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岐阜城 (Gifu Castle)
Gifu-jo is a castle located in Gifu-shi, Gifu and is one of the main symbols of the city, along with Mount Kinka and the Nagara River. It was first built by the Nikaido Clan between 1201 and 1204 during the Kamakura Period. Originally known as Inabayama Castle, it was famous as a physically powerful castle, but it was once taken over by a mere sixteen men.
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“It is more then we can say for our fallen allies. to those who died before us.” If this was a toast, he would be holding sake for them. But this is not anything but a dream for him. Long allies and ones who were dead in his own time line, back to life. He wonders, was he truly this annoying back when he was alive?
No, young.
“I give respect, to Lord Hideyoshi then. To the man he once was.” but that it is. and he revealed too much on his opinions. What a bad vassal he became. But he still served the toyotomi till the end…
Pessimism at its finest. A small twitch of his lips is a hint that it hit. He hated being reminded of the unfortunate, having CONSTANTLY pushed away that reality. He blinks at the words, something stirring within him. Not even a bit of anger rises, because he WASN’T. Charm over power, for that to turn on its head, it was a beautiful tragedy, but an intriguing experience for Hanbei. Melancholic remembrance was not enough to allow the comment to slide. After a small chuckle, he meets the other with words more quiet: “I understand your sentiments, but you can’t deny he...has become someone more suited for his position.”
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When one is faced with their own mortality they cannot help but think back to youth and regrets. He wonders if everything could have been done better Or if he should have acted more like Mitsunari.
“Yes. I wonder…did I manage to make Hideyoshi-sama tear up with embarrassment ? “ the samurai is like a employee, a reflector of the employer…
“You are still in one piece, so I suppose it was not much of a problem.” Hanbei could not hide the smile that is faint across his lips. It was hilarious, TRULY! In a time out of reach, long past an buried, he remembers someone. Headstrong & aspiring, some peasant who managed to sway Hanbei out of Mino. That man was GONE, but who is left is some hard exterior none can get past. Yukimura & Hideyoshi...the two were not too different, now were they? Hanbei wonders if there will be a time Yukimura falls into the same insufferable hole. “I am sure Hideyoshi was quite the same in his younger years.” he simply says.
Osaka, Japan by Daniel Kordan
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Sanada is…not as young as he used to be. So when he, about to turn a corner hears exploits of when he was young and what he did, when he was young. He stops, and listens.
…
He puts a hand to his face before turning the other direction.
Later on…
“Did I… was I always shirtless within my youth?”
“Oho, a face of utter REGRET. You do not wish to believe it, do you? How utterly SHAMELESS you may or may not have been.” CALM, methodical footsteps of the overhearing leaks into the area. Hanbei takes interest in the insignificant worry, it was almost LAUGHABLE.
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It appeared as if the words struck some sort of chord within the creature. That gaze which had been piercing through Hanbei only moments ago now shifted, following a subtle turn of the head in the direction of what presumably could be the village that Obsidian was so adamantly “guarding”. Such a word was used loosely as it hadn’t been the original reason for her lingering; construction and fieldwork however, was.
Many of the villagers were in need of assistance, so how could the dragoness say no? Sure they were nervous at first, anyone would be around a creature twice their size and filled to the brim with magma, but Obsidian proved to be quite friendly. Just… a little quiet, if not intimidating.
“We will just have to see… won’t we?”
From how quiet the words were spoken, it was obvious that Obsidian was speaking to only herself in that moment - thinking. Every conceivable option was unpredictable; how many villagers would get hurt, what of the village itself? Who would Obsidian anger should she reduce a group of soldiers to ash, and would more be sent? It was hard to juggle it all.
“Should any soldiers march upon this soil with such intent, I will take them all on myself. I will not stand idly should these innocent people be threatened.”
Stubborn, stubborn... Yet Hanbei could not shake his FEELINGS of an utter yearning. The overbearing massive stature towering him was too enticing. The worst part of it all was that he could envision her a WARRIOR leading as a general in the Toyotomi army. With an attractive set of morals, the stranger was ideal for a BATTLER in this tactician’s mind. Well, it seems she would not get in the way of his plans. He was not too worried with forcing the creature onto his side yet. He felt he knew what could pressure a change in that noble mind when the pieces fall into place. So he refused to waste too much of his time. “You sound so confident...interesting. And here I was oh so worried.” SARCASM? Who knew, but he in truth saw himself within the monster of a woman. The beauty of VIRTUE, caring for one’s neighbors, the weaker. True, the power both wielded were different, but one thing was for certain: Hanbei was bent on the safet of the people of Mino through and through.
Gifu | Japan (by l e o j)
[ (holy shit is it out already???) ]
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“Many of my kind are far from the word. Humans, however, I cannot say the same.”
This man must have been aiming at something. No human was stupid enough to stand before a dragon and utter such things, not when they could easily be reduced to nothing but a pile of ash and cinders without hesitation. Hanbei was extremely lucky though; Obsidian wasn’t the type to do such a thing… not immediately at least. She preferred a more physical approach, but it wasn’t necessary at the moment - especially with a single human.
A deep inhale would act like a blacksmith’s bellow, stoking heat deep within the dragoness’ belly to create a sound that made pebbles at her feet tremble. This noise would reach Obsidian’s mouth in the form of a rather harsh hiss, much like how a cat would sound before they clawed a target.
A warning or natural occurrence one could not easily tell, but with sharp talons becoming far more apparent and eyes narrowing, one thing was certain: Obsidian didn’t trust this man in the least.
“… What is your goal here, human? You speak far too highly of this war for this to be a peaceful visit.”
The ASTOUNDING and FIERY emotions had Hanbei taking a step back. A small tint of astonishment paints his features, and thus the growing pang of NEED festers within him. He would love to push the creature further to have her exude her true POWER, but it would only be foolish. Even if she was no savage, it seems she was no good at containing herself from harming someone if push came to shove. Hanbei had no desire to receive the sharp end of a claw. However, he could not pass up this opportunity. He did not have the TIME for the recruitment of those who would be easy to die. "Does it seem so? I have little intentions of THREATENING you to join or anything. However, I suppose this is a warning of sorts. For myself, I learned staying neutral is impossible if you are someone of interest; someone who could be useful to another’s goal. The only matter is when. When are they going to come in with their soldiers and threaten your life and the life of the ones you care about?”
Magome, Japan | Teun Janssen
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Beneath tresses of messy, crimson hair, Obsidian’s ears gave the slightest of twitches. Was that some sort of underlying threat she just heard? Not really the wisest things to say to something nearly triple your size, let alone inhuman, but perhaps she was thinking too deeply on it…
Even if it weren’t, the woman’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly to show her displeasure at merely the thought. Just who was this man to be so bold?
“Perhaps….”
“They will have a rather difficult time accomplishing that task, however. I do not stand idly should innocents be put in harms way.”
The humbly detached were always the most desirable. Even within the burning world, some are still so IGNORANT to sustain neutrality. How DISGUSTINGLY PITIFUL. The mightier figure would pose as a terrifying force if she were placed in an army. Hanbei stands out of her way, still holding his (honestly not so intimidating) posture. “Oh? You are not as much of a BARBARIAN as I had suspected. Hm, then I shall have you know this war is not a brainless one. It is a tactful battle of ideals. Even so, it involves EVERY human on Japan’s soil. It will determine Japan’s future, after all. If it will cease or thrive.” Dare spit on the ideals that will shape this country― no―WORLD, on the vision of Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Hanbei would never forgive such a thing. So many ideals waged this unrest, and contaminated the water with evil and platitudes. Hanbei felt he could see through it all, where that vivid truth to the peace of Japan lies.
A display of lanterns leading up to Osaka castle.
“Noh is a graceful art, displaying simple, PURE EMOTION. To think HIDEYOSHI is rather...fond of it to the point of becoming a PERFORMER. Hehe, it is rather entertaining~”
[ ( oh shit dudes i need to develop my gakuen verse ) ]
