Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Jun 1, 2018 22:53:23 GMT -8
The Iron Crane stopped in her tracks with a surprised frown before walking over to the dead man on the throne. She raised her katana and gave him a few gentle slaps on the cheek with the broad side of the edge. "Oh it's most certainly real. The fact that you failed to protect this poor fellow and everyone here. Of course protecting anyone from the Iron Crane would be too much to ask of..." she said as her eyes bore into Amai's.
"But you ran, didn't you? Like a peasant when the wolves came. No... you're even more cowardly, because you had the weapons and skill to at least show that your pledge to your former lord was more than just talk. But you chose the cowardly escape..." The Iron Crane said as she suddenly stuck a katana through the dead lord's forehead only to pull it out again in one sweeping motion.
"Were you afraid to suffer the same fate?" she asked with a smirk.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
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Post by Amai Minami on Jun 6, 2018 9:45:02 GMT -8
Amai glared at the Iron Crane silently, her muscles tensing slightly in anger as she stood there. Her rage built up by the moment until she couldn't sit still anymore.
Amai stepped forward suddenly, slashing her katana at the Iron Crane savagely, already seeing visions of her head parting with her body as she went for the neck.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Jun 6, 2018 22:45:18 GMT -8
The Iron Crane's blade rose quickly to block Amai's slash - acting almost as if it was a mirror image. The Iron Crane stood casually, unmoving and with the same smirk to her face while little torrents of wind enveloped her blade.
"Your anger precedes your movement - it wasn't that hard to read." The Iron Crane said and grinned. "Maybe that's why you ran? Because your technique fails you whenever you flare up inside?" she asked as a small orb of wind ind her left hand rose in power and size and Amai would feel the wind quickly catching her clothes making it hard to remain in contact with the ground. A quick burst of wind then unleashed as the orb dissipated its power towards Amai the effect an astoundingly powerful gust of wind able to sling bears several meters away and would most likely see Amai being hurled through the room in the same way.
"Little girl..." The Iron Crane went condescendingly. "I can't believe you came to face me with your emotions this unprepared. Can you even catch the noodles in your ramen when your angry?" she said and chuckled wryly.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Jun 14, 2018 0:02:39 GMT -8
Amai got up, gripping her blades tightly, the Iron Cranes words not helping her anger dissipate in the slightest.
She would charge forward again, murder in her eyes. This was a different intent from before, however. Mixed in with that anger seemed to be an intense focus. She wanted nothing more than to kill the Iron Crane right now, she didn't care if it was an illusion, and she would channel that anger into a perfectly executed attack.
Amai already began to predict the next several movements the Iron Crane could make as she stepped into her swords measure, and she would then decide on her first attack.
She slashed right at the Iron Crane's wrist, Amai's strike was precise within millimeters of exactly this target she had in mind, the angle of her blade as it flew through the air perfectly aligned to ensure the cleanest cuts. Yet even then Amai was holding back a little bit, she knew if the Iron Crane was actually a good sword fighter this opening move wouldn't hit her.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Jun 17, 2018 6:13:24 GMT -8
It should be clear to Amai now that The Iron Crance was indeed no novice when it came to the art of the sword, and quickly as she had moved to block the first attack her katana moved into position and instead of cutting the Crane's wrist it was the steel blade of the Tokhung Daimyo that greeted Amai's edge. Still standing calmly and with a cool smirk to her face the Iron Crane observed Amai.
"And what about your next move? Will it be tempered with even more anger and focus? I wonder how much you need?" she asked goading Amai into taking the initiative.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Jun 25, 2018 9:59:16 GMT -8
Amai's attack was not yet finished. As the Iron Crane busied herself with quipping her next line, Amai's next attack came, heralded by the ringing of her first blade's impact with the Iron Crane's sole blade.
Amai had a free lane of attack now since now the Iron Crane had no answer for Amai's wakizashi slashing at her after moving her blade to parry the katana, this was the advantage of using both the Katana and Wakizashi in unison. Amai slashed quickly and precisely, aiming at the Iron Crane's throat, pushing her blade aside with her Katana as she did so.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Jun 25, 2018 22:51:51 GMT -8
The Iron Crane's katana rose to defend against Amai's strike but unable to dodge the Wakizashi and with her own katana pushed aside Amai's strike to her throat rang true. With blood pouring out from the neck of the Iron Crane she spun half a round and dropped to the floor face down.
However Amai would find that she was still present in what appeared to be The Iron Crane's throne room, only now there were two bodies with severed throats. But if Amai's eyes were to leave the the body of the Iron Crane for just a second, she would notice the body had changed shape. It was no longer the Iron Crane laying there, rather it was Amai's former lord that had sat in the throne just moments before with a severed throat.
If the question 'then who's sitting the throne?' would pop up in Amai's consciousness, a quick glance would answer her question immediately. With an unstained blue attire and eyes that looked very much alive The Iron Crane lounged in the throne observing Amai. "You believe your lord better than me? If you didn't know either of us, would you care if it was your former lord or I you had cut down?" the Iron Crane asked as her throat seemed as new.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Jul 12, 2018 10:43:59 GMT -8
Amai glanced away for only a millisecond, but when she looked back, she saw her own lord slain before her, the same exact wound on his throat as the one she had struck the Iron Crane with. Then, she looked up to see the Iron Crane still sitting on her throne.
Amai's eyes widened in shock, her face contorting into a mask of despair as she visibly shook, "W-Why... are you doing this to me?" she said shakily, as the blood of her former lord rolled across the smooth stone floor between her feet. She gripped her blades tightly, her knuckles whitening for fear of dropping them.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Jul 16, 2018 4:19:14 GMT -8
"You wear the mask of despair - the natural consequence of anger." a voice suddenly rang through the halls though it seemed not like the Iron Crane had heard the voice. "The natural consequence of despair is death, is that what you seek? Are you a dragon or a deer?" the voice boomed as the Iron Crane, not batting an eye, stood up and grabbed a naginata from behind the throne, swirled it a couple of times like a fan her wind magic producing a gust of wind as warning to Amai before she assumed stance with the edge pointing towards Amai's position.
"Shush, no more words now. I promise I'll mount your head on a spike next to your lord's." The Iron Crane grinned and with a decisive move closed in on Amai and her naginata making a large arc intended to cleave Amai from shoulder to opposite waist.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Aug 14, 2018 12:55:49 GMT -8
Amai didn't say anything, her grip on her blades loosening slightly. The despair in her expression remained though as she watched The Iron Crane approach, predicting her next move before she made it.
Amai would lean her body just out of the naginata's line of attack, the blade coming so close as to slice through a few strands of her hair. She didn't even bother raising her blades during this maneuver, confident in her ability to dodge the strike completely.
Amai would then thrust one of her blades at the Iron Crane before she could bring her blade back into a defensive position after her attack.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Aug 15, 2018 11:31:40 GMT -8
A crushing wind burst out to all sides in the wake of The Iron Crane's slash, and though Amai had skillfully dodged The Iron Crane's attack she would find her counter attack inefficient against her opponent as the wind would grab it and slow it to a point where the crane could easily parry it with her naginata before pushing it back. "Who are you trying to kill with that maneuver? Yourself?" The Iron Crane taunted as suddenly the dead lord's arms and legs would start to wiggle, his arms pushing his body up before rising to a stand. However...
"Could you though? I wonder..." the Iron Crane said musing as she rubbed her chin with a smirk before Amai would see that her lord that had supposedly risen was not her lord - no if Amai had ever gazed into a lake, she would know who stood in front of her. It was a silent shade standing in front of Amai and by the looks of it the one facing her was no other than herself. Hair, face, armor, stance and weapons - Amai Minami, even her mother would not hold her breath calling out the name.
"I like this. You came here to kill me, but end up killing your former lord and now... well no matter how you go about it 'you' will have to die - by your own blade. I simply love this predicament, please give me a good show Amai and Amai!" the Iron Crane said and chuckled as she stepped back a little, the Amai clone stepping in front of The Iron Crane and drawing her weapon.
"The Iron Crane is my true lord." she said calmly and with a speed that rivaled that of Amai herself, the clone closed in on her and made a vertical cut towards the gut of Amai.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Sept 18, 2018 9:52:38 GMT -8
Amai was shocked, unsure of what to do as she faced... herself. She didn't have much time to think, however, as the other Amai would waste no time slashing at her stomach. Jumping into action, almost completely out of instinct, Amai raised one of her swords in front of her to block the strike, retreating as she did so. She barely blocked the strike as the other Amai's speed was almost the same as her own.
"Why are you doing this? If you're going to kill me just do it, stop toying with me," Amai said, her anger flaring up a bit again.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Sept 18, 2018 12:53:38 GMT -8
Amai's mirror image gave Amai a smirk. "Impressive, you're almost as fast as me. Great reflexes!" she said tauntingly rotating both her swords around her wrists before gripping their handles, the right sword held opposite before stepping slowly towards Amai.
"Toying? I don't think I could toy with one as fast, agile and deadly as myself." Amai's mirror image concluded. "But facing you does beg the question... If our abilities are alike, what will determine the outcome? Luck?" she suggested but shrugged. "No, I think what will choose the winner is who manages to develop the most as a warrior as we clash!" she said and bared her teeth.
As Amai may have noticed her mirror image wasn't exactly a mentally perfect copy of herself and perhaps therein would she find the opening she needed to win. "... and I think I've already improved seeing that your reaction to my attack was a little on the slow side." her mirror image said as she charged towards Amai first slashing towards Amai's temple with her left sword and then towards her stomach region with the right in quick succession.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Sept 25, 2018 11:33:52 GMT -8
Amai ducked under the sword swung at her temple, blocking the other strike aimed at her stomach, though now its trajectory led the blade towards her face. Her movements were fast, but they were also efficient; It seemed like she knew what her clone was going to do before she did it just by observing her opponent, giving her plenty of time to react. Very skilled sword fighters could also do this to a degree, but with the way Amai accurately predicted every move, it seemed almost unnatural.
Amai would then push herself, moving faster than she would normally to try and catch her clone offguard. She slashed first at her clone low at her waist with her katana, before whirling around and slashing with her wakizashi in quick succession, aiming at her clone's throat.
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Tawakoshi
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Post by Tawakoshi on Oct 1, 2018 11:30:03 GMT -8
The sounds of the swords quickly and relentlessly clashing towards each other rang through the throne room as Amai dodged the attack from her clone and launched a quick counter attack. Seeing as Amai predicted what she might have done herself in this situation her mirror image would seek to block the low strike and with her other sword try to stab Amai in the stomach. However the quick turn caught the mirror image off guard and she only barely started her motion backwards before he throat was slit. The image of Amai coughing and spitting blood, before falling to the ground trying to stop her bleeding with her hands though it was in vain as the blood ran quickly from her neck and soon had her going limp and lifeless the blood having made a pool besides her.
"An odd thing to see, am I right? Yourself dying - being killed by your own hands?" a voice suddenly said though it did not came from anyone around her. No the voice came from her own lips, formed from her own throat and expressed with... the voice of the Iron Crane. Her body made a sudden movement she hadn't made herself as she would find herself standing right before a mirror looking herself - the Iron Crane - in the eyes.
"You completed the inevitable outcome. The brave but frustratingly young and naive warrior lies dead - killed by the Iron Crane. Aren't you proud?" she asked mockingly, as Amai would see herself holding the Iron Crane's bloody katana. "So what now? Will you despair? Truly this is a fight that you cannot win through the means of violence." the Iron Crane went and gave her Amai a mockingly smile in the mirror. However Amai would notice that through concentration and intent she was able to resist the forced movements and perhaps even move as she chose with some strain.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Nov 8, 2018 0:24:13 GMT -8
Amai stared at the mirror, though she didn't see herself. What she saw was a demon, a scourge, something to be destroyed at all costs. The samurai had tons of willpower to strain against the magic that made her move in such a way now, her limbs shaking and her teeth gritted as she raised one arm, her eyes burning pits of anger.
Her arm shook with effort as she drew, and her fingers trembled as she curled them inwards into a fist.
"I will kill the Iron Crane, and nothing will stop me..." she growled, "KIAI!"
A shower of glass, a splatter of blood, and there was no more mirror. The samurai lowered her hand then, several drops of blood running down her finger tips before finally leaping off towards the floor, falling with a small spatter. She stared down the shattered mirror as if waiting for the Iron Crane to somehow reappear again, so she could kill her again.
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Post by Tawakoshi on Nov 10, 2018 5:47:00 GMT -8
The mirror would splinter and with great effort Amai had managed to move as she willed - if only just in that moment. Blood would lie on the floor and as she looked at her hands she would realize that the hands that bled were not her own, and the sleeves she wore were that of the woman that had just been reflected in the mirror. However though the shock of what happened might have kicked her adrenaline up - there were no pain to be felt by the hands that had been cut by the mirror.
Looking at the broken piece of mirror Amai would however see a contorted face that twisted in pain - it was her although it still wore the Iron Crane's visage.
"Hah! Nice try but you can't kill me by shattering a mirror. I am now you, and you are me - we share the same fate!" the voice spoke to Amai as if she was speaking to herself. However the pain from the cut had still not been felt by Amai although the image she saw in the mirror clearly reflected the pain that should have been.
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Amai Minami
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Roleplay posts: 54
Age: 25
Physical Description: Amai is of above average in height at 5'7", with long dark brown hair that she usually has tied back either in a bun or a ponytail. She has a sturdy form, lined with muscle due to her study of the blade. She has amber colored eyes, and usually has a scowl on her face.
Clothes and Equipment: -----------------
Amai wears a green kimono, with a golden outline of flames around the sleeves of it. Under this she wears a sort of flexible lamellar armor consisting of iron plates. The most obvious of these plates can be seen on her forearms and back of her hand if her kimono's sleeves are rolled up for whatever reason. Otherwise, no one could tell she has armor on beneath the kimono.
Amai carries two swords fastened around her midsection by a simple rope belt that holds her kimono closed. A longer katana blade and a shorter wakizashi.
Registered: Jan 19, 2018 11:38:45 GMT -8
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Post by Amai Minami on Nov 20, 2018 21:58:30 GMT -8
Amai only got more annoyed, glaring at the mirror that did not stop yapping. She seemed to gain a bit of clarity for but a brief moment.
"It will take more than this to convince me, spirit. Perhaps you've forgotten during your time in the woods, but as a Samurai, I've followed a strict code of honor since before I could remember. This code is everything to me, and the Lord who I served everything. A ronin only has one duty, to avenge their fallen Lord - that is the true sign of loyalty... and my lord isn't the only one I cared about who the Iron Crane killed."
Amai's voice cracked a bit at the end of her sentence, as she mentioned the other unnamed person whom the Iron Crane had killed. Clearly, this person meant a lot to her, perhaps even more than her late Lord.
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Post by Tawakoshi on Dec 2, 2018 14:00:11 GMT -8
As Amai spoke her words they seemed to resonate through the apparent halls of The Iron Crane and suddenly the image shifted in the shards of the broken mirror. The old sage she had first met appeared and suddenly the vicinity grew dark and the throne room faded from vision before Amai would find her back in the bamboo forest. "So this is your determination?" he asked standing in front of Amai a few paces away. "A power to vanquish one's enemy certainly exists in you and even trialed with these nightmarish visions you persist in your goal - this is most impressive." the old man said and nodded.
"I will leave this here, in my age it will no longer serve me as it did earlier. May you succeed with your endeavor young samurai girl." he said and smirked as he put what looked like a mask down on a boulder on the ground before turning around disappearing in the maze of bamboo trees - Amai finding the road only a few paces to her left and the mask so temptingly calling out to her...
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