The Day of Thunder

“I’m glad Genji made it out… I don’t think Aunt Kinsen would forgive the universe if Genji doesn’t make it out of here.” She said with a touch of mirth and relief in her voice. “I’ve missed you these past few days… but I’ve enjoyed your music… your words… and your deeds.” She said with warmth. “I’m ...

She turned her head and smiled softly at the sound of her cousin’s voice.

“As well as any of us can hope for this past week.” She replied.

“How about yourself? I heard you were in quite the fight late last night.”

An EM in the baths getting ready for Doooooooom. (D6)

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And things being as they are... with the end very near.

I will throw out a reverse to anyone who may want to speak before the end.

The events of the last night had prevented Kumori from going to bed fully refreshed... The next two days were bound to be the worst she had ever experienced. But this morning... there was a moment to be cleansed of all the anxiety and worry... Just the water and the heat to keep her company in her n...

It’s a new session!

More meat grinding!

She flushed as his lips parted from hers and she nodded as she gazed into his eyes.

“Only the good kind of worry though…”

Kumori arrived at the gathering… She was pleased to see Nozomi there. Standing up as she thought the woman would after Shinsei fell to the darkness… She stood near the woman and greeted her with a nod of affirmation. Whomever was chosen… Kumori was there to invite the blessings of the Heavens on the...

I hogtied some villagers…

Took 0 wounds…

Used 0 VP…

I stepped up?

“You don’t need to worry about me.” She said with a smile as he drew her close.

“I can kick your ass… Which means I’m the one who needs to be protecting you.”

She saw herself in the future. The sun was shining through the trees, and she was walking along the coast. It felt like summer, with a warm breeze and the scent of salt and brine. She wore no particular mon, but no mask either, and she was bantering lightly back and forth with Norikage, who also wo...

Kumori closed her eyes and focused on the world around her…

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D5 Nozomi Thing, Meditation, VP | 6k5 ⇒ 35 (TN: 20)

Kumori doesn’t resist the wind spirits flight.

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I have GD and Lucid Dreaming.

Zhe observes the deteriorating mood and decides to step closer to the imperial princess for some quiet words ''Your highness.'' he bows ''While skepticism is wise in the face of the unknown, the aggression and open distrust exhibited can only help the enemy. Perhaps we should reduce our numbers her...

She had counted down the questions in her mind… Knowing this to be the last one Chuchu promised she asked.

“Is there anything you can give to us that will help accomplish these things?”

“Yes.” She replied with a nod. “Save the people… hinder the Darkness.”

She looked up, “And what of the Harbinger… I know the Thunders will fight the Champion. But she is sure to enter the field as well… How do we defeat her?”

Kumori turned to look at Akutou with concern as mutual understanding came to them at approximately the same time. “We have been told by the woman who helped the Darkness prepare the rituals that the people there were intended to be sacrificed to provide some sort of power to the Champion… And the Ha...

“All I have time for anymore is sincerity…” She said with a soft smile.

“I’ll go back to playing games if I’m still around in a week or so.”

Kumori nodded her head in agreement. “I understand them too. We are who we are. And we all have a role to play in this… each with our own skills and perspectives to bring to bear.” She paused for a moment. “And I trust that in the end… when everything is on the line… Those experiences will be necess...

She returned the gesture with a look of affection, “It’s your good heart I’m more concerned with…”

Kumori heard the conversation and spoke up. “I know it’s probably hard to believe for anyone who wasn’t there… But my cousin and I traveled to Yume-do and confronted the Harbinger over Chouri… She fought against the Harbinger to free herself from its control… She still bears its mark, no doubt, from...