[h2]Hana Oshiro - [color=deeppink]The Last Samurai[/color][/h2]

The samurai woman cocked her head sideways as Ira gave his goodbye. It was strange for someone to show up the way he did. If what he said was true then it made a little sense, being that he has been wandering for a long time now so it would be in his nature to come out of nowhere and to leave just as fast. [color=deeppink]"Taka, huh..."[/color] She brought a hand to her chin, trying to figure out why Ira was so interested in Taka. Earlier she had joked about Taka being in love with the mysterious man but perhaps there was some actual truth to jab. [color=deeppink]"Love it is, then."[/color] Hana placed a fist in her other palm, affirming her statement as the truth and thus etching it from her mind. There were more important things to think about.

Such as whether or not to let Isshum out of the Lovely Vortex. He sounded defeated, but once the blossoms would die down then he could easily try to strike again. Not that he posed any particular danger to Hana herself, but to say his magic isn't destructive and possibly dangerous to others or the guild hall would be a bold lie. Even Hana is dangerous enough to the guild as it is, let alone fighting someone else destructive. [color=deeppink]"Hmmm... okay."[/color] The blossoms that surrounded the boy began to dissipate into the air, taking only a few seconds for the whirlwind of pink to vanish entirely. [color=deeppink]"I don't know why you think beating me will make you a hero. Heroism doesn't come from strength, it comes from personality,"[/color] Hana began to lecture. [color=deeppink]"But since the young man I was talking to has decided to leave, I'm not doing anything at the moment. We could take it outside, somewhere without people, if you really want to challenge me. But I warn you: I'm not very good at handicapping myself, so I won't be going easy."[/color]