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sunshineverse2015-04-10 03:08 pm
heartofthestorm) wrote in sunshineverse2015-04-10 03:08 pm
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Who: Kirigi Yamata, Kuzuryu Ashiko, Kirigi Kouran, and Closed
Where: A small village, Land of Grass
When: Shortly after midnight, February 13th
It was late by the sensibilities of any human that lived and worked on any sort of diurnal schedule, but not so late that Yamata thought it unforgivable to wake Kouran given the circumstances. She had known of his intentions when he had left early the fortnight for the village's information sweatshop to seek out information regarding the Kuzuzyu she had come by in the market earlier that day. While he had given his sister no specific time to expect him back, before the wee hours of the morning would have been a reasonable guess, making him well within the unspoken time limit when he crossed the threshold of the inn where they were staying, and with company they had spent the better part of five years searching for.
It couldn't wait. While neither party had had any intention of taking their leave of the village immediately, he had insisted that it simply could not wait until morning. It was partially due his own excitement that the two should finally meet after all these years, to reveal to Ashiko with certainty and immediacy that he had not been the only survivor of the royal family, and partially due to a conscious desire to impress upon Ashiko that, as a Kuzuryu, she had lost far from everything near twenty years ago when the die had been cast and the snakes had converged on the royal palace. That was an especially important point if he was to see her return to her rightful place at his side, a matter he had given more than a little thought to since Kouran's revelation that Ashiko had come into a "danna-sama".
It was a specific series of careful raps presented the door that would see Kouran's blade ease if she was any degree wary of the presence on the other side of the door. Turning his eyes to Ashiko, he paused.
"Are you ready?"
The hint of a rare smile playing on his lips that suggested that he did indeed know something she didn't know.
Where: A small village, Land of Grass
When: Shortly after midnight, February 13th
It was late by the sensibilities of any human that lived and worked on any sort of diurnal schedule, but not so late that Yamata thought it unforgivable to wake Kouran given the circumstances. She had known of his intentions when he had left early the fortnight for the village's information sweatshop to seek out information regarding the Kuzuzyu she had come by in the market earlier that day. While he had given his sister no specific time to expect him back, before the wee hours of the morning would have been a reasonable guess, making him well within the unspoken time limit when he crossed the threshold of the inn where they were staying, and with company they had spent the better part of five years searching for.
It couldn't wait. While neither party had had any intention of taking their leave of the village immediately, he had insisted that it simply could not wait until morning. It was partially due his own excitement that the two should finally meet after all these years, to reveal to Ashiko with certainty and immediacy that he had not been the only survivor of the royal family, and partially due to a conscious desire to impress upon Ashiko that, as a Kuzuryu, she had lost far from everything near twenty years ago when the die had been cast and the snakes had converged on the royal palace. That was an especially important point if he was to see her return to her rightful place at his side, a matter he had given more than a little thought to since Kouran's revelation that Ashiko had come into a "danna-sama".
It was a specific series of careful raps presented the door that would see Kouran's blade ease if she was any degree wary of the presence on the other side of the door. Turning his eyes to Ashiko, he paused.
"Are you ready?"
The hint of a rare smile playing on his lips that suggested that he did indeed know something she didn't know.