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CoyoteKisses said
haitwinkle, you should just post so the plot will move on. :D I'm sure everyone is still onboard~


I believe you are right. ._.

So I posted! On the the beginning of the day. Soon enough there will be ''Hostilities'' between the Dojos, since the Roleplay will be all about that. I got something up in my sleeve that should be pretty fun for all of us. >:)

Also, special raise of my hat to Jivusa who used the term Iaijutsu instead of Iaido, which was the real term they sued back then. Iaido is the term they begun using in modern era. I completely forgot, so thank you. x_x
Akihiro, Katsu

Katsu had been sitting by the pond for only a few moments before her train of thoughts was interrupted by a newcomer. Firstly, Tanaka Hideki. She knew the man, since he was a student in this very dojo. Katsu actually had a hard time understanding this man. She saw in him a lack of commitment, but certainly not to the sword, and it simply confused her every time she spoke with him. One of Katsu's many defaults was her pride, and so when he approached her she immediately grabbed her swords and stood up, not wanting to speak with him if she was lower, scared of displaying weakness. The girl student did not say anything as Hideki spoke up, but then turned around quickly, facing him, and looking quite angry.

She had not the time to answer as a second man came in, Akira Naoki. Her opinion on this one was already settled, Katsu saw him as a source of annoyance. Granted, he had some skills with a sword for a farm boy, but for Katsu it was really hard to admit. He often made mockeries, which she was not particularly receptive to, and worst of all...he sometimes came late, which was unacceptable. The more he spoke, the more Katsu looked irritating, eventually closing her eyes in holding down, surely, many stingy answers. The moment he was done, she spoke up.

''Enough.'' She said of her serious tone, which was her usual's. Katsu had seen some sense into Tanaka's words, but Akira was also speaking the truth. Even if this was the case, she would not admit it to them, not openly, anyway.

''Ba-Baaaka...! Idiots, what makes you think I am looking for any kind of answers to anything?'' she said, looking away. While it was no secret to anyone her father refused her the title she asked for for months, because she had too many flaws still, she adamantly denied it.

''Furthermore, you are right, Akira, I do not want any Yon-Dan's advice, you included. I can find any kind of answers in training, though it's not like I am searching for any.''

And with that, Katsu walked away rapidly, letting out one last 'Hmph' as she disappeared inside the Dojo for the beginning of today's training session. As she walked on one of the outside corridor going around the Dojo, she passed by the gardens. Her eyes briefly locked on a girl sitting there, drinking tea. Katus knew almost naught of this student, except that she almost her polar opposite. She shook her head to chase that taught, and kept being on her way.

The Master, Sensei Akihiro, was already waiting.
Akimi, Oichi

As soon as Oichi entered the dojo, she was accosted by Shiro. He was, actually, by far her Senpai, but did not act so much like it to be honest. Still, the Dojo required of one to be extremely aware of the traditions and so Oichi bowed respectfully to him, before speaking up.

''Greetings, Zogaikotsu-Senpai. You are already here, so early as usual.'' She said with a smile. Every words Oichi spoke sounded like they had been prepared in advance, and her smile looked like an act in an elaborated theater piece. Not that she was not sincere, far from it, but her extreme show of respect towards others made it look that way. Now hearing a voice from behind the duo, Oichi turned around only to see Eri appear. Yet another student with a much higher rank than herself. Also came Takashi Hayazo, one year older than herself here at the Dojo.

Oichi showed the newcomers the same respect she did with Shiro before them, giving them both the proper greeting. ''Good morning, Yamato-Senpai, Takashi-senpai. I look forward to training with you today.''

Oichi turned to face yet a third newcomer, but the man passed by them without a word. She then realized she did not know this particular individual, and by the look of it he did not seem to want her to know him either. She could respect such a wish, even if they'd eventually meet in the Dojo.

''If you all excuse me...'' she said with a light bow of her head ''..I will proceed to the Dojo. I would want some time to myself before we begin today's training.'' On that the girl smiled, and left ahead of the group. Today's lesson would start any moment, and Oichi had an habit of meditating if only a few moments before the beginning of training.
Np :)

I just want to make a quick roster check. Who's still with us so far? ^^''
Hello. :) This is more than enough for me! Welcome in. :)
I was going to post, but I'll let you do your intro post first. you good with that?
My plan is nothing. My character plan was to join up the army, but apparently it's not that anymore thanks to you.

Twinkle's plan is to follow the general plot direction of the GM. :P
Think it's about time I go at it again then. :) I can't tonight, or I don,t think I can at least. It might be tomorrow morning when I come back from class. :)
Thank you all!
Ichika looked at the group she spotted earlier for a while, but eventually decided to discard her inner hunch towards the woman prisoner as a wrong one and move on. She reaffirmed her grasp of the bag she was holding on her shoulder and turned around, but as she did so the girl heard the woman speak up. She was threatening the guards, but that is not what caught Ichika's attention. She told them of her ascendance, and how she would make them pay dearly. If her claim was true, everyone here would be in grave danger of such a curse. There was a lot of crazy people among the city folks, but as soon as the witch began speaking up in another language, Ichika's mind was set.

The people of her village, her included, held great faith in the gods. Disrespecting them or doing anything to make one self fall out of their favor was folly, and considered pretty much suicide. Over the decades they made multiple offerings and rituals their traditions, sacrifices included, though Ichika never witnessed one herself. Any mad fool could claim to be the daughter of a god, but to Ichika the tongue in which that woman spoke up was not something she could ignore. There was too much of a risk of being cursed herself, so she had to act. Calmly, but swiftly, she walked towards the guards. The pole she was using the carry her belonging on her shoulder was actually a pretty long spear, ending with a sharp and pointy blade, as well as two smaller spikes made so she could trap a weapon blade between it and the blade to disarm. There was 2 guards holding her, and Ichika did not know if the shackles holding the witch were made of simple rope of metal, so trying to cut through it was out of the question. Her plan was simple, incredibly bold for a newcomer, but simple.

She quickly walked into range and, when she was close enough for them to notice her unusual proximity, she grabbed the end of her spear and shook the bag off of it, discovering the blade under it. In one movement, she jumped forward and used the blunt end of the spear to push back on of the guard with surprising strength, using the element of surprise, and fell back in a crouching position. The sharp end of the spear now facing the second guard, Ichika simply turned her head to face him and made a quick stabbing trust aiming for the guard's torso. Her goal was not to leave them for dead, but to buy time for the witch to disappear. The exact reason why she was actually saving the woman was beyond her, but she had yet to prove her instincts wrong. The blade dug deep within the armor of the guard and, hopefully, his body. While raising from her crouched position, she used her spear as a balance to kick the stabbed guard away. The girl looked up at the air and used her fingers to emit a strong whistling noise, then looked at the witch.

''Let's fly.'' As she spoke the word, a great jade-colored snake with wings flew down form the sky to land beside them, hissing at the nearby people. The sudden emergence of such a strange creatures installed doubts within the hearts of eventual attackers. The beast was large enough for at least two persons to hold unto it so that it could fly them to the outskirt of town, where they would disappear.

Ichika jumped on her mount's self crafted saddle. On it she wouldn't be exactly sitting, bur rather had her feet in special holes made so she could hold the reins in a semi-sitting position.

''Come, witch. Or die here.''

So far this whole mess had been a gamble. Ichika didn't know if she was an ordinary woman, or a mass murderer. All of this was built on a simple 5 seconds long hunch her instincts gave her, yet it was way too late to apologize now.
Since we are the only ones on Eve, do you think I could answer now?
Good posts, good posts *_*
I will wait about one more day for those that did not show up yet, and post against myself for the beginning of the weekend. :3
Yes Ma'am ._.

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