Kamaraderie, Konversation & Kumis (D5, EN, Kemuri's)

[Shinjo Kemuri]

Kemuri glanced at the man, studying him for a moment. He then nodded. "Good she should be happy."

He took a long drink. "I've also met with Usagi Tomoe and have gone hunting with Matsu Kogo."

[Moto Baatar]

Baatar laughed sharply at Butaj.

"A girl might choose a rotten fruit," he said scornfully. "But she would be sorry once she had a taste."

[Moto Butaj]

Sober Butaj might hold back. Butaj is not sober, however. He grins, meeting Bataar's gaze.

"Butaj didn't hear you clearly, kid. The voice is not too manly. Sounded like a bleating lamb to Butaj."

[Moto Baatar]

"Weak blood must have given you weak ears," Baatar retorted. "Shall I say it again louder, so you can hear?"

[Moto Butaj]

"Squeak louder, pheasants will come to mate with you." Butaj clicks his tongue.

[Shinjo Kemuri]

Kemuri looked between the two.

"You may as well settle whatever conflict you two have. Just don't spill blood."

[Moto Butaj]

"If this full-mouthed stripling wants to challenge Butaj to bariqu, here Butaj is."

[Moto Baatar]

"I've no need to challenge you," Baatar retorted. "Your buffoonery brings enough shame to the family name as it is, without adding another drunken fight to the tally."

[Moto Khulun]

Discord… the time was now. She.. ahem he made his final adjustments and everything was just so. Kumis was ready and hair was ready… wait… she needed more and rubbed some dirt on her face and now she was complete… ahem he was complete.

She bursts through the door, ahem he brusts through door in a jolly fashion and speaks in a rich… well it sounds rich to him deep voice, “Oh ho brothers… I bring the kumis!”

“Did I miss the party? Aha, who am I you might be asking… why I… I.. I am Moto Silvia, can you not tell by my mustache… must ask about my mustache. So we were saying about women and how much we like them… which ones?”

“Hah women not like us men… so… not like men, aha man stuff. I hear Baatar has the wiggly eye for Sayyeda Hotaru, did you bring her flowers? And you Butaj No-Beard, what girl have you tricked into your manly hands,” Silvia finishes.

OOC: Disguise/Acting: 2d10 13

[Shinjo Akil]

Akil sighed and shook his head at the arguments. Khulu....Silvia's appearance did at least crack a smile though. Best to let this play out as it will.

[Shinjo Kemuri]

Thank the Fortunes.

Kemuri looked at the newcomer. He didn't recognize him. But, he was happy for the interuption.

"Moto... Silvia-sama? Welcome!" he grinned broadly. "That, is an unbelievable mustache."

[Moto Khulun]

"Moto... Silvia-sama? Welcome!" he grinned broadly. "That, is an unbelievable mustache."

“It is the pride of my life, men who shave such glorious face hair are fools, silly… dumb… but I suppose handsome fools. The women they ooh and ahh and stroke my mustache,” she… ahem he says proudly.

“It is not even itchy… no… strong like Moto blood.”

[Shinjo Akil]

"Hey Silvia-sama," Akil called out, motioning him over. "Come, share a skin of kumis with me." He didn't actually recognize who the person was, of course, but this Silvia fellow seemed to have a good head on his shoulders, especially on his mustache opinions. Curses to his family not having a history of badass mustaches.

"Mind if I ask you something? I have something kind of weighing on me, and I'm not sure what to do about it."

[Moto Khulun]

“Silvia is your friend, speak and I shall give you both ears, Sayyed Akil,” he says heartily accepting the kumis.

“If only I had more ears to give!”

[Shinjo Akil]

He laughed a bit at the earnestness of this manly man, before nodding and taking a deep breath. "I... er.." another breath. "That is." He looks up to the sky, as if begging the Heavens for the right words. "How does one handle wanting to marry two women at the same time?"