[D5 EE] Final Rites (OPEN)

[Matsu Yurio]

Oh crap . . . not the Otaku . . .

Well, kitteh keeps his word. Off to find Iuchi Dong-ha he went.

[Iuchi Dong-Ha]

Dong-Ha was still sitting near the pyre, leaning his chin to his palm as he watched the fires soar towards the skies, undoubtedly carrying the immortal soul of the battle maiden with them. He sighed. At least he hadn't messed up this time.

[Seppun Hideo]

She frowns at him, confused, this was a funeral, surely a few tears were warranted? Still, she takes a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and delicately dries her eyes. Her lips pressed together in a line.

Hideo lowers his head, taking her frown as one of disapproval. "Forgive me for my words, I did not mean to offend."

[Ide Amaya]

Hideo lowers his head, taking her frown as one of disapproval. "Forgive me for my words, I did not mean to offend."

She hides the handkerchief away once more, "Nei, no offense has been given, Seppun-Sama."

[Seppun Hideo]

She hides the handkerchief away once more, "Nei, no offense has been given, Seppun-Sama."

Hideo nodded, giving her a small smile.

"That's good. Do you want another drink?"

[Matsu Yurio]

Dong-Ha was still sitting near the pyre, leaning his chin to his palm as he watched the fires soar towards the skies, undoubtedly carrying the immortal soul of the battle maiden with them. He sighed. At least he hadn't messed up this time.

"Ah Iuchi-san."

Yurio bowed.

"Do you have a moment?"

[Iuchi Dong-Ha]

Shaken from his reverie, Dong-Ha looked up (but not that high!) to find a familiar Lion before him. Scrambling up, he bobbed a hasty bow. "Matsu-san... yes?"

[Matsu Yurio]

"You looked like you needed some company. Do you have a drink?"

[Iuchi Dong-Ha]

"Uhh, not at hand, no. Didn't feel appropriate." he nodded at the crowd that had watched him send Chi-Pu into the netherworld. "Strange?" Dong-Ha asked, nodding at the roaring pyre.

[Otaku Imane]

The Miya raises her fan and gives a bow to the Matsu.

"Remember, the goal is to sell each other to the target. Hopefully soon you will have the Otaku woman eating out of your lap."

Mei turns and begins to approach Imane.

She bows to the woman.

"Good evening Otaku-sama. A toast, to your departed friend?"

She lifts her cup.

Imane's perfectly made up face turned to look down at the Miya. She did not recognise her but that hardly mattered.

"Thank you samurai-sama, that seems appropriate. Otaku Imane is my name."

She offered a polite smile and bowed from her seated position. The horse moved to allow her to better see her visitor. Her cup was empty and so she looked to see if sake or kumis was available for a refill.

[Togashi Udo]

Hiroji bows to the dragon when he approaches. "Indeed Udo-San. How are you holding up?"

"I am alive, Kaiu-san, so better than others, but not as well as I might have hoped. Perhaps in suffering no physical wounds, I suffered other wounds."

[Yasuki Tomonaga]

Having finished cleaning the cup to his satisfaction, Tomonaga once again fills it with some sake. "Hiroji-san and I were just talking about the bonds forged by battle. I... I can't say I understand, because I've never done that. Maybe I should say I think I see why her loss has such an effect..."

He offered the Dragon the cup.

[Togashi Udo]

Udo gladly takes the cup.

"If you had a long-standing business relationship with someone, I'd imagine it is much the same. It just happens faster in battle, as more is at risk."

[Matsu Yurio]

"Uhh, not at hand, no. Didn't feel appropriate." he nodded at the crowd that had watched him send Chi-Pu into the netherworld. "Strange?" Dong-Ha asked, nodding at the roaring pyre.

Yurio looked at the pyre.

"No. We burn our honoured dead now. After . . . . well we just do."

Not the best of starts.

"How are other things going?"

[Ide Amaya]

Hideo nodded, giving her a small smile.

"That's good. Do you want another drink?"

She shakes her head and presses the cup she had been given upon a passing servant. "Due respect has been given,
and this day has been tiring. I think I should like to rest some."