Nakahama

"The Scorpions did that?" she murmured curiously when she poked a daikon from the oden. Ayame might have missed that part, as they needn't pitch to her directly for points, but after Senshuken's performance...she could imagine it.

"I don't think visitors are going to displace us, if that's the ...

-ys. Experienced nakodo meets and seduces younger client.” A beat. “In two nights. Your room. Yes?”


Ayame did a double blink at Senshuken, suddenly wanting to move in, albeit temporarily. There was a clear exasperation in her voice at Senshuken's audacity. "Hah, what ?!"

Now, she didn't own ...

"I do," she admitted simply when it came to feelings. There was a tone of firmness about her, if she was quite glad to be direct, cutting through the games and the dramatics. There was also a tinge of reluctance in her words, knowing full well be exposing her weakness to a Scorpion, which was ...

"I don't know, are you?" Ayame would ask jokingly before hiding her own feelings about the Scorpion with a hearty two gulps of beer. She let out a sigh of relief afterwards, the sort of pleasure that only a cold beer right from the tap could bright. "...I was just kind of curious about your opinions ...

Ayame chuckled ruefully, "Sorry there, I thought metaphors would be a closer representation of what I was feeling, even if it's not exactly that. Maybe the games have gotten the better of me here. I just wanted to say that I feel we could have had something, but now I'm entirely sure..."

"I'm not ...

Well, Ayame didn't know Taraka wasn't that sort of typical Yasuki. The sort that the Crab would say were a bit lighter around drinking. Seeing that she finished her beer, that merely gave Ayame the opening...the challenge to gulp down her own in quick succession. After all, beer that less cool wasn ...

The neutral expression, the one word answer. Everything is recognized for what they are. Indifference. Senshu feels a drop of sweat running down her spine.

She gestures for Ayame to lead and follows her. She walks slowly mostly because this silence offers her solace. Solace from the conversation ...

"Kampai!" Ayame would cheer to the toast, putting the maximum force in the clinking of glass possible without risking either chipping glass or potentially causing spillage of beer. She tossed her glass back to take one, maybe three gulps, before stopping. "Damn, really feels so much better when you ...

Senshuken has so many things to say about this admission, varying from a simple I-told-you-so rubbed to Ayame's face and offering important pieces of advice on how to organize her government according to how she has seen her own mother doing it to a full scale confession of... attraction. Still it ...

Taraka nodded.

"I would be honored to, Yasuki-sama." she said moving to join the governor.

She thought about her discussion with Iwane about bar food. It'd been awhile since she'd seen him, hopefully he was doing well.

"So what are you in the mood for?" she asked.


"Anything that goes great ...

"No, I don't know." Senshu replies immediately. A million statements and another million questions come to her mind. Why wouldn't she leave. For Ayame she's the diplomat that caused a serious incident. The type of an incident that strains clan relations and ends careers. Leaving unharmed was the ...

Well that put would put Taraka on track for having spoken to all the named NPCs as well. Sadly, a couple were too dead to speak to.

"Good evening, Yasuki-sama. Congratulations on a successful series of events." she offered with a bar bow.


After her initial entrance, people are the izakaya ...

Ayame crossed her arms and turned a bit serious as she gave a few nods. "Yes, I did get the message about that earlier...Sooo, I guess you're just going to leave tomorrow, as you said?"

Her question lingered a little, as she still hadn't quite made up her mind about what to say. It wasn't quite to ...

There was a little bit of murmuring as the establishment saw an unexpected guest. Not that it was an important occasion, as the governor had been known to grace the Pink Lotus and parts of Lower Nakahama with her presence. Ayame inserted herself into the izakaya, dressed up a little more than usual ...

"Yes...Well..." Ayame said at first, before she figured that Honoka would find out soon. However, she had something else she wanted to attend to and would quickly bow. "Glad, you're doing well, Honoka-san. I don't know...We'll talk later! Excuse me!"


“Yes, fun. I'm having that, but it's time to ...

As Senshu murmurs the words to Kisha, she takes a single, casual step back. So casual it’s practically choreographed. Her shoulder bumps lightly into Ayame, who’s mid conversation with the wise Yasuki. The jolt looks accidental, a harmless slip of balance. She pivots smoothly, lowering her head ...

Mention of Kaito had Honoka suddenly very aware of herself. Knowing she wasn't in the best state, she felt that weight of needing to be careful. Mouth thinking out into a line in the space of time just long enough for her to jump for the lifeline in the conversation, "I am certain the province ...

"Always thought crabs were cool," she says, almost sub-vocally to herself. Kneading Crabbo a little bit with her thumbs as she thinks on that a bit. Laughing, a little, at the suggestion of what the adult equivalent would be. Honoka's gaze had naturally drifted down as it did when she wasn't ...

Honoka would dip her head when Kanna departed, a quick gesture so she could get into the meat of what she wanted to say. Which was good, because things were about to get deep and she nearly forgot to feel awkward about doing so in front of Kanna. With the space now for her, and Ayame, she would ...

"Ayame-sama then," she says warmly, and that warmth isn't coming from a place it would with Umiko, but it was coming from Umiko. This was Umiko's sister, and in that way she was special to Honoka too. Having taken the seat prior that was afforded her by Ayame she now sits with Crabbo resting ...