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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 30, 2018 20:41:11 GMT -5
Ichiro typically frequented the dojo first thing in the motning but today he found himself in a foul mood. He kept dwelling on Rodrigo winning the captain's spot over him. He understood Aiko's reasoning but it felt unfair to be eliminated because he spent all his time practicing with the blade instead of learning how to teach it. Regardless when he felt like this there was only a few things he could do and he elected to practice kendo to blow off steam.
Ichiro entered the dojo wearing his standard work out gear of shorts and a form fitting shirt. He took the practice blade and began sparring with the dummy. His strikes were fast and vicious, likely harder than they were allowed to be for a competition. Ichiro soon worked up a hearty sweat and discarded his shirt just practicing with well toned upper body on display. He roared as he brought the practice sword down on the dummy with such force the weapon cracked in half and Ichiro stood there taking heaving breaths and feeling a fool, glad no one was around to witness him losing his on.
Though he would have been unaware if someone had walked in.
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Mar 30, 2018 20:49:59 GMT -5
Akane isn't easy to miss though.
The dance sensei walks in with a full six foot long no-dachi in a saya on her back, humming to herself in her bike shorts and tank top. Slipping off her shoes she sets them aside before she notices Ichiro, "Oh, good evening Akodo-kun. You doing okay? You sound out of breath."
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 30, 2018 20:56:31 GMT -5
Quickly gaining some of his composure he turns to the sensei that just walked in, broken bokken in hand and a sizeable dent in the dummy.
"I am...fine Ryudo-sensei, just got a little over zealous practicing my blade work." He was still taking big breaths but he was returning to normal.
"I did not expect to see anyone else in the dojo tonight."
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Mar 30, 2018 21:31:52 GMT -5
"I usually only come out here in the evenings. I guess I'm not the best bushi anymore, focusing so much of my time on other things. But I want to keep my connection with Kunshu-sama."
Akane smiles at Ichiro then gets onto the mats, drawing her sword. Its blade is black and wreathed in swirling green lights. The actual blade is as long as Ichiro is tall and the hilt as long as an arm, but Akane moves it as if it were made of paper.
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 30, 2018 21:39:15 GMT -5
Ichiro stares on in awe for a moment watching the sensei handle the massive weapon as if it were nothing. Then he noticed the other weird thing that she had given her sword a name and honorific.
"Ryudo-sensei, I have never seen a blade quite like that before. It's beautiful. Also did you name it?"
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Mar 30, 2018 21:47:43 GMT -5
"Me? Neh. Are you saying the name doesn't ring any bells for you?"
She is always amazed by young people not knowing ancient history, doubly so when they're a Lion.
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 30, 2018 21:51:10 GMT -5
Ichiro shrugged and reached a hand to scratch the back of his head, a small sheepish smile touched his lips.
"No? Should it?" He wasn't a big buff on history or many scholarly pursuits for that matter.
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Mar 30, 2018 21:58:27 GMT -5
"No? Maybe Akkuai-Uo? That's what Kanpeki-dono still wished her to be called, but I went with her preferences rather than his."
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Post by Akodo Ichiro on Mar 30, 2018 22:03:55 GMT -5
Ichiro's brow furrowed in concentration before a flicker of recognition came on his face "That name sounds familiar a sword forged for Hantei Genji right? How did you come into possession of such an ancient weapon?" His voice resumed being filled with awe both that he knew what the sword was.
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Post by Ryudo Akane on Mar 30, 2018 22:06:58 GMT -5
"Long story; She was a student here while I was a student, and she entrusted herself to me. Kanpeki-dono said I could keep her safe, but only so long as I left the Lion and joined the Spider."
She was at least glad the Lion students hadn't been warned about her, since many her age within the Clan considered her the worst sort of traitor.
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