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"So, Yasuki Goro-sama," you begin. "If I may be so bold, what purpose would you put me to while we are in the lands of the Dragon? Obviously, I am to serve in part as bodyguard, to protect you, and as retinue, to highlight your importance, but there are many, many Crab that could do the same as well or better."
Yasuki Goro's eyebrows raise a fraction, and he grins. "Ah, so you're curious, then?"
"My selection seems unusual," you say. "And I assume there must be a reason for it. What else would you have me do, in service to your endeavors?"
The Courtier's grin widens. "You're perceptive, good. You'll need that in the days to come."
He takes another sip of his tea, and then snatches one of your rice crackers. You don't particularly mind as he bites into the snack. He is your superior, and it's his prerogative, after all. And besides, there are plenty on the tray.
You don't hide anything from your expression. Yasuki Goro is seeking to understand you better. No doubt he desires you to do something during the upcoming negotiations. While you don't want to pressure the man into revealing his entire plan, learning your own part in it would not be amiss.
"Hida Tanaka-sama puts great weight in stories," he says at last. "And I do as well. Tell me, Sosuke-san, do you know why the Courtiers of the Ikoma Family are considered the rivals of the Doji?"
Your face scrunches, your confusion obvious. "Not really…"
"The Doji are all about elegance, about being in control so that no one can move against them. Or, at the very least, appearing such," Yasuki Goro continues. "Court can be just as dangerous and fierce as any war, and the Crane like to hedge their bets. They're very good at it. So why, then, can the Ikoma of the Lion Clan stand up to them and not be crushed utterly?"
"Stories?" you ask, trying to figure out what the man is getting at.
"Precisely!" Yasuki Goro says, stretching his arms out wide. "The Ikoma are masters at swaying the emotions, of using words and storytelling to make you see things their way. They draw upon history, and incorporate it into rousing dialogue that gets the blood pumping. It's a brilliant tactic, and one I will utilize here."
"You want me to tell a story?" you ask, even more befuddled than you were before. "Of what?"
"Your Gempukku, Sosuke-san," the Courtier replies. "The Dragon like to put forth that they are separate from worldly matters, but they are just as human as the rest of us. I want you to give the honest truth of your experience in the Shadowlands, of the threat that is rising. Sway them with your story, and give weight to my words."
You frown. This is not how the Yasuki usually operate. Typically, they will bully or intimidate their opponents in Court into doing what they want and give ground only grudgingly. Why, then, this emphasis on your story? It takes you a few seconds to gather what he means, but when you do you have to keep your draw from dropping.
He's flanking them, you realize. Flanking them with his words. Shifting the strategy from what they expect.
It is precisely what you would do when in combat with an enemy you think can stall your usual methods. The subtlety involved surprises you. You'd always figured the Courts were just various diplomats shouting at each other until an agreement was hashed out, but the nuance here is as great as any you've seen in decisions that determined the fate of entire armies in the history books.
"I see you understand," Yasuki Goro says, steepling his fingers to hide a grin. "Just because one typically does something one way, does not mean he must always do so. I will sweep the legs out from under them with unusual tactics, and then hammer them when they least expect it. Such are the ways of any conflict." He stands up and downs the last of his tea. "A good evening to you, Sosuke-san. I look forward to our travels together."
The heavyset man wanders off into the street as the drizzle fades away, giving you only the barest of moments to give your own farewell, and you are left alone with half a cup of tea and a near full plate of crackers. You get the feeling you've just been taught a valuable lesson today. You make a mental note to remember it.
[] Finish your tea and crackers.
[] Head off elsewhere. You're no longer thirsty.
[] Write in.