(Day 9, EE) Hog in the Fog (Khulun's Tent, Closed)

[Moto Khulun]

“You’re crazy,” she says with a shake of her head.

“There is no rush, hopefully you will have many nights together till you are both old and wise, surrounded by children and grandchildren. Old man Butaj, giving wisdom to his kin and guidance to the youth; I can see it.”

“Big beard old man, yep that will be you.” She says and adds, “Soon we shall all scatter it will be strange. Many of us will go new families, I am not sure I am ready for such change.”

[Moto Butaj]

He laughs at her vision, but nods solemnly when she confides in him. "It's a difficult change and Butaj feels the same. We don't even know how much can be preserved and how much can be given up once our names change. But Butaj thinks that the Unicorn need it, for us to spread out across the East, like seeds of blown dandelion. This land was without us for so long that it has lost Lady Shinjo's story. They've grown rigid, stifling their passions, repeating same mistakes, looking to their feet rather than to the horizon. We'll shake them up whenever we go. We shall scatter to change them at their homes. Only when we change their hearts there will they accept our kin here as the part of this land. Or so Butaj thinks. He will teach his Asako children to love the open plain and the starlit sky. He will teach them to ride and to listen to their hearts. He will ask the Phoenix why they don't go out north to find new ways to the Burning Sands through where the Yobanjin live. Butaj will ask them questions no one has asked them before. If we stay here, we change only our spouse. If we go out, we change many more. Lady Shinjo was never... has never been... afraid to go out." He pauses solemnly. "And when we go all those places and meet all those people, we may find a way to set her free."

[Moto Khulun]

“We will save her, if not today then one day. I have no doubt, and we shall do so with no darkness at our side,” she says more with hope than certainty.

“We will be like ambassadors, bringing our ways to them and we can teach our children our ways and their ways, and they will be better for it. They in turn will share those ways and in time the Empire changes just as the Unicorn changed over the years.”

“Thank you, I had not really thought of it in that way. Teach them how to make some proper kumis, first of all.”

[Moto Butaj]

Butaj smiles broadly. There were few people who understand him better than her, who listen to him with the same open mind and heart. Khulun is dear to him, and there is no moment he realises it more acutely than now. He pulls her into a close, firm embrace again. "I will." He says quietly, miraculously dropping the third-person address. "And you teach them too, so when I will come visit we will not run out."

[Moto Khulun]

She is shocked by the second embrace but not so much that she does not reciprocate and then pulls back and bonks him on the head with her knuckles and adds with a smile, “Just don’t go soft on me!”

[Moto Butaj]

He nods with a broad smile, not minding the bop. "Butaj has to play something then!" He releases her and scoots off to grab his fiddle, then begins to play.

(Bortu, since Khulun uses a Bortu avatar)

[Moto Khulun]

Khulun enjoys the music and then gets up and dances in the small space with a gyration of hops and the movement of hands to the music.

OOC: Dance: 3d10 22

[Moto Butaj]

Butaj enjoys seeing her dance, and laughs and cheers as she does, continuing playing. He will until she decides to stop.

[Moto Khulun]

Butaj enjoys seeing her dance, and laughs and cheers as she does, continuing playing. He will until she decides to stop.

She collapses into her furs laughing after much dancing and says, “I will miss all of this, I am happy and sad at time. But more happy for you, it is known.”

[Moto Butaj]

"I think that the life after we get married may be fun an exciting too." Butaj comments through laughter, heaving. Little do they know how fate will play them to be in the same Clan again.

/scene