Kyuden Shika

He was curious how people would respond to his poem. Hearing poetry written by the dead about being dead, that revealed a calm nature to existence was likely not what the Shika had in mind when they asked for love poetry. But as far as he was concerned there was nothing more romantic than the idea ...

Fujiko was an artist, but one who expressed herself with brush and paint, not word and song. So, when the day's test was announced, she did her best to present her mediocre offering with as much poise as she could. To speak frankly, her haiku wasn't good, but it was still a victory from her point of...

He thought about what happened earlier that day, and the previous years of his life in general. "Life isn't fair. It's grotesque and vicious, it wants to steal what you were given back and everyone in it thinks you owe them something." Fujiko and her dying body was quite aware of that. "Tell me abo...

He thought about that. "I once had to explain to my Taisa that men, and generally women as well, don't wear perfume daily in the field, and the reason her fellow officers leave the baths when she arrives isn't because they are afraid of offending her family with improper bathhouse etiquette, it's t...

"... so it is, how about that? " He paid attention to the play, and tried not to pay attention to Fujiko's kimono, or how she smelled, or how she was probably talking about something dirty. He totally paid attention to all of that. "Mh... this one felt much more 'by the books' than the previous one...

"Good", he said. Then turned his head to watch the play again. And then suddenly looked back at her. "Wait." He was very still. "Wait, what did you mean by the rest ...?" "I, uh..." The Fortunes tossed Fujiko a bone because it was at this moment that the light dimmed. "Oh would you look at that! Th...

"What about music?" He asked. "Something very wild and unorthodox." "This... wasn't what I had in mind when I spoke of 'the rest' but let's not go deeper on that one," she mumbled very fast. Then, at a normal pace, "I suppose it would depend. There is value in tradition, but art needs to push bound...

He thought about that and smiled under his mask. "Would you think that way if it wasn't a play?" He asked. Unfortunately for Hikimasu, though he wasn't suggesting anything lewd, it might have sounded that way due to his sudden, conspiratory tone. Fujiko hesitated for a bit. "For romance? Who doesn'...

Shosuro Hikimasu wrote: ↑

Mon Aug 09, 2021 6:54 pm

"Can anything really be as good as that hot mess?" he asked, seemingly he did like it, but only because he enjoyed it for what it was. "I'd be happy with something even more wild. Would you?"

"Oh, certainly." She nodded enthusiastically. "If they keep it simple and safe, what's even the point?"

"That's...hard to say, I think", he said. "Is that something you want me to tell you about?" he stared at the stage with dead eyes a moment, but the truth was he was trying to appear pensive. "I...well, if you truly want to know we can discuss it, but wouldn't you rather have fun and get to know ea...