KabukiSamurai
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- Posted: Tue, 08 Apr 2014 12:29:05 +0000
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☽Shido Kinata☾
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'Both the slayer, and the slain, are like a dewdrop, and a flash of lightning... they are thus to be regarded.'
☽Shido Kinata☾
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☆ ♪ ☆·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.※.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.·εїз·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.※.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.·☆ ♪ ☆
'Both the slayer, and the slain, are like a dewdrop, and a flash of lightning... they are thus to be regarded.'
☆ ♪ ☆·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.※.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.·εїз·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.※.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.·☆ ♪ ☆
Where a large, magnificent Japanese castle stands, well aged yet somehow still emitting a sense of strength in its structure, an early rising sun is seen in the distance, highlighting the building and the neighboring stone bridge with a soft, golden hue. A soft breeze blew small pink cherry blossom petals around the few trees that surrounded the castle, bringing them to a figure that stood in a balcony high in the towering castle.
A single hand extends out towards the petals, nails long and adorned with a red and black shine, the gentle chimes of small bells being heard with its movement. Elegant fingers were brought to a pair of red painted lips, a line of shimmering gold down the center, and a smile curved the corners as a petal touched them. Golden depths closed for a moment, bordered by long, dark lashes, the red and gold painted lids opening as the hand once more extended forward once more, allowing the petal to blow away with the wind.
The figure, a very tall man who appeared to be a beautiful woman, turned towards a pair of large sliding doors,the sound of his wooden sandals tapping against the bamboo floor echoing through the still empty castle. He looked around quietly, holding a white and silver painted parasol over his left shoulder as his other hand rose by his chin, a small fan held next to it. It was rare that visitors would come to such an isolated location, and it was no surprise to him, really... the castle gave even him a sense of unease at times. However, it was a piece of his family's history, and he was proud to be able to care for it, in the very least.
He continued walking then, the long material of his elaborately detailed kimono following him in a small train behind him, where long, shining white locks were seen resting upon. Once more, the sound of small bells were heard, his ankles adorned with ankle bracelets made of tiny bells, which he crafted himself. Eventually, the beautiful man arrived to the bottom floor of the castle, walking in front of the large gates, pushing them open to allow the now brightening sunlight to enter within. He set up a few signs outside to signify that the castle was accepting guests, and staff was being hired. With a soft smile and a quick sigh, the feminine man walked inside once more, setting up a few unfinished details to pass the time while he waited for guests to arrive... if any actually came, that was.
A single hand extends out towards the petals, nails long and adorned with a red and black shine, the gentle chimes of small bells being heard with its movement. Elegant fingers were brought to a pair of red painted lips, a line of shimmering gold down the center, and a smile curved the corners as a petal touched them. Golden depths closed for a moment, bordered by long, dark lashes, the red and gold painted lids opening as the hand once more extended forward once more, allowing the petal to blow away with the wind.
The figure, a very tall man who appeared to be a beautiful woman, turned towards a pair of large sliding doors,the sound of his wooden sandals tapping against the bamboo floor echoing through the still empty castle. He looked around quietly, holding a white and silver painted parasol over his left shoulder as his other hand rose by his chin, a small fan held next to it. It was rare that visitors would come to such an isolated location, and it was no surprise to him, really... the castle gave even him a sense of unease at times. However, it was a piece of his family's history, and he was proud to be able to care for it, in the very least.
He continued walking then, the long material of his elaborately detailed kimono following him in a small train behind him, where long, shining white locks were seen resting upon. Once more, the sound of small bells were heard, his ankles adorned with ankle bracelets made of tiny bells, which he crafted himself. Eventually, the beautiful man arrived to the bottom floor of the castle, walking in front of the large gates, pushing them open to allow the now brightening sunlight to enter within. He set up a few signs outside to signify that the castle was accepting guests, and staff was being hired. With a soft smile and a quick sigh, the feminine man walked inside once more, setting up a few unfinished details to pass the time while he waited for guests to arrive... if any actually came, that was.
☀Current Location☀
In front of the castle, just passed the main gates
☀Current Health Condition☀
Healthy
☀Current Mood☀
Calm and content
In front of the castle, just passed the main gates
☀Current Health Condition☀
Healthy
☀Current Mood☀
Calm and content