Kyuden Shika

"A feather ask a mane to protect this one from the actions that the feather took toward the chrysanthemum. They both think that this one is strong yet treat this one like a delicate flower." She was about to take another shot when she took a stance the Kaito slipped and fell.

He knew what Yuzu would say, he felt he knew what Soyokaze had said, or would.

that didn't make it any simpler in his head. People bringing ideals into private matters, bringing public notice to private matters. He sighed. He should have been a courtier, on a mission to sew chaos and disharmony. Everyone would ally against him and they'd all get along.

"What do we do, as samurai, when another's actions do not match their words?" he asked and drew his arrow, raising to bow and letting it fly.

The arrow went dead on target.

OOC
D12 MA, Cheeky Arrows 3! | TN: 2 | Success: 2 / Opportunity: 0 / Strife: 1

The Kaito gave it some thought. "Samurai follow bushido and do as bushido asks... One must follow honesty..." The girl sighed.

"Also sincerity", he said. "One can say a true thing and fail to match it with action."

"Hai... I wonder if the chrysanthemum just trying to court this one but can't show due to his green colors in matters of life." She sat in seiza where she landed now. "sometimes the idealism of a proper samurai is a hinderance rather than a blessing."

"They didn't", he said flatly. "And his sincerity isn't what I'm referring to. The feather has their heart set, but they fear much and struggle greatly."

"Trying the best to fail... neh? The feather self sabotages because of feathers of the past." The Kaito sighed. "Bakka... the three." She started to chuckled. "And I as well neh."

He shook his head clearly, so the dead eyes and mask couldn't mistake his disagreement. "There are many fools here, you are less among them", he assured her. "That you are here trying to sort it out speaks greatly of your wisdom. While some will complain endlessly, and make excuses, while others simply decide what is right for everyone without any regard, you are trying to figure it out. That is sincere caring."

"But what is done is done and I disrespected the chrysanthemum by showing him that to me the simple samurai he should be." She shook her head "Sometimes the idea is just that, neh...Sometimes the simplest things hurt the most."

Despite having been bodily carried out of the room earlier in the day, Raizo walked back in with little sign of the persistent soreness in his midsection.

He simply picked up his practice naginata and started working through his forms, his defeat in the duel put completely out of his mind.