[D7 LE, Moshu's room, expecting] - A bedtime story

[Kitsu Moshumaru]

Inoshishi giggles as she's spun, not minding at all. In fact, as he's apologizing for swinging her around, she moves in closer for a sisterly bear hug. Not that it's a strong one, she is, after all, not a very BIG dragon. She is 18, which makes Moshumaru the older brother.

"Thank you brother. I'm so happy. It's like all the stories I love the most, but I'm in them, and I'm trying really really hard to keep it from being tragic."

The Kitsu nods - he's also doing the same thing.

She stiffens slightly at the moving out comment, then realizes he probably doesn't mean that he lives with Ishioka and will physically leave. "Well, we'll always have a sleeping mat for you, big brother. I'm really glad you're not angry with Ishi-san. I wasn't sure how you'd like it. " She snuggles against him for a moment, clearly having no real idea what one could consider appropriate with siblings. Then she pulls away.

"It's not that, it's more... if am matched as I would hope, I would be reassigned to serve the Imperial families in the capital. Of course, I would still visit and such, but my work would be tied up there, potentially."

"But, you were going to tell me a story, and it's already kinda late, so I don't want to make us have to stay up because I keep talking! Tell me a story, big brother!" Yup, she's all over the place with how to act as a sibling.

If he had siblings of his own, he might have commented.Nevertheless, he gestured for the Dragon to take a place by him as he... put back a story?

"Tonight is not the night for the dead, I think. Perhaps another story... Would you like to hear the story of how I came to serve my Lord, Lord Matsu Hide?"

[Agasha Inoshishi]

"Tonight is not the night for the dead, I think. Perhaps another story... Would you like to hear the story of how I came to serve my Lord, Lord Matsu Hide?"

"Sure! Those stories are often quite boring but sometimes they're VERY exciting. I'm assuming yours isn't one of those 'and then I graduated and now I serve the Daimyo of my province.'"

She looks around to determine where she should sit or how she would otherwise proceed. She is in a ridiculously cheerful mood tonight, even for her.

[Kitsu Moshumaru]

Uh oh.

"It's a story which begins three years before my gempuku. Lord Matsu Hide was, at the time, head of his squadron of writers - the 9th. But more than he was his son, a man who became Matsu Hideaki, and one I never got along with at school. I was never into Go, like most of my class, whereas Hideaki was a prodigy. We used to fight all the time, to our parent's chagrin."

"Matsu Hide taught us meditation, an area where I was alright. However because of our dislike and how close our families were, we would often argue over trivial things - stories, silks, whatever I could goad him into without straying into topics it would be dishonorable to talk about."

"Before the day of the gempuku, we got into a heated argument - one more than usual. We said some things we regret... I said I was glad he was never my father, he said he would watch my seppuku with glee. It got rough when those kind of comments were the baseline, not the peak."

He wistfully looked to his missing fingers.

"Eventually, the day of the Gempuku game. Near the end there was a... terrible fire. Hideaki was in it. Hide was in it. And without hesitation, I ran in to try and save... I don't even remember who. When I woke up, I was two fingers down and surrounded by medics. They got everyone out and, as soon as I was able to be visited, Matsu Hide visited me. He apologized to me, and thanked me for rushing in as I did - I admitted that he was right about me. I was an emotionally charged, reckless fool."

"...And from there, he inducted me into his ranks. Over the years I learned discipline, and how to wield my emotions as a weapon, and as a support. And, well, here I am."

If he was lucky, he would never have to tell the second part to the story.

"Now then, we have a big day tomorrow - rest well, you hear?"

[Agasha Inoshishi]

Lord Matsu Hide was, at the time, head of his squadron of writers - the 9th.

Wait, the Lion have squadrons of writers?That's actually kind of neat.Well, the Lion are kind of neat, so yeah.

But more than he was his son, a man who became Matsu Hideaki, and one I never got along with at school. I was never into Go, like most of my class, whereas Hideaki was a prodigy.

Stupid game.Stupid rocks.Stupid challenge.

we would often argue over trivial things - stories, silks, whatever I could goad him into without straying into topics it would be dishonorable to talk about."

Goads, he says.Yoshi-sensei would have fun with the Lion.Shush. You're right, but shush.

"Eventually, the day of the Gempuku game. Near the end there was a... terrible fire.

Um. Did brother burn down a gempuku?That's actually kind of neat.Well, the Lion are kind of...wait, what?

I admitted that he was right about me. I was an emotionally charged, reckless fool."

"...And from there, he inducted me into his ranks. Over the years I learned discipline, and how to wield my emotions as a weapon, and as a support. And, well, here I am."

"Now then, we have a big day tomorrow - rest well, you hear?"

Inoshishi gives Moshumaru a level, mildly suspicious look. She's still very keyed up and with everything that's happened to her over the past two days, she's pretty certain all the stories are coming to life. And if there was one thing you could count on 'emotionally charged, reckless fool's to do, it was set fires. At least in the stories. Then her rational mind kicks in. Saying ANYTHING like that would be AWFUL. She takes a breath.

"Um, okay. Well, that's got a big fire in it, so it doesn't count as boring! That's nice at least. But it kinda ended sudden? Most stories end better than 'I was an idiot and I got recruited' cause most of the time those end with big problems happening.

But if you think it's late and I need to go to bed, I guess I have to defer to your wisdom, Moshumaru-oniisan." She gets up, preparing to straggle off to bed.

[Kitsu Moshumaru]

"Um, okay. Well, that's got a big fire in it, so it doesn't count as boring! That's nice at least. But it kinda ended sudden? Most stories end better than 'I was an idiot and I got recruited' cause most of the time those end with big problems happening.

"I wish I could have been more descriptive, but truthfully there is a gap in my memory. The day was all a little hazy." The Mourner noted.

But if you think it's late and I need to go to bed, I guess I have to defer to your wisdom, Moshumaru-oniisan." She gets up, preparing to straggle off to bed.

The Kitsu rose with her, albeit at a slower pace than he expected of himself.

"Shall I escort you back?"

He asked, before stifling a yawn.

[Agasha Inoshishi]

"Oh, no, you don't have to do that brother. I'm...well, I'm not quite sure where I'm...you know...supposed to go? So it might be awhile. And nothing will jump me in these hallways, so I should eventually be able to find where I'm going."

She bows, then stands on her tiptoes to give her brother a sisterly kiss on the cheek before wandering off to decide where she should sleep tonight.

[Kitsu Moshumaru]

Giving her an affectionate ruffle of the hair, the Kitsu bade her goodnight.

After she left, he prepared to slumber himself, when-

Hold on a moment.

Did she say she wasn't sure where she was going?

Did... did she have multiple partners on the go?

Huh.

Different approaches to Miais, one supposed.
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