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Winged Knight
Still just a crazy man with a wolf on his head
- Location
- Texas
[x] Thank the boss for the complement and the permission.
[x] See if you can track down Shirou for some training - or if he's doing something else interesting, maybe join in on that instead.
You can't help but smile beneath Yasuki Goro's praise, positively beaming. This was the role you were supposed to play at this court, and by all rights you've accomplished your mission splendidly. With this beginning day, you have set the stage for Yasuki Goro to work.
For a brief moment you consider reaching a little further, perhaps interacting with one of the other delegations. It takes but a moment to dismiss this thought. You feel drained despite that you didn't do anything physically demanding. Just sitting at this court meal had involved as much tension as a grueling battle, and now that it is complete the exhaustion is creeping in.
"My deepest thanks for your compliments, Yasuki-sama," you respond, bowing to him. "And for the permission to take my leave. I must admit I'm feeling a little tired."
"I'm not surprised," Yasuki Goro says. "You had to put yourself at the front lines of an interesting conflict, Sosuke-san, and not one you're used to." His smile widens. "Do not worry. I doubt I'll need you to be quite so involved for the rest of our time here, so you are free to take your ease for now."
"I believe I will do that, Yasuki-sama," you reply, bowing again. He, in turn, bows back to you. "My thanks again."
You leave the room, feeling the eyes of the delegates upon you as you do. It is almost like a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders, or perhaps a better word for it would be pressure? Regardless, now that you are away you're feeling a good deal better.
Smiling, you find a servant and enquire after Shirou. Your friend is in one of the castle's dojos, it seems, and spending his time training. That confuses you more than a little considering you were just in the baths with Shirou a few scant hours ago, but you've long since given up on trying to understand all the workings of your friend's mind.
The servant leads you through the passageways of Shiro Kitsuki, taking you downstairs and into one of the other towering structures that make up the Dragon's stronghold. You go up three flights, and you find yourself before a set of doors. His task done, the servant leaves you.
Stepping inside, you think calling this room a dojo is being a bit too generous. It's a small room lined with tatami mats, with racks of training weapons on the wall. In truth, however, it seems more of a sparring area for the Samurai of the castle to visit should they not wish to walk to a true dojo, and it lacks many other amenities like a library of training manuals or adequate space to house more than maybe a dozen people.
You see Shirou almost immediately, standing before a Togashi Tatooed Monk you've not met before. She is an older woman with a wiry build, her bare arms covered in such vibrantly colored ink that they seem almost blinding. Both of them have their hands raised in a guard position, staring at each other intently.
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[x] See if you can track down Shirou for some training - or if he's doing something else interesting, maybe join in on that instead.
You can't help but smile beneath Yasuki Goro's praise, positively beaming. This was the role you were supposed to play at this court, and by all rights you've accomplished your mission splendidly. With this beginning day, you have set the stage for Yasuki Goro to work.
For a brief moment you consider reaching a little further, perhaps interacting with one of the other delegations. It takes but a moment to dismiss this thought. You feel drained despite that you didn't do anything physically demanding. Just sitting at this court meal had involved as much tension as a grueling battle, and now that it is complete the exhaustion is creeping in.
"My deepest thanks for your compliments, Yasuki-sama," you respond, bowing to him. "And for the permission to take my leave. I must admit I'm feeling a little tired."
"I'm not surprised," Yasuki Goro says. "You had to put yourself at the front lines of an interesting conflict, Sosuke-san, and not one you're used to." His smile widens. "Do not worry. I doubt I'll need you to be quite so involved for the rest of our time here, so you are free to take your ease for now."
"I believe I will do that, Yasuki-sama," you reply, bowing again. He, in turn, bows back to you. "My thanks again."
You leave the room, feeling the eyes of the delegates upon you as you do. It is almost like a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders, or perhaps a better word for it would be pressure? Regardless, now that you are away you're feeling a good deal better.
Smiling, you find a servant and enquire after Shirou. Your friend is in one of the castle's dojos, it seems, and spending his time training. That confuses you more than a little considering you were just in the baths with Shirou a few scant hours ago, but you've long since given up on trying to understand all the workings of your friend's mind.
The servant leads you through the passageways of Shiro Kitsuki, taking you downstairs and into one of the other towering structures that make up the Dragon's stronghold. You go up three flights, and you find yourself before a set of doors. His task done, the servant leaves you.
Stepping inside, you think calling this room a dojo is being a bit too generous. It's a small room lined with tatami mats, with racks of training weapons on the wall. In truth, however, it seems more of a sparring area for the Samurai of the castle to visit should they not wish to walk to a true dojo, and it lacks many other amenities like a library of training manuals or adequate space to house more than maybe a dozen people.
You see Shirou almost immediately, standing before a Togashi Tatooed Monk you've not met before. She is an older woman with a wiry build, her bare arms covered in such vibrantly colored ink that they seem almost blinding. Both of them have their hands raised in a guard position, staring at each other intently.
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