turned and finished the man off with a second strike to his neck, finishing the decapitation and putting him out of his misery. Haitaka's hateful gaze then turned on the bandits over looking the scene.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 16:44:17 GMT -8
And so Katusrou's head would roll and his body fall heavily to the grass, lifeless.
Suk-Ja remained quiet for a few moments before bringing her hands up and clapping slowly, as if she had just witness something quite grand. "Very good. He lasted longer than I expected."
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
Registered: Jul 7, 2016 22:34:34 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 16:51:16 GMT -8
"Now the question is thus. Are you going to keep your word, or does this siege continue?" His words were loud, angry, and seething with aggression. It was clear, he wanted to continue the fight. He wanted to slay all the bandits there. Would Suk-Ja give him the pleasure of ending more bandit lives? His eyes glared at her, waiting for an answer.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 16:56:05 GMT -8
The woman ceased her clapping and gently laid one arm over the other, both across her waist. Not a single hand was on a weapon. "I already have made good on the promise."
And with that, every armed Fusei man lifted a bow with a nocked arrow aimed directly for Haitaka - some even scaling down from the mines with arrows still trained on him, though keeping a safe distance from him for several paces.
"Sadly, it doesn't do you much good - except you got your little people back," she sighed, turning her head to look down upon him. "Katsurou's men were removed. All of them, totaling zero. These men are mine, and so we keep our mines. But thank you for ridding of that boy - too stuck up for his own good."
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 17:00:39 GMT -8
If he was going to be slain by an arrow, then he was never going to free his people from the bandits in the first place so he held no fear of the bows trained on him. Haitaka started walking, slowly, back to the to the forest. "Excellent."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 17:15:16 GMT -8
"And now you die."
A loud rush of loosed bowstrings followed the whistle of tens of arrows that hailed over the Shogun, looking to ensure he didn't walk away.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 17:23:00 GMT -8
It had been a sliver of a window when the samurai appeared at the palace, and several shadows had rushed endlessly to the limits of their strength to get across the land. Only one managed to get there in time. Just as the first few arrows of the cloud descended did one shape on the land to quickly snap both arms around the man and drag him down into the darkness. Haitaka would find himself blind to it for only a few moments, dropped in ice cold water almost, before resurfacing to have himself slammed against a tree by momentum rather than an assault. Makoto would be standing before him, rather leaning heavily against him with forearms pressed to him as if she had done the shove. Stray hairs were matted to her brow with sweat and she was gasping for breath, having made the sprint of her life. Somehow she managed to swallow enough air to speak through each heaving breath. "You... ... a fool, my Lord..." She winced slightly as she realized an arrow was embedded in the back of her right shoulder and one in her left calf. But at least the Shogun was alive. |
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 17:35:57 GMT -8
"Oh Makato. I didn't know you cared for me so," he joked. "Thank you," he added in all seriousness. It was then that he noticed the wince, "Well that's not good. You got hurt on my behalf."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 19:07:29 GMT -8
Makoto only remained against the man a moment more before pushing herself up onto her own unsteady feet, still heaving breaths. Yet she bowed her head with a fist to her chest in salute, despite the fact she struggled to keep her head up. "We are... your Shadows. We will forfeit... forfeit our lives to protect you..." Her knee threatened to buckle but she refused to drop, her injured leg trembling slightly. "Ten... ten shadows, hour out," she panted, gesturing back south with a hand. "20 samurai, mid... ... mid afternoon..." |
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Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 149
Age: 26
Physical Description: He stands about five feet, eight inches tall. His face is rugged. His hair is well groomed and solid black. His body is firm and toned, proof of his constant training to hone his skills.
Clothes and Equipment: Often he wears simple silk robes. In the event of being prepared for a fight however he dons a full set of armor.
The armor is dark blue, a carefully applied lacquer that coated the leather and steel scales and plates gave the material a dull glossy shine. Bright white threads weaved through the armor holding the plates in place, several of them were stained red with blood that could not be washed out, something Takehiko had no problem with. A horo of blue was also upon the armor, its edges trimmed with gold, a white tiger on the back and the Haitaka clan sigil emblazoned on each side of the front of the horo. Light blue silk kimono and black hakama were neatly folded beneath the armor and a thick white juban kimono is worn beneath the armor. A thick rope of weaved white, light blue, and dark blue fibers wrapped its self around the armors waist to hold his blade.
The blade is a simple but very very high quality katana.
Registered: Jul 7, 2016 22:34:34 GMT -8
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Post by Shogun Takehiko of the Haitaka on Mar 12, 2018 21:20:24 GMT -8
Haitaka nodded, "Good. We'll start the assault the next day then. Give the troops time to heal and you time to recover." He stepped to the side and now saw the severity of the wounds, "Perhaps you should not participate in the battle. You have two arrows in you, is their anything I can do to help?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 16:11:23 GMT -8
Suk-Ja frowned slightly - she had seen the man disappear. Likely dragged through the shadows due to his shinobi pet. A soft growl escaped her and she gestured after him with a flick of her hand.
"Find him. Kill him. Now."
There was a roar of battle from several as the Fusei came pouring out of the mines and charged through the trees after where they assumed the Azamuku went - easily over 50 men storming into the forest. They were headed straight for the pair, unbeknownst to them but likely heard by the man and his shadow.
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