The Day of Thunder

Ryoshun Nao wrote: ↑

Wed Nov 08, 2023 7:21 pm

"That's for her to decide." Nao nodded. "We aren't here to intrude. We want to help."

Kumori nodded in support and agreement.

Doooom comes for us all.

Norikage and Kumori heard the screams in the village and were among the first to rush onto the scene… What they saw was alarming… ——— D5 LE, Patients, Initiative | 6k3 ⇒ 23 D5 LE, Patients, Investigation/Perception | 4k3 ⇒ 18 Initiative 23 ATN: 25/31* (*If I’m higher Initiative or they are Corrupted...

Kumori arrived just behind Nao and gave each of her cousins a nod of greeting.

Kumori stood firm. “Like I said… It your choice. I know who I am and why I am here. You can choose to accept the help or deny it… I will fight for the Empire either way.” She shrugged, “I do not find you distasteful… I do not offer insult… Or call you a ‘fool’ as you called me. I speak to you as one...

Akutou's one, and he touches the brim of his hat with a deep inclination of his head to her. Afterward, he yawns extravagantly and muses "So, saw th' note on th' pole. What's th' game?" “I’m not too sure myself… A bit of self-reflection and… Guidance I suppose.” She said. “I hope you are well.”

Kumori was also present… Concern was on her features.

She had no need for healing… not of the physical kind.

The only healing she could hope for was in the bonds of the people here.

“Perhaps we stumble blindly because you refuse the light of the Heavens in your efforts…” Kumori said calmly. “I know your Lord… I know of his respect for the Heavens… I know his Loyalty, and Courage, and Duty, and all of it… And I know from where it comes.” She said. “This fight is to be led by tho...

Everything about this woman screamed distrust and disrespect towards her and Sora. The image of her own mother easily slid over the tied up brown hair that wouldn’t even look at them as she spoke. The words were the same words she would speak… the attitude the same. Kumori nodded… though Makime was ...

Kumori walked alongside Sora into the camp early that morning.

Her thoughts flowed this way and that as they often did… but she was confident things would flow in the proper way.

Kumori was also here. She looked around the gathering and nodded greetings to those who met her gaze.

I remember Tadaka being a badass in the Fu Leng fight in the books. Lasting longer than anyone… Toturi watching Tadaka fight and that energizing him to stand up and do the deed.

But… It’s been a long while since I read any of that.

“Those chumps can go to hell.” She replied with a smirk.

Everyone needs one tainted/evil anti-hero helping them kill a champion of Jigoku.

“Fight like Tadaka.”

“And there are better ones too…” She said with a firm jaw.

“I fight it… because it’s in there more than I want it to be.” She replied.

She smiled softly, “Just don’t let me become my mother…”

Her face was still slightly blistered and reddened from the fires of Yume-do.

“Sure. If it will help.” She nodded.

“Let me know if you need me in the morning…” She said with a nod.

“I don’t think I get to run away from responsibility anymore.”

I think Genji lived to be like 200+ years in canon.

So prime of life for Tokiwa!