"Powerless s'far as hittin' the bell, but it punched my eardrums just fine," Tsuyo says with a grin, shifting a bit to face the ronin. Apparently festivities are good for running into wolves on World of Dreams.
"I'm guessing the monks aren't sleeping much tonight, no. One more reason to avoid heading tot those temples first thing in the morning. Good thing I hadn't planned on it." Box of noodles held in both hands, chopsticks tucked between fingers to poke out to one side, she offers a shallow, seated bow. "Hotaru Tsuyo, artisan in residence for a bit."
Firefly * Artist * Prosthetic leg * Tattoos * Wealthy * Explosive
Honor: Expected * Glory: 4 * Status: 1
Wearing a lovely kimono she'd brought just for the occasion and a splash of green nail polish as a little homage to her Noburu, Yamako scanned the skies for errant fireworks and a good viewing place for one as small as her.
She wandered, keeping her eyes and ears open.
(PM or ping if approaching.)
From her vantage point, a flash of purple caught her eyes and she looked in that direction very quickly.
It can't be...
Once her eyes focused, she realised it wasn't who she thought it was at first, however the person did look familiar. Plus she was doing much like Sumiko was, finding a good spot for a small person.
Well well, not the Unicorn I was looking for but one I know
"Powerless s'far as hittin' the bell, but it punched my eardrums just fine," Tsuyo says with a grin, shifting a bit to face the ronin. Apparently festivities are good for running into wolves on World of Dreams.
"I'm guessing the monks aren't sleeping much tonight, no. One more reason to avoid heading tot those temples first thing in the morning. Good thing I hadn't planned on it." Box of noodles held in both hands, chopsticks tucked between fingers to poke out to one side, she offers a shallow, seated bow. "Hotaru Tsuyo, artisan in residence for a bit."
It was returned with a very deep bow.
"This one is referred to as Hato when the need to mark a singular wave arises." she comments.
Her eyes did widen a bit at the Firefly's name though.
"Ah, this one has heard of Lady Firefly, this one believes. The night sky is Lady Firefly's gallery, her works as large as a house are they not?" she said, having heard the rumors of the asteroid artist.
Ronin
Glory: 2.0 || Honor: Honorless Dog || Status: 0.0
Equipment: Clothing, Wakizashi, Sidearm in gun belt, communicator, ashigaru armor
She waves off the 'Lady' "Hotaru-san's fine. We're not so fancy. Though I guess everyone gets a nickname in the news here and all." She nods as she scoops up more noodles, finishing the mouthful before replying. "Not all of 'em, but they're my focus these days. That shepherd moon 'round Tadaka's more like a...well a moon, you could fit old style palaces all over it."
A light *clang* creates a small pause, and a smattering of cheers. To be honest, most onlookers didn't seem to be taking sides and cheered every hit, along with the more impressive explosions up in the sky. "Nice shot. Pretty sure the showy ones miss by design since the hits don't need all that flourish on impact." She looks thoughtful. "I tend toward pretty focused explosives for the early stages of an installation, but adding more color to the charges and filming as we go is an interesting idea..."
Firefly * Artist * Prosthetic leg * Tattoos * Wealthy * Explosive
Honor: Expected * Glory: 4 * Status: 1
She waves off the 'Lady' "Hotaru-san's fine. We're not so fancy. Though I guess everyone gets a nickname in the news here and all." She nods as she scoops up more noodles, finishing the mouthful before replying. "Not all of 'em, but they're my focus these days. That shepherd moon 'round Tadaka's more like a...well a moon, you could fit old style palaces all over it."
A light *clang* creates a small pause, and a smattering of cheers. To be honest, most onlookers didn't seem to be taking sides and cheered every hit, along with the more impressive explosions up in the sky. "Nice shot. Pretty sure the showy ones miss by design since the hits don't need all that flourish on impact." She looks thoughtful. "I tend toward pretty focused explosives for the early stages of an installation, but adding more color to the charges and filming as we go is an interesting idea..."
Hato nods lightly.
"Lady..........Hotaru-san is most likely right. " Hato corrects herself. "This is not a war meant to be won and settled. It is a war where the brightest are remembered not for their impact, but for the beauty their short life brings to those watching."
Hato watches as a green rocket does a rather impressive corkscrew flight path, sparkling blue and red sparkles flying from it before it clangs a bell.
"Hotaru-san instead makes use of this force to bring forth beauty into existence that will last well beyond Hotaru-san's lifetime. Nobles gifts from Hotaru-san to all those who follow her, even if they will never meet."
Ronin
Glory: 2.0 || Honor: Honorless Dog || Status: 0.0
Equipment: Clothing, Wakizashi, Sidearm in gun belt, communicator, ashigaru armor
"Prettier than you?" She chuckles. "I remember him now and I highly doubt that. You have an exceptional pesonal style and so much energy that you just made my heart skip a beat." She playfully brings her hands over her heart. "Oh! It did it again!"
Hinata looked wide eyed over the yakitori stick in his mouth.
"Orrhhhhh noohhhhhhh!!!"
He quickly swallowed the bite he'd taken and started looking for his densai.
"I know a healing spell!!!! Don't collapse on me, Bayushi-sama!!!"
Crane Clan Idol Singer * Shugenja * Famous! * Rich * Small * Member of Usagi Drop! * Gullible * Dumb * Very Dumb
Status 1.0 * Glory 6.9 * Honour Exceptional
Has: Wakizashi, Densai, Communicator, EPT.
Kakita Stochastic Couturier Clothing: D4 LE, D7 LE
Sakura arrived in a fashionable Yukata, cherry pink with motifs of fireflies on it. She spotted a familiar figure, and approached, a personable bow in greeting. "Dai-san, greetings. Have you been well?"
Dai looked up as she approached, "Oh, hey... Hotaru-sama." That would still take getting used to, "Still breathin' so it can't be all bad." He offers a slight shrug and a grin.
Ronin • Gunfighter • Pirate Video • Urban Explorer • Wealthy: Sponsorship • Curiosity killed the cat
Status: 0 • Glory: 3.4 • Honor: Untrustworthy
Gear: Daisho, sidearm in gunbelt, holorecorders, densai, conelantern, can of White Wolf, ashigaru armor (where he can get away with it)
Dai looked up as she approached, "Oh, hey... Hotaru-sama." That would still take getting used to, "Still breathin' so it can't be all bad." He offers a slight shrug and a grin.
"Sakura, please, Dai." She smiled at him. "Just because I was lucky doesn't diminish the experiences we had." She glanced up at the fireworks. "Yeah, that's always a good start. Especially you and your delving obsession. How's the Desolation? Same old same old?"
Firefly * Bushi * Black Sheep * Ronin no more
Honor: Untrustworthy * Glory: 2.0 * Status: 1.0
Carries: Daisho, sidearm (when appropriate), communicator, purse, perfume (Tail 9)
Rei was there, wearing his nice greys, but with a nice Hare jacket pulled over it, the formal military apparel ending a little extra brightness to his usual attire. He waited casually, pale eyes shifting between watching the sky and watching the people, his expression set in its usual slightly insouciant smile.
Casually, he checked his comm unit, fiddling with it a moment before putting it away again.
Tenma leaned back a little near him, not exactly touching but able to feel his presence nearby, "I never liked fireworks as a kid. I don't think I ever told you that, you know."
Her voice was whimsical, thoughtful.
"Did you have a reason?" Before it would be one-sided, he confided in her as well, speaking quietly, his voice snuffed out to probably all except his spouse because of the fire cracking. "I am still rather terrified of squids."
Scorpion Bushi \m/ Metalhead \m/ Power Fiddler \m/ Stage Diving Beast \m/ Loafer \m/ Karmic 27 Club \m/ Her Shaggydawg
Status: 1 \m/ Glory: 2 \m/ Honor: Expected
AncestralPowerMorinKhuur(!!!), less important stuff like arms, blades and shells
"Sakura, please, Dai." She smiled at him. "Just because I was lucky doesn't diminish the experiences we had." She glanced up at the fireworks. "Yeah, that's always a good start. Especially you and your delving obsession. How's the Desolation? Same old same old?"
He shakes his head a little at the last question, "If anything it might be getting worse?" He brings out his densai and a datadisk - loading up the latest episode. With the noise of the fireworks the audio wouldn't be an option so he just skimmed forward until he found the Clicker and turned the tablet to face the Firefly, "Ran into this... lovely... beastie the last time through."
Ronin • Gunfighter • Pirate Video • Urban Explorer • Wealthy: Sponsorship • Curiosity killed the cat
Status: 0 • Glory: 3.4 • Honor: Untrustworthy
Gear: Daisho, sidearm in gunbelt, holorecorders, densai, conelantern, can of White Wolf, ashigaru armor (where he can get away with it)
He shakes his head a little at the last question, "If anything it might be getting worse?" He brings out his densai and a datadisk - loading up the latest episode. With the noise of the fireworks the audio wouldn't be an option so he just skimmed forward until he found the Clicker and turned the tablet to face the Firefly, "Ran into this... lovely... beastie the last time through."
Sakura frowned, her delicate features hardening. "Ow. That's not good. Last time I was in there, there were only some gaki, and even that was deep-ish. Course, haven't been since...you know." She felt awkward bragging about her new clanhood status, so just gestured vaguely. "I feel it in my bones that the spirits want revenge. I'm not risking it."
She let out a sigh. "Did you at least get some haul to come out even?"
Firefly * Bushi * Black Sheep * Ronin no more
Honor: Untrustworthy * Glory: 2.0 * Status: 1.0
Carries: Daisho, sidearm (when appropriate), communicator, purse, perfume (Tail 9)
Sakura frowned, her delicate features hardening. "Ow. That's not good. Last time I was in there, there were only some gaki, and even that was deep-ish. Course, haven't been since...you know." She felt awkward bragging about her new clanhood status, so just gestured vaguely. "I feel it in my bones that the spirits want revenge. I'm not risking it."
She let out a sigh. "Did you at least get some haul to come out even?"
"Some glimmerstone. But it was a special order for an Imperial. They paid for it with a new portable computer - so no complaints there."
Ronin • Gunfighter • Pirate Video • Urban Explorer • Wealthy: Sponsorship • Curiosity killed the cat
Status: 0 • Glory: 3.4 • Honor: Untrustworthy
Gear: Daisho, sidearm in gunbelt, holorecorders, densai, conelantern, can of White Wolf, ashigaru armor (where he can get away with it)
"Oooooh, fancy! Any new jobs lined up during court? It seems like a busy season."
"Now, now Sakura-sama you know I never kissed and told even before, well..." He gestures slightly at the mon. Loose lips could get one killed even in the best of times but there was significant differences in perception between talking shop to a follow ronin and providing sensitive information to what may be seen as a rival clan, "No offense of course."
Ronin • Gunfighter • Pirate Video • Urban Explorer • Wealthy: Sponsorship • Curiosity killed the cat
Status: 0 • Glory: 3.4 • Honor: Untrustworthy
Gear: Daisho, sidearm in gunbelt, holorecorders, densai, conelantern, can of White Wolf, ashigaru armor (where he can get away with it)
"Now, now Sakura-sama you know I never kissed and told even before, well..." He gestures slightly at the mon. Loose lips could get one killed even in the best of times but there was significant differences in perception between talking shop to a follow ronin and providing sensitive information to what may be seen as a rival clan, "No offense of course."
"None taken. And please, no sama. Just Sakura-san." She tried to smile innocently. "Always the professional. Always admired that about you. Well, I just hope you'll stay in one piece. I don't want any former acquaintances or friends hurt or dead, if possible." She let out a sigh. "Can you tell me at least whether you have met anyone interesting so far?"
Firefly * Bushi * Black Sheep * Ronin no more
Honor: Untrustworthy * Glory: 2.0 * Status: 1.0
Carries: Daisho, sidearm (when appropriate), communicator, purse, perfume (Tail 9)
Holorecorder out and aimed at the colourful explosions, occasionally zooming in at the bells when a shot got close, Nishi busies herself recording the festival, intently watching her screen instead of the sky.
Hinata looked wide eyed over the yakitori stick in his mouth.
"Orrhhhhh noohhhhhhh!!!"
He quickly swallowed the bite he'd taken and started looking for his densai.
"I know a healing spell!!!! Don't collapse on me, Bayushi-sama!!!"
Senshuken laughs out loud. What a performance! Or daftness? Whichever of the two.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm fine!"
"There is a friend waiting for me. Let's go find her!" She urges him and reaches for his hand to pull in case he us hesitant. She can't be late in meeting Sumiko.
Scorpion Clan * Courtier * Professional Racer * Kinda Famous * Kinda Infamous * Kinda Hotter Than Hell * Bayushi Shoju's Line
Status: 3, Glory: 2.4, Infamy: 1, Honor: Untrustworthy
Carries: wakizashi, sidearm and deflector fan in her gunbelt, communicator, holorecorder, fantasy fight deck, holoslates, personal seal, densai, conelantern, radio, headphones Bio
Rei was there, wearing his nice greys, but with a nice Hare jacket pulled over it, the formal military apparel ending a little extra brightness to his usual attire. He waited casually, pale eyes shifting between watching the sky and watching the people, his expression set in its usual slightly insouciant smile.
Casually, he checked his comm unit, fiddling with it a moment before putting it away again.
(expecting)
Fireworks festivals of any origin were often the best time to break out the traditional outfits, perhaps hit the stands where heimen merchants were ready to capitalize on samurai sentimentalism to sell them dango or have silly children's games and have them fish out minnows or dog-pilot toys. Mariko admittedly did have a nice kimono done with luminescent weave (remember when that was super trendy in the very recent past?). However, she did have a continued theme to maintain and this occasion wasn't different when it came to the meeting (was it a date?) up with Rei.
Fireworks festivals of any origin were often the best time to break out the traditional outfits, perhaps hit the stands where heimen merchants were ready to capitalize on samurai sentimentalism to sell them dango or have silly children's games hand have them fish out minnows or dog-pilot toys. Mariko admittedly did have a nice kimono done with luminescent weave (remember when that was super trendy in the very recent past?). However, she did have a continued theme to maintain and this occasion wasn't different when it came to the meeting (was it a date?) up with Rei.
Even if he hadn't expected her, Rei wouldn't have had any problem picking her out of the crowd. And this time it definitely was the right time and place.
Smiling, Rei pushed off of the wall he was leaning casually against. "Bayushi-san. Wow." He gave an appreciative shake of the head. "That dress makes those sleepless nights waiting for your text totally worth it." Rei joked, flashing her a quick grin.
Pulling out his pack of cigarettes, he shook one partially loose, offering it to her with raised eyebrows.
