The Day of Thunder

"Well, if you insist. Maybe someday a samurai will read this and take heart that even man who traveled to Hell can still get seasick."

Goju chuckled. "Don't worry. I wouldn't do that to you.' He draws a line through it. "I'm not against such things. I just figure you seem someone who prefers a more direct truth. And I believe people should be able to control their own Name."

When it came around to her. "Thank you Goju for organising all of this. I will not hold your past against you." Goju is shocked at first. Does she remember me? And then realized that she probably just dislikes anything to do with the Nezumi. Fair enough. He continues listening to the others. Anothe...

Goju spoke as he wrote, "Jiyo Sora, known for be a pillar of Compassion, ensured not a creature of the ocean would go hungry or a crewman bored as he sailed the sea."

Goju decided to partake in this. Of course, when you have your identity ripped from reality makes it hard to know yourself. Eventually, unable to decide which is his great fear, he puts a non-committal, you know who. But writes very nicely. Not feeling that people were impressed by his choice, Goju ...

Goju planned on waiting a little longer, but he heard Anjing's call and stood up. Deep breath. "I am Hisomu Goju. I admit I don't know if this is what Shinsei meant about building bonds, but I figured getting to know each other and our capabilites wouldn't hurt since we'll likely be fighting side by...

"Oh? Any good stories?" Goju wondered if he should write a book about Sora. The man seems to have lived quite a story.

Goju greeted those that came. He was more formal and a little awkward with the children of the Kami though. Except Genji. The last man he wanted to see here. And the one he wanted to see the most. He bowed probably lower and longer than he should have to hide his emotions. After he composing himself...

"Aye. Though if the worst we have to deal with a storm at sea or a two-headed shark, then I will be grateful."

Goju's MA meeting here.

*I might be a little slow posting between work and nephew(s?) are coming over to spend the night.

Goju sat at the spot his note pointed out. He had no idea if anyone would come, what to do when they got here, or if this was remotely close to what Shinsei meant.

Goju shrugs and speaks louder due to the increasing storm. "I don't know. I was drunk. I don't even know what I did." He looks around. "Trust me. There's scarier stuff than this." He tries to picture his crew doing their duties, ensuring the boat survives the storm.

Goju shrugs. "The worst I've faced out there so far has been death."

Goju regards her carefully. "I apparently offended one like you." The storm was a threat, but the shaman was a bigger threat in his eyes. Was she mocking him? Or did she not realize? She was smaller than most Nezumi? Could she be a young shaman? Of course, this was a dream. It could be a trick. Goju...

Goju watches the Nezumi, still unsure if it is friend or foe.

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"Probably better Matsu or Reo on that one. Though since joining the Spider, I've become a little better with a since of purpose."

Goju looks around and looks at the short Nezumi and realizes something. "This is a dream, but you are not a part of it. Who are you? Are the one who...?" Goju doesn't finish the sentence. Whether it is because of the pain or that he doesn't want the Nezumi to is a question he isn't 100% on.

So, Goju writes just that down. He can fluff it up *later if need be. Though he thinks that maybe this is why his dad never told the story that much. "Well, maybe that's why I'm here. The things I've smelled at sea has prepared me for this."

*Historical note: Goju forgets to fluff it up later.

A child, but still a shaman. Goju still considered them a threat, though he showed no aggression. "Aye. A storm is always coming." He still watched the way a mouse watches a cat.

Goju laughs at that. "That's only fair. Any suggestions for those of us who may have to commit our own epic feat of heroism?" Goju didn't think it would be him. But he thought it would be worth writing down.