[x] Accept his offer.
"All right," you say. "It sounds interesting."
"Then please follow me," Shirou says before turning around and walking away.
You follow after him, and he leads you back toward the side entrance you used to enter the temple in the first place. You must admit you find it a little odd that you're actually leaving the monastery in order to pray, but you figure Shirou has to know what he's doing. He's the monk, after all, and he lives here.
He takes you quite a ways from the temple, slogging through the ever-dampening ground. The earth is mostly rocky soil, but even still mud forms. It is difficult to walk through, and outside of Shinden Osano-wo the rain seems to be coming down even harder. You can barely see more then thirty feet ahead of you.
Lightning flashes overhead, and thunder resounds soon after. Silhouetted by that brief light, Shirou stops. He turns to you and spreads his arms wide.
"We who follow the example of the Fortune Hida Osano-wo do not pray to him for strength," he says, speaking so that he might be heard over the downpour. "For to do so admits that we are too weak to follow in his path." He turns around; arms still extended, and looks toward the sky. "No! We scream to the Fortune when he exerts his power, asking he test us!" The monk slips out of the tops of his robes, revealing a toned, scarred body rippling with tightly corded muscle. "Look upon me, Osano-wo! This is the body I have spent fifteen years perfecting, following your path! Throw your strength against me! I am not afraid!"
Your eyes are wide, and you take an involuntary step away from Shirou. This was how the monks prayed to the Fortune of Fire and Thunder? By daring him to strike them down with lightning? At first glance, the idea seems to be born of madness.
And yet, thinking about it, the notion makes total sense. The monks train their bodies; strive for mastery of their physical forms, in order to follow in the footsteps Osano-wo left behind before he ascended to the Heavens. What better way to prove their devotion than to pit their strength and resolve against the Fortune whose lessons they wished to emulate?
Shirou stands there, his arms outstretched, yelling at the sky. You can't help but feel like you're viewing something personal, looking in on another man's devotion to the path he has chosen. You shake yourself, and scowl. You will not let yourself be frightened, not when this monk stands ready. You move to his side and outstretch your own arms.
"Hida Osano-wo," you whisper, wishing this to be more private than Shirou's shouting toward the heavens. "I have faced many trials in my short life, and I expect I will face many more. I will confront them as best I can, living in the example you and your father have set for my Clan." You pause, taking a moment to steel yourself. "I am the wall. I will not fail."
The world erupts in a blinding flash as lightning hits the ground not five feet from where you stand. The shockwave takes you off your feet, and for a brief moment that seems to stretch into forever, you feel weightless. In this moment of infinity, where the flow of time seems to have slowed, you see everything.
You see Shirou flying through the air next to you, pained exhilaration showing on his face, and you see the raindrops as the fall, like crystals frozen in time. Between those drops is arcing electricity, creating a tapestry of power and majesty. Lightning dances between the water droplets as they fall, between the air and the ground. It even courses between you and Shirou, connecting you with the monk.
And in the space between the lightning and the rain, between the blinding flash and the boom of thunder, you see a giant of a man looking down on you from atop a mountain. He is huge and barrel chested, with arms as big as your legs. His expression is stern, judging, but not harsh. With eyes alight with fire he gazes down at you, and just before you hit the ground you think you see him give you the slightest of nods.
And then time speeds up again, and all you can feel is pain. You cringe and clutch at your arms, and you know they are burned. Steam rises from your clothes, and you can already feel bruises forming on your back from your rough landing. You barely hold back a cry of pain as you twist around, moving as much as you can with your muscles cramped and your body locked up. You're having trouble even opening your eyes.
After a few minutes, you finally manage to get some control over yourself. You sit up slowly, taking care not to aggravate your injuries, and open your eyes. Shirou is sitting a few feet away, his eyes wide with a combination of excitement and fright.
"The Fortune of Fire and Thunder sent us a mighty test indeed!" he cries as he stands. He offers you a hand. "He must have felt we were worthy of his attention, to strike at us so closely!"
"It seems so," you say through clenched teeth, fighting through the pain as you let Shirou have you to your feet. "I must admit I'm not used to such rough prayer."
"Normally the lightning does not strike so close," Shirou says, smiling wide. "But we have survived it, and proven our strength to the Fortune!"
"That we did," you say. "But now, I think we've earned ourselves some food and rest."
"I would agree, Sosuke-sama," Shirou says.
You both walk back to the temple, wincing all the while. You will hurt in the morning, you are certain of that. You will likely hurt for the next few days as your body recovers from the ordeal you put yourself through. Osano-wo's attention, it seems, is a rightfully powerful thing to experience.
As you move through the doors, you think back to that image you saw just before you hit the ground. Of a huge, muscled man standing atop a mountain looking down at you. Could that have been Osano-wo himself? Did the Fortune reveal himself to you, if only for the briefest of moments?
No, you think. That can't be. I'm letting pride cloud my memory. The very thought is ridiculous.
And yet… What if it isn't? What if you really did see Osano-wo in that moment between the flash of lightning and the boom of thunder? What if you did gaze upon the son of Hida himself, and he looked back at you?
You aren't sure what to think of that.
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Sosuke has taken 24 Wounds. He has 54 Wounds remaining. He is currently in the Nicked Bracket, and will take +3 to the TN of all rolls while he at this level of injury. You may, however, spend a Void Point to have negated 10 of the damage he incurred from the lightning strike.