[Match Observation] I Choose You! (D11, LM)

[Shinjo Hanashi]

A bit of a smile and handshake in return.

[Kitsu Takashi]

Takashi grimaces a bit when the Imperial selects Samai, but it's covered in part as he nods his head in acceptance. He glances around to see if anyone noticed his reaction, but finds that most everyone is in conversation or attentively watching the dais. He casually returns to doing so himself, though he keeps an eye out for any who might approach.

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[Usagi Tomoe]

Tomoe bowed to Monkhbaatar. I hope he and Tsukimi can end up together... she thought to herself. "I wish you the best today too, Monkh-san."

Imane chose Daisuke... well, she was happy for the Badger, but Tomoe stole a concerned glance into the crowd of men. Yuuru-kun... What will you do when your turn comes? Then the next Seppun chose Samai, something that didn't really concern Tomoe, and Hitako's turn came up. She felt the woman's words were perhaps a little... untasteful for the gathering, but at least she had not chosen Dong-Ha after he had told her he would not want that match. And she was glad that the popular opinion of giving Hanashi an Imperial wife had won over.

As an Imperial, he can live a good life. He deserves that much.

[Seppun Hitako]

Hitako noted that her chosen had immediately been approached by Butaj and was apparently friendly with him. That boded well - she had gotten along well enough with the Moto. She approached, but obliquely, so she was standing near, but was not intruding.

[Moto Butaj]

Butaj bows to Hitako with a smile. "Butaj congratulates Seppun Hitako on her choice of husband. Seppun Hanashi is an exemplary man." Then he steps away to fret about his out prospects in silence somewhere else, giving the betrothed their space.

[Otaku Imane]

His own cheeks went pink as she used his name, this was a lot more embarrassing then he had ever considered. "As do I" There was a smile in his eyes as he matched gazes with her for a moment before his gaze dropped towards the comb she carried. "I'm only a beginner." He offered in way if explanation. "So I don't speak of it much. I could make you more things in the future though, if you want."

"I would be delighted, and every expert was once a beginner Daisuke-san. Perhaps a grooming brush for Almatar?" She lifted the comb and turned it around to look at the artistry, then beaten out, relaxing a fraction as she watched the next few picks.

As they waited she stole glances with Daisuke, but also her friends Kitakuhime and Butaj. She felt more nervous for them than she had for herself. Her cousin Khulun seemed to be missing too, but perhaps she was simply hidden somewhere in the crowd of tall people.

[Ichiro Daisuke]

"I would be delighted, and every expert was once a beginner Daisuke-san. Perhaps a grooming brush for Almatar?" She lifted the comb and turned it around to look at the artistry, then beaten out, relaxing a fraction as she watched the next few picks.

As they waited she stole glances with Daisuke, but also her friends Kitakuhime and Butaj. She felt more nervous for them than she had for herself. Her cousin Khulun seemed to be missing too, but perhaps she was simply hidden somewhere in the crowd of tall people.

"A brush for Almatar then." He agreed with a smile. He had little interest in the next few picks, they were people he hardly knew. Still he watched curious about a few of the choices to come.

Noticing Imane's glances towards her clan mates, he dipped his head in their direction. "Would you like to join one of them?" Daisuke asked, he could tell they were nervous as well.

[Seppun Hitako]

Butaj bows to Hitako with a smile. "Butaj congratulates Seppun Hitako on her choice of husband. Seppun Hanashi is an exemplary man." Then he steps away to fret about his out prospects in silence somewhere else, giving the betrothed their space.

The woman smiled in response, then turned to the man. The same she had seen riding just the day before. Not a handsome man, to her eyes, but not ugly, either. He'd seen some battle, the missing eye told that tale. Wonder if he'd like a selection of eye-patches, to allow him to look different each week or so.

She bowed to her choice, and said "Shinjo Hanashi-san. I hope you have been blessed by the Fortune's this morning."

[Otomo Tenzo]

Shinjo Hanashi-san, the storyteller? A most interesting choice, Seppun-san: he might do well... Tenzo thought, nodding to Hitako and smiling as she passed by before once more going back to fluttering his fan and seeing whom would be next. Soon enough, it would be his own time.

[Shinjo Hanashi]

The woman smiled in response, then turned to the man. The same she had seen riding just the day before. Not a handsome man, to her eyes, but not ugly, either. He'd seen some battle, the missing eye told that tale. Wonder if he'd like a selection of eye-patches, to allow him to look different each week or so.

She bowed to her choice, and said "Shinjo Hanashi-san. I hope you have been blessed by the Fortune's this morning."

"I'm still living, and now pledged to marriage...and to be a Seppun, if I understand the way of these things? If none have blessed me, then I understand little about how they work. Seppun Hitako-san, I am honored to have been in your esteem such as to be a choice for you."

[Otaku Imane]

"A brush for Almatar then." He agreed with a smile. He had little interest in the next few picks, they were people he hardly knew. Still he watched curious about a few of the choices to come.

Noticing Imane's glances towards her clan mates, he dipped his head in their direction. "Would you like to join one of them?" Daisuke asked, he could tell they were nervous as well.

There was a moment's relief when he suggested it and she realised the was no need to hold her breath anymore. "Yes, my sister is likely to be chosen soon and I would stand with her whatever the outcome. It is what Chi-Pu would have done. You may join me if you wish, or if you have friends to support I understand." She gave him a small smile.

Imane then looked over to Kitakuhime and began to move through the crowd. She also gave an encouraging look to Butaj, he would be next on her list of supportive visits.

[Otaku Kitakuhime]

She was fearless, dauntless and coursgeous at the side of the shiotome. But that would end soon, and that thought actually scares her, somehow. Kitakuhime opens her eyes and finds solace with Imane's nearby presence. She catches Misa, Takeo and glances through Tenzo and finally Yawarakai.

[Moto Butaj]

Butaj keeps gripping Yuki's fan and seeks her gaze in the crowd. He feels like a rider without a horse amidst an empty steppe.

[Ichiro Daisuke]

There was a moment's relief when he suggested it and she realised the was no need to hold her breath anymore. "Yes, my sister is likely to be chosen soon and I would stand with her whatever the outcome. It is what Chi-Pu would have done. You may join me if you wish, or if you have friends to support I understand." She gave him a small smile.

Imane then looked over to Kitakuhime and began to move through the crowd. She also gave an encouraging look to Butaj, he would be next on her list of supportive visits.

"If you don't mind me there, I'd be happy to join you." He would carry the Otaku name after all, so even if we wasn't quite sure if he had completely forgiven the other battle maiden, he would show his support.

He then moved to follow Imane over, offering Kitakuhime a smile and bow as he drew near.

[Shosuro Yawarakai]

Yawarakai appeared in his finest, form-hugging kimono. He touched the ruby-studded silver bracelet at his wrist and waited patiently for the progression of the ceremony.

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