[x] Sirrocco
Courtier Roll: 4k3=23
"It's not that I was really seeking enjoyment," you say. "I just wanted to see what the temple erected in honor of the son of Hida was like. It has certainly been an enlightening experience, I must say."
"Oh?" Yasuki Goro says before taking a bite of some fruit. "How so?"
"I spent some time learning from a monk named Shirou last night," you say. "And it has brought me to greater understanding, and greater respect, of what it means to be a monk. Their method of prayer was... not what I had expected. I admit I was impressed."
"You stood out in the storm last night?" the courtier asks, raising an eyebrow as he gives you a quizzical look. "You're lucky you didn't catch some kind of chill, doing that."
"So you know how the monks pray to the Fortune?" you ask, a portion of your surprise bleeding into your tone.
"I've met more than one monk of this temple before," Yasuki Goro says. "And seen them yell out in the middle of a thunderstorm encouraging Osano-wo to strike them." He shrugs. "It's brave, certainly, but I wouldn't do it myself."
"I'll admit it was… rough," you say. "Lightning struck quite close to us, and for a moment it was as if the world had slowed down. I could see energy coursing between the raindrops and the earth, creating a tapestry of power." You lower your voice, leaning in closer to your superior. "And as I flew through the air, I could see why the monks pray in this manner. What better way is there to experience the strength of their patron? To know for certain that he has taken notice of your efforts?" You lean back. "It is harrowing, but I find I respect them all the more for it."
You noticed as you fell silent that Yasuki Goro was looking at you closely, and you realize just how deeply you had gone into your vague retelling of your experience. It occurs to you that you might have been speaking just a tad too familiarly with your superior. You open your mouth to apologize…
"Good," Yasuki Goro mutters. "A little sparse on details, but still attention grabbing." He smiles. "We'll make a storyteller out of you yet, Sosuke-san! With a few weeks more practice I'm sure your tale will rouse even the hearts of the Dragon when the time comes."
You close your mouth with a near audible click. That was not the response you were expecting, but you certainly can't complain. And he's right, though you certainly hadn't intended to prove him so. You've gotten better at relating experiences in interesting ways, at telling stories. That means you've become better suited for Yasuki Goro's plan for you.
Which brings to mind another thought…
"Yasuki-sama," you say, taking care to choose just the right words for this. "I have been speaking with Shasa-san. She wishes to spend our travel time in improving herself for the mission, as you have been assisting me to do, but is concerned that she not impose upon one of your status."
"She does, does she?" Yasuki Goro says, leaning back with a frown. "That's a bit more initiative than I was expecting from her. A bit more care, as well."
"Would it be acceptable for her to come ask you for insight as well?" you ask. "Alternately, do you have any advice I might pass on to her on what she should do to prepare on her own?"
"Did she explain why exactly she wanted this?" Yasuki Goro asks, his expression neutral. Gone is the joviality of before, replaced by a mask of professionalism. He is looking at you intently, and you have to keep yourself from sweating under the man's gaze.
"She desires to be of use in the coming discussions," you say, maintaining your composure. "And wishes to learn more of the courtier's art." You come in close and lower your voice. "She does not wish to impose upon you, though. But I think she might benefit our mission if she had training in diplomacy, as well as a better idea of her place in the coming negotiations."
"I had originally just planned for her to be a body guard," Yasuki Goro says. "And perhaps have her use her kenjutsu skills to ingratiate with the Mirumoto a bit, as well as use her beauty as a distraction where I could." He cups a hand under his chin. "But she's shown a decent amount of drive speaking thus with you on this matter, as well as tact by recognizing her place." He stays silent for a few seconds, mulling it over before dropping his hands. "I will have to think on this, but at first glance it appears this idea might be workable."
"I thank you for your consideration, Yasuki-sama," you say, bowing in your seat. "Whatever you decide will assuredly be for the best."
"No thanks are necessary," the courtier says, waving a hand. "Besides, you've certainly given me some interesting things to think about. That is always a boon during these long trips." He stands up, a smile returning to his face. "In any event, you had best get ready. We will be leaving in an hour or so."
He nods once to you, and then walks away toward his room. You quickly tear into what remains of your meal, filling up on the wholesome food. That discussion had been… tense. It had been like the brokering of an agreement, or something very close to it. You're not entirely certain if it ended favorably, but Yasuki Goro did not appear offended. If anything he seemed thoughtful. That has to be a good sign, right?
You hope so, anyway.
You sigh as you set your chopsticks down on your empty plate. This whole deeper discussion thing is something you're still very unused to. The pitfalls and traps are so hard to maneuver around, and you've not even spoken with members of other Clans yet! But even still, you think you're making good headway toward understanding it all.
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