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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 6:33 am
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 9:18 am
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2018 11:20 am
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2018 7:32 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2018 9:41 am
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2018 3:58 pm
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2018 7:58 pm
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2018 9:20 pm
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2018 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2018 10:16 am
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(My apologies for the delay/slow post time, it's been a very chaotic week for me)
Mokuami saw that Chiharu had also made the shot. He would gulp silently.
Walking back the rest of the distance, he lifting one hand over his brow to peer at the target, now at the maximum reliable distance a yumi bow is expected to hit.
He would nock an arrow, inhaling and exhaling. A drop of sweat would run down his forehead, and the Scorpion would lift an arm to wipe it away before readjusting his Crane mask. He does look visibly spent from his efforts ((i.e., out of void points)), before placing both hands back on his weapon. He peered over to where Michiko stood near Ayame, and gave his cousin a forced lighthearted smile and a soft chuckle. Michiko only glared in response.
"Okay, Mokuami, you can do this," he would say to himself, trying to pep himself up as he once more readied his shot. "Do it for her, do it for her, do it for her, do it for her..."
Gritting his teeth, he would let out a kiai shout before loosing his arrow...
Result: 15 vs TN 30
The arrow missed the target by a fairly wide margin, not even hitting the tree and disappearing into the brush.
"DAMNIT!" he immediately shouted in response. Michiko sighed and rested her fingers against her face in frustration. Sugimoto would remain indifferent. "Er... I mean, it's your shot, Chiharu koibi... I mean...Doji-san..."
Chiharu, one more hit will make you the definitive victor!
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2018 7:18 am
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2018 3:54 pm
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2018 10:16 am
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"I... suppose that's one way of looking at it..." Mokuami would respond, bowing his head in return, though his expression was a bit more off-put. "Thank you for the match, Doji-san..." he would say after she landed her last shot.
Upon Ayame's proclamation, Chiharu's friendly air kami would whirl around her as if enthused by the imperial's words, starting at her feet and encircling her repeatedly until it worked its way up to her hair, before flying off to go play with the weird air-stick thingies its human friend put into that tree.
"Sugimoto, it's up to you. Win this," Michiko instructed the feline-masked bushi. He would nod his head.
"Come," he would say to Tsuyoshi, speaking for the first time in a deep voice. He would turn, not waiting for the Crane to acknowledge him, walking a bit of distance to put some distance between the iaijutsu duel and the imperial. Perhaps a little more distance than what was standard for safety, but not too much more. If Tsuyoshi followed, the man would kneel down, and start unbuckling his armor.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2018 7:21 pm
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Tsuyoshi returned the bow, smiling quite happily at the triumph of his clanmate. "Masterfully done, Chiharu-san. An admirable performance on your part as well, Bayushi-san." After all, being doubly-pleased by their victory was hardly an excuse for ill manners, and he'd done much better with a bow than Tsuyoshi suspected he might have. And it was fine contest, as much as archery could be, to raise the samurai's spirits. It almost made him forget what was coming next.
He turned to the third Scorpion, offering a nod of- hey, he was already turning away? Determined not to be left too far behind, the Crane took long strides until he could follow at a respectable few-paces behind, rather than looking like he was lagging. He'd pause a moment, watching the other kneel, before realizing that he WAS wearing armor too, and that was supposed to come off before these, wasn't it?
Well then, he'd follow the example and place his own carefully aside, and his other weapon.
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2018 8:57 pm
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With his back turned towards the others, Sugimoto would speak lowly so only Tsuyoshi would hear.
"First off, I hold you no ill will, Crane-san. As a former soldier of the Lion, I'd hold you in higher esteem than the Scorpion any day," he'd say. "I find Michiko's attempt to win over your imperial simply to acquire your lodging very distasteful. She doesn't seem to care that your dishonor in this regard would probably end in the three cuts."
Removing his armor now, he'd start with his bracers next. "Even though I'm the last surviving child of my parents, I was traded off to the Scorpion in some sort of arrangement. Centuries of service from my family, struck meaningless. However..."
The last of his immediate armor removed, save for his helmet and lion mask, Sugimoto would begin to pull his arms from his sleeves. His musculature definitely was reminiscent of a Lion soldier, though his torso was apparently spared any battle scars. Despite his deep voice, he was still a young man, Tsuyoshi's age - he probably did not have the opportunity to earn any glory to his name during the Destroyer War.
"However, even though my heart is that of a Lion, I am still a loyal soldier - just to a new lord now. I will do what it takes to attain victory in my service to her. I will not hold back, even to you, Crane-san."
Letting the top half his kimono hang loose over the back of his obi, he would turn to face Tsuyoshi.
And he would bow to him in preparation, not speaking another word.
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