The Day of Thunder

Nozomi took one last look at the two of them and nodded. "I will remember your story," she said as she motioned for the others. Hopefully now that Nao and Ai were somewhat healed, they could get them out of here. The fact that it was a legitimate miracle that Ai was alive at all, it dawned on her bu...

Early Night - Day 8: War Camp

Starting up some open interactions in the aftermath of Thunder.

Nozomi collapsed in a heap as the adrenaline wore off. Unlike almost everyone who was present, she was barely hurt by her experiences. It wasn't her place to put her life in harm's way. She was only there to witness the end, the bravery of those who had. As she collapsed, she felt herself shake and ...

Nozomi had some shit to work out of her system. And she was going to work it out by pounding it out of the systems of the denizens of Yume-jigoku that were interfering with the escape of the samurai and the thunders in particular who she was escorting. She was trying very hard not to look too gleefu...

It was all happening so fast. Nozomi couldn't take it anymore. She bolted forward as Dai Lu began the final action, flashing her a sad smile of gratitude. "Farewell little teacher," she whispered under her breath. Someone would have to pick up the slack now, it seemed. She'd worry about it later. Ra...

"I can think of few stories the libraries would want more..." She looked at her friend forlornly and smiled. It was a somber, sad thing. "They will try to tell one of those tales, but while I have hope, old friend. We both know the reality. However... I will make sure that the story told of him is ...

Her eyes widened with shock as one, then two fell. She barely knew Ai, and deep down the idea of telling her father that she had died was not something she relished. That she'd died well, defending reality, it didn't matter. She wasn't able to accept the inevitability, not the way she had been when ...

An arrow flew out of nowhere destroying one of the effigies. Kai tipped his head to Nozomi as he moved to another vantage point. Nozomi returned the gesture and continued to move along the path. It was, honestly, reassuring to have a bowman around at her back. She preferred up front and personal co...

Honestly? It was hard to hear her good friend refer to the... thing that had once been her husband as 'Demonfucker.' However, after this many years of knowing Matsu and her rather... aggressively uncouth way of speaking, Nozomi had mentally prepared herself for the possibility. She winced, seeing th...

"We never had a choice in the matter before. We'll do it now. And one day... they might still remember our names, but they'll get all the details wrong." She smiled to herself. "I ... will remind them as long as I can that he fought to the bitter end." "I dunno, someone might write this stuff down,...

Though she could not be involved in the fight herself, Nozomi stood back and watched as the Thunders fought and attempted to remove the chaff that would threaten them through the fight, so that they could focus on what was left of the man who had been her husband. She folded her arms into the sleeve...

tag "Fun, hell, about damn time you kids stepped up!" He grinned through the pain, then, still cradling to little Nezumi, gave his old friend a nod. "I reckon you'll get it done. All of you." "We never had a choice in the matter before. We'll do it now. And one day... they might still remember our ...

He managed a half-smile. "So. As the oldest of the damn kids going into that mess, look after the little ones, hm?" "I have a few tricks up my sleeve to give them support. Most likely in ways they never imagined," she said, smirking a little sadly. "I certainly plan to look after them in your stead...

His tone was firm. "To make it happen, if need be." She nodded once, grimly. True, she strongly suspected that her ability to involve herself was nothing more than supportive, but she didn't say anything as she heard the sound of the spear and glanced in Wu Zhe's direction, waiting to see what he n...

This? This at least Nozomi understood. Taking out monsters in the middle of the city streets brought out a side of her from the old days, one that was ready to do whatever it took. She could handle destruction, and almost a little gleefully waded into the task of fighting the effigies, striking at o...

"It's a good strategy," Nozomi could admit while her gaze turned back to the others, her head cocking very slightly. "Be ready to improvise. He will almost certainly be able to see around some strategies. The ... thing will have his knowledge."

The quiet him became a gentle wind, cool and refreshing, the briefest of respite before the fury of hell itself. It fled as fast as it arrived, and as it left, the faint vitality clinging to the little teacher went with it, the light fading as he closed his eyes. The man once known as Shinsei is no...

Mid Morning Roll (23, Success)

Late Morning Roll (18, Failure)
Damage Taken: 17 (-1 Reduction, Void point to reduce by 10. 6 Damage taken.)

"You're probably better at it", Norikage admitted. Well, less distracted by here rear end, anyway. He bowed. "I'll leave it to you., but...is your friend alright?" He said, asking after the Nezumi. "She's tired. I think she dug deep for those blessings..." Nozomi, looking spent, made her way over t...

"Thank you, Little Teacher," she responded. She sighed and shook her head, glancing at Ai with the saddest, most sympathetic look on her face. "You will all start calling me that, won't you?" She almost hoped she didn't survive the day. She could not express how painful that title might be. "Very w...