The Retainer

#[the retainer]#konosesshomaru

He was good at groveling wasn’t he? The stone struck Akiyama in the center of his forehead before it fell lifelessly to the ground. A small scratch that the fox did not react to, after all, moving would only invite more severe measures and was a breach of protocol; was left in the pebble’s wake.

Akiyama also didn’t speak, quite a change for the fox who was something of a talker. More importantly he made no immediate effort to move in the aftermath, either.

No doubt there would be a little more begging if need be but for the moment the fox was apparently content with a lopsided staring contest of sorts where he looked intently at the ground in front of Sesshomaru and did nothing else...

@vulpidsamurai for Kimi

Being on her own had been hard. Although she could pass well for a woman, her hair had yet to really grow much. She is sitting by the river bed, eyes downcast. The length traveled was enough no one of her family could get her.

She wanted to settle or find a traveling theater troupe, but it was not to be found in small villages. She’s not aware of something lurking until it attacks, and she’s humping back in fear.

Kimi hums, eyes bright as she smiles to them. “Thank you so much, Mr. Samurai. I…admittedly only know very basic to protect myself. I am surprised I have yet to be attacked~” she says with a soft laugh, covering her mouth with her kimono’s sleeve.

“Are you sure you do not want payment?” She asks, making sure the other was serious. It wasn’t as if she would complain, but Kimi never felt right just taking someone’s services without paying.

#[the retainer]#gcmblingdice

“Everyone started at the basics, dear lady.” Akiyama tilted his head and shrugged in the same motion. “Quite sure, there’s no need to worry yourself with that. I am sufficiently wealthy enough that I would charge people with out. I do charge for lessons, though.” He had a humorous lilt to his tone at the end, attempting to make something of a joke. He was bad at humor, alas.

“Ah, yes, I have forgotten, how remiss of me,” he bowed again, “I am called Akiyama Katsu. It is an honor to make your acquaintance.”

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justmorerpmemes

Unspoken Fluff Starters

A gentle brush against fingers.

A head pat.

A short shoulder rub.

Leaning into their side.

Joining them in silence.

A quick hug from the side.

Sitting with them.

Bringing them a drink.

Bringing them food.

A hug from behind.

Stroking their hand.

A slight nudge of the elbow.

The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.

A head to head touch.

A quiet evening walk.

Sharing a meal.

One resting on the other.

Giving them their coat.

Handing them a small gift.

A comforting smile.

Making space for them to sit.

A soft brush against the face.

A quiet kiss.

A comforting hug from the front.

Sharing a nap.

#rp memes #meme

@vulpidsamurai for Kimi

Being on her own had been hard. Although she could pass well for a woman, her hair had yet to really grow much. She is sitting by the river bed, eyes downcast. The length traveled was enough no one of her family could get her.

She wanted to settle or find a traveling theater troupe, but it was not to be found in small villages. She’s not aware of something lurking until it attacks, and she’s humping back in fear.

It turned out she wasnt attacked, at least not by a monster, it had simply been a frog that spooked her and then across the wind she hears a voice.

“H-hello?” She asks, trying to contain her heart rate because that dumb frog!!

“Yes, hello!” The samurai called out again as he approached slowly, friendly smile on his face. “I don’t mean to intrude, you just seem rather alone, and that’s not something anyone should be, least of all a lady.” Akiyama had a friend once, William, who’d called him ‘chivalrous’ in regards to people, whatever that meant.

Perhaps he was just foolish but it went against the fox’s nature to just leave people alone. He wouldn’t call himself a hero, though. No, heroes were other people, he was just a helping hand.

Kimi has the modesty to blush, always so happy when anyone acknowledges her as she is. Although she doesn’t often hold her hopes up once they discover her body.

“Oh, thank you for the concern!” She says walking over and gives a deep bow. “It’s so kind of you. I had just been resting from traveling, so I didn’t exactly think of being alone until I noticed you! I hadnt seen another,” she says standing up again.

If Akiyama noticed anything he considered to be out of the ordinary, the samurai made no comment to it. He’d been around a long and in that time had seen all manner of things that could be described as unusual or ‘wrong’. A lady was never those things.

“Of course.” He’s always polite, keigo dominating his speech patterns, word choice and grammar, and while he doesn’t have to do it, after all he’s bushi, he bows in return to her.

He blinked at the mention of kindness, was that so rare? “As long as you are well.” He offered a smile of sorts, the roads could be both lonely and a comforting solitude, he could understand not noticing.

“Ah, by the way do you know of the closest city?” She asks, head tilting to the side. “I am looking for work, but none of these small villages are worth it. I am…not cut out for labor”

Although she looked capable enough for it, there was a presence about her that screamed she was made for something else.

“It depends?” Akiyama tilted his head in the opposite direction, unconsciously sizing the lady up, a habit born of far too many years of killing people, not that he was intending that even in the furthest back of his mind. “Kyoto is some distance…” The fox pointed to the west generally, “that way.”

“Along the way you have Nagoya, of course.” He thought for a moment; “Eastward there is Okazaki, though if you go eastward enough you’ll find sleepier towns such as Edo.”

“Performer? Noh or Kabuki?” Akiyama finally had the good grace to ask, “either would flourish in the capital.” In theory, anyway.

“Kabuki. Ive been training since i could speak. I.. would like to stay from Edo as far as possible.” She says. “Would you mind taking me to Kyoto? Im not the best with directions.”

She then bows again, couldnt be no older than early teens.

“Please, I’ll pay you well.’

#[the retainer]#@gcmblingdice #sorry for the delay

“A most excellent and entertaining of arts.” Akiyama made no mention of her distaste for Edo, understanding some things were better left unsaid until the time was appropriate to say them, and first meetings were not that time.

The samurai blinked at the question of escorting her, of course, he considered himself just and there was little question that it was proper. Most of his gigs as a bodyguard ended well with no trouble. One could but hope.

“Of course, it would be my honor to escort you.” Akiyama bowed with a polite smile. “You don’t need to worry about payment, either. It would be remiss of me to charge at this point in time. You can repay me later, if I remember.” He stressed ‘I’, as payment wasn’t a concern.

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The kitsune simply beamed, clearly elated. “Certainly!” It was something of practice that he could inflect his voice with guarded joy at the idea. What had begun as an obsession to save his master from imprisonment and serve well had over the long march developed into a genuine curiosity regarding the sacred arts. Know one’s enemies, and all.

Akiyama racked his brain to remember when he’d received the charm, explaining that the only reason he thought it wasn’t native so to say was because the slip of paper was quite literally modern, being flat and rather thin in its design. “I may be mistaken, of course.” It had happened before, everyone made mistakes, especially overzealous retainers who overlooked the obvious.

“That would work, yes, thank you, Lady Kagome.”

「巫女」:: She shook her head a little and smirked at his enthusiasm. Sarcastic or not, she found it amusing the force he put into it. Reaching over and snagging something that she could at least wrap his singed hands in for the time being, she picked up his arm again, and proceeded to wrap it, loosely for the time being.::

“Right, Well then–follow me. I’ll get some salve for your hands and I’ll find an offuda without reiryoku infused into it yet for you to study~”

::She offered, once his hands were wrapped. She pushed herself to a stand and offered him a gentle hand up so that he could follow her.::

“Also-if you have any questions about them-feel free to ask…I will do my utmost to answer them….Though I don’t know everything about them…Heh.”

#[the retainer]#@ka-go-me #sorry for the delay

Up and after. It was at that point a semi-familiar idea to the fox, the act of following Kagome around, usually from more of a subtle distance so he spaced himself accordingly. Close enough for conversation, far enough to assuage moral concerns and also to establish a presence of somewhat of a bodyguard.

Though history was replete with providing all the examples of why Akiyama was not very good at that. “Well, I do not desire to bother milady any longer than I have already inconvenienced her.” Ever the polite one.

@konosesshomaru

There was an idleness to the fox as he kicked a rock down a hill. Academically Akiyama wondered if it would make a landslide only to be mildly disappointed when that was not the outcome. Instead the rock, a pebble really, rolled and rolled until it settled on the flatland below the slight incline.

Kicking rocks wasn’t a productive use of time, but Akiyama found it preferable to incessant warfare or poetry about incessant warfare. As with the few hobbies the kitsune possessed, it didn’t completely absorb his attention, but it did so enough that the next rock was hit with a bit more force and flew…

The samurai looked up, eyes following the projectile for a bit before his face fell steeply and in the next moment he was on his knees bowing, a lot.

konosesshomaru-archived

Who could ever imagine that Sesshomaru would ever get hit with a rock. As the rock hadn’t descended upon him with the intent to harm him, he didn’t notice it until it was too late. Even a Demon Lord can have lapses in judgement. Once the rock had hit his head, subsequently dropping to the ground immediately as if it were apologizing to him for its offense, Sesshomaru crushed it underneath his foot.

With a single sniff, he could smell the scent of another demon nearby. Golden eyes glared up at the fox for his offense. Memory serving, this one seemed to have connections to Inuyasha. Was this an attempt to curry favor towards his lord, or was it simply a mission given to him? Whichever the case, Sesshomaru did not take well to this offense.

❝You have until this Sesshomaru’s patience runs thin to explain yourself.❞

The fox had already dropped to his knees, bowing. An open sign of regret or apologetic feelings. Still, Sesshomaru would not relent until he got answers. After that, he’d decide what the fate of Akiyama was.

#[the retainer]#@konosesshomaru #sorry this is overdue!#and so short

“A thousand apologies, great lord.” The words came smoothly, a clear contrast to the fact the fox, though Akiyama hid it well, was quite afraid. It was a foolish hobby but hindsight had perfect vision.

Oh well... “Casting stones, a small way in which I pass the time.” True, “never once did I consider I’d ever hit anyone, least of all a great lord.” He was consistent in his titling of the other, as well, never just ‘lord’ but always with the prefix of ‘great’. “For my foolish disregard for others I accept whatever discipline you see fit, great lord.”

The ‘within reason’ was left out vocally, of course.

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@vulpidsamurai for Kimi

Being on her own had been hard. Although she could pass well for a woman, her hair had yet to really grow much. She is sitting by the river bed, eyes downcast. The length traveled was enough no one of her family could get her.

She wanted to settle or find a traveling theater troupe, but it was not to be found in small villages. She’s not aware of something lurking until it attacks, and she’s humping back in fear.

It turned out she wasnt attacked, at least not by a monster, it had simply been a frog that spooked her and then across the wind she hears a voice.

“H-hello?” She asks, trying to contain her heart rate because that dumb frog!!

“Yes, hello!” The samurai called out again as he approached slowly, friendly smile on his face. “I don’t mean to intrude, you just seem rather alone, and that’s not something anyone should be, least of all a lady.” Akiyama had a friend once, William, who’d called him ‘chivalrous’ in regards to people, whatever that meant.

Perhaps he was just foolish but it went against the fox’s nature to just leave people alone. He wouldn’t call himself a hero, though. No, heroes were other people, he was just a helping hand.

Kimi has the modesty to blush, always so happy when anyone acknowledges her as she is. Although she doesn’t often hold her hopes up once they discover her body.

“Oh, thank you for the concern!” She says walking over and gives a deep bow. “It’s so kind of you. I had just been resting from traveling, so I didn’t exactly think of being alone until I noticed you! I hadnt seen another,” she says standing up again.

If Akiyama noticed anything he considered to be out of the ordinary, the samurai made no comment to it. He’d been around a long and in that time had seen all manner of things that could be described as unusual or ‘wrong’. A lady was never those things.

“Of course.” He’s always polite, keigo dominating his speech patterns, word choice and grammar, and while he doesn’t have to do it, after all he’s bushi, he bows in return to her.

He blinked at the mention of kindness, was that so rare? “As long as you are well.” He offered a smile of sorts, the roads could be both lonely and a comforting solitude, he could understand not noticing.

“Ah, by the way do you know of the closest city?” She asks, head tilting to the side. “I am looking for work, but none of these small villages are worth it. I am…not cut out for labor”

Although she looked capable enough for it, there was a presence about her that screamed she was made for something else.