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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 7, 2018 23:33:14 GMT -5
Fuyuko had arrived at the school promptly before the Sun had graced the sky, her bags and bags of clothing set in her room, something she would need to deal with later. For now it was time for her to visit an old freind. Wearing one of her dueling dresses, a simple poofy Gothic Lolita blue getup with her eye-patch, she headed to the temple to pray and to practice. The tiny Crane approached the shrine, lighting incense so she could pray to what she felt was an old freind who had gotten her through some hard times in the past. Perhaps he would do so again or perhaps this would be the year he would finally take her home. Lost in thought and kneeling at the Shrine to Emma-O, Fortune of Death, she kept her sword at her side, lost in thought.
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Post by Bayushi Yoruga on Jan 8, 2018 2:01:01 GMT -5
For the rest it was first day, for him it was just another day. He woke up at his normal hour and he headed to the temple for his morning prayers.
There were no classes so he assumed that there was no need for the uniform yet. Thus he wore a black lose fatigue cut under the knee and a red t-shirt (as usual). Instead of shoes he wore black army boots. His mask hide the upper part of his head but allowed his somehow spiked hair out. He reached into his backpack and took the earphones and putted some music on, as he walked to the temple.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 2:12:21 GMT -5
Fuyuko stands from her prayers, blowing out the incense before she walks out, sword in hand, not yet spotting the odd scorpion she closes her eye and begins to move in a fluid motion, practicing her daily Kata with her blade, letting the spirit of Emma-o guide her.
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Post by Bayushi Yoruga on Jan 8, 2018 2:21:03 GMT -5
The Scorpion reached the temple and chatted in a friendly way with the monks. It did not took him long to see the not that young goth dudette practising her kata. She was Crane but wore an eye patch. Probably a teacher. He stared at her for a while but made no move to disturb her.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 2:23:37 GMT -5
Continues her practice before she finishes and gives a bow to the temple, sheathing her weapon. As she opens her eye the tiny teacher spots the scorpion talking to the monks, giving him a bow as well as she approached.
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Post by Bayushi Yoruga on Jan 8, 2018 2:35:22 GMT -5
You shouldn't have stared that much, you moron.
He bowed and gulped.
Blessings upon your and yours, Crane-sama." He greeted her. "This one is Bayushi Yogura. How many I be of assistance?"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 2:46:43 GMT -5
Fuyuko walks over giving another bow. "This one is Doji Fuyuko. I simply was curious to see another here so early. They are beautiful aren't they? I was worried they were damaged during the war."
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Post by Bayushi Yoruga on Jan 8, 2018 3:11:12 GMT -5
"I come here every day the last two years. Each year it looks a little better." He commented.
"You have been here before the war?"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 3:36:32 GMT -5
Fuyuko gives a small nod. "I used to go here, when I was young. I wanted to see this place again before I settled in."
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Post by Bayushi Yoruga on Jan 8, 2018 3:40:52 GMT -5
"Graduate who became a teacher?" He asked.
"Forgive me, I get carried away often. What will you be teaching?" He took of his earphones and put them back on his backpack. She would notice that it had a biohazard sign on.
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