The Day of Thunder

Just as well; Otaku can appreciate a finely tuned human instrument as much as the next person, but Ranmaru is way too young for her. Among other impediments. Nursing her herbal drink in both hands, she glances up and to the side and acknowledges his presence with a nod and slight smile, not noticin...

"Being a warrior is admirable, certainly," Ayako allowed. "I don't know about displaying my 'strength', as you call it, though." She tapped her heavy breastplate. "My own sensei would not approve of going into battle without armor." "Are Dragon ways so different? Do you not have armor there?" "Cert...

When Ranmaru looked over, he was overwhelmed with joy. So far in this journey, he had struggled to find a man who pleased him. Too crass, too odd, too tainted by women... Well, this Crane was a little effeminate but that did not mean that he could not be swayed from it. Because above all else, there...

In so peaceful a setting, Ranmaru felt comfortable enough to bare his chest. Well, he didn't need much of a reason to. He admired his reflection, taking extra care to poke his bulging biceps and slick back his hair. Perhaps soon he could develop some sort of new technique to calm the mind through su...

Otaku crouches comfortably on her heels near the front of the growing group, hands wrapped around a steaming mug of hot liquid which she sips occasionally. She seems largely content to listen and observe the hubbub. Lingering next to a woman so small both amused and worried the mighty Ranmaru. Alth...

Ranmaru's eyes lit up. "Seiyūdō* is not so simple as a state of undress. It is a matter of principle for a man to display his strength." To accentuate his point, he bared his chest again for a moment before righting his clothing again. "But let's not get distracted. A man's purpose in this world is ...

During the debate, Ranmaru looked around awkwardly. It really seemed more like a clan matter... At the end of it, though, he couldn't resist giving his honest thought. "Maybe the cure is about mindset. And if it is, then my path could be the way to strengthen men past it." He shook his fist in the a...

Ranmaru shrugged. "I'm pretty sure they tried everything anyone could. Never mentioned any portals though, just that it ran off. Took some lives too."

"Nasty creature, based on what they said. Split in half, one part died and the other ran away. Was nigh impervious to everything supposedly. Arrows, swords, even a boulder." Ranmaru shrugged. "I would like to chalk it up to hysterics but they all collaborated the story."

Ranmaru, being the nosy man he was, peeked over to see what frivoloties Satsuki would have brought. There didn't seem to be a vast array of useless things, though, so he leaned back and regarded the other two once more. "My journey was peaceful enough. The Crab encountered one of those monsters." Hi...

Ranmaru's brow creased as he thought about the essence of womanhood. It was true that he did not live a life of a woman and would not deign to learn more about their bodily experiences. However, if women were so wrong that they needed a man to guide them... "I wouldn't say men have to know a lot abo...

Ranmaru looked over and then up. Huh... This woman didn't seem to be Doji or Shinjo. As one might expect, he did feel slightly self-conscious about his size in comparison. However, he also had constantly told his shorter peers that it was not their height that mattered but the size of their... spiri...

Tai keeps walking, seeming for a long moment as if she'll ignore the ridiculous boy. Finally..."Ain't you a been dropped on your head too often to be let out on your own?," she says in the same slightly shocked tone. In her usual growl she adds, "like there's an age limit on words...what sort of id...

"Yep. If it's corrupted fog, well...been breathin' it for a while now so we're a bit fucked." "Aren't you a bit matronly to be cursing like that?" Ranmaru asked, less accusatory and more shocked. "But yeah, there's not much for us to do at this point. I'd say the greatest danger is not the fog itse...

"Then maybe you should ask her. I'm sure she'd give lots of good advice on how to be a proper lady for a good pair of men." Ranmaru smiled, confident that she wouldn't be so happy about that suggestion. But really, nowhere in his code was pettiness banned. Once he was inside the tent, he plopped on ...

"I hope whatever you make is as good as my mom's." Ranmaru glanced around idly, thinking on the nature of their so-called family. "The Crab brought a lot of their people. What about ours?"

This was a different sort of awkward then Ranmaru was used to. He hasn't even listed out his philosophy yet. "What do you have?" he asked. "Oh and warm is so mild." Handling the heat was decidedly masculine... Unless it was while smithing a sword? But women often got more cold... So it was a man's t...

"I wonder why not all of the siblings attended then." Ranmaru shrugged; it wasn't so important to him. "I will need to introduce myself to this Genji someday."

"Then again... I would guess that the greatest men were in attendance." Ranmaru nodded along to himself. If he could convince them to embrace his ways...

Ranmaru crossed his arms as he listened to all this. At some point, he glanced down and decided to puff up his chest a bit.

"The Winter Court? Seems like a big hassle to me..."