|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 3:07 pm
* ~:: Sand Trap - The Infamous Amago Haruhisa Incident ::~ *
(Location - Yasogami High School - First Floor Stairwell/Shoe Lockers)Cold Afternoon, June 26th, 2012. Yasogami High School - First Floor, Stairwell/Shoe Lockers.
At the bottom of the stairs to greet the students as they file out the side of the school towards the field and deter any heroes from trying to break through the front doors is the largest of the bunch, whose thick-headed, thick-bodied style is the most honorable of all the Amago crew. Deception is not his forte, rather his size and strength are his weapons and he is not afraid to use them to force compliance. Not a fan of the way the group has chosen to go about accomplishing their goals, his allegiance to them has already been sworn, and he begrudgingly upholds his role with all his strength to prove the skill (and not clumsiness!) of the Satake Clan.
Here guarding the doors to freedom is Satake Yoshishige, the trainer of men and guardian of Kubota, together with this rag-tag band of fighters for the sake of overthrowing a tyrant. Whatever scores he had to settle he has left long behind him, but for the sake of the country and his clan's good name, he stands together in an attempt to defeat those who must be defeated.
This is the Tale of the Infamous Amago Haruhisa Incident! ...Um, how did it go again? Quote:  First Floor/Stairwell Guardian/Shoe Locker - Satake Yoshishige
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 8:42 pm
  Rainbow, the Fabulous Junior, and Kanade, the quiet junior.Kanade had been starting down the stairs, quicking moving back up them, and into a restroom at the sudden seizure of the school. Something was wrong...why were these people here? And....who was this person that was so important? Was the school housing a terrorist? She started back down, looking at the shoe lockers as her light footsteps clicked along the staircase as she saw the group guarding it. They...they were scary. But, this was her school....She...she had to do something!
"Pardon me, hun." Another figure, this one wearing a rather flamboyant jacket, and looking at his reflection in a compact mirror swayed down the steps, looking at the brute guarding it.
"S'cuse me, but I was planning on taking advantage of this rainy weather, and heading to enjoy the Mega Beef-Bowl challenge at Aiya's. So, if you'd be kind enough to step out of my way, I won't tell your mother that you went out dressed like that."
Kanade gasped at this, starting down the stairs to the man's side. Surely...surely he didn't know what was going on, did he? Why else would he threaten someone like that?
"W-Wait!!" she called, starting down quickly. If this turned violent...
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 9:37 pm
 Ellen Galietsu, Senior Martial Artist Been there done that messed around
I'm having fun don't put me down
I'll never let ya sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
The messages I've tried to send
The information's just not going in.As Rainbow walked up to the big brute, a senior rushed downstairs looking quite fairly worried before stopping in her tracks as she caught sight of Satake. 'I... how did I know someone was here?' Ever since her Persona had changed, so did her power. Instead of damaging things, her Persona gave her a feeling of heightened senses. No... a "sixth sense" would be a better term. She was able to identify sources of power around her, she could feel Toru, Rose, anybody who had some sort of power had a unique feeling. The one she felt this time was strong, and it felt like it belonged to a big man, feeling that it was too suspicious, she ignored the announcements and rushed to the nearest source of power with her book of the dead held tightly like a text book in her hands, three berries in her pocket, and her trusty dusty evoker.
As she ran through the hallways, she noticed the classrooms were full of panic or disorder or confusion. But the biggest thing she wanted to know were the motives behind these intruders. Were they terroists? Or did they actually have reason behind all of this chaos?
Her first reaction when she saw the big guy in armor would be to grab her evoker from her pocket and summon her Persona, but she felt as if it wasn't supposed do to that. Well, Alexiares kinda was able to give her an attack, but the rest of the things he could do was... different. Still, she couldn't just summon her Persona not when she was possibly standing in front of normies. The only time she would do that was if the man was starting to become a major threat and put lives at risk, or used any supernatural attacks. So of course the only thing she was really able to do was ask a question to the big guy in samurai armor.
"What exactly are you guys trying to do?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 10:17 pm
Satake Yoshishige, Proud and Just Samurai
"Man, my legs are so stiff...I can't remember the last time I wore a suit of armor with joints," a man's deep voice mumbled as he marched back and forth down the aisle of the foot-lockers, pushed to either side a fair distance so that there was only one main route out of the front entrance...and that was through the mountain of a man between both Rainbow, Ellen, and the door. He was large, thick, muscular, and his armor was brown and gold, very old-fashioned and sturdy, though it might have been a bit cumbersome to move about in. His eyes were somewhat tired, but he didn't seem to be slacking off at his job, marching his simple path back and forth from the door to the stairs, until a fashionable boy and a rather energetic-looking girl made their way down seeking passage...which meant that they hadn't gone to the soccer field like they were supposed to. Escapees? Maybe. Turning his head to them once he caught their attention, his hand tightened only for a moment around the spear before he loosened his grip. These kids only looked like...well, kids. He didn't really want to attack kids. But he did have a job to do. He sighed as the first threatened him somewhat, seeming almost to be having fun as he spoke to him. Seriously, he was going to tell his mother? That was impossible. The large man scratched his head a little. "Sorry, but I don't think you can do that either way. My mom died over five-hundred years ago," the main answered plainly, not a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "and I'd love to let you kids pass, but I've got a job to do making sure no one gets out until we're done. So please, just wait a little longer until we're done and be patient."
Having said that, the man seemed content to go right back to his routine of walking back and forth, almost as if he didn't even notice the confrontational nature in which the 'team' had come up to him, potentially wanting to break right through him, or rather, as though the idea was so ludicrous that it wasn't worth thinking about. Probably more of the former, though...also, he probably just didn't really think too much at all. While he was an honorable man and a good teacher of soldiers and gentlemen, he still wasn't what you would call a particularly articulate or intelligent person. Average at-best. Probably. He looked at Ellen when she spoke to him next, but it didn't stop his casual march. "Us? Just looking for a way to take down a dishonorable man from a perch he has no right sitting on. Amago said we'd find it here," he shrugged casually, "I'm just making sure he has the time to find it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:21 am
Ellen Galietsu, Senior Martial Artist Been there done that messed around
I'm having fun don't put me down
I'll never let ya sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
The messages I've tried to send
The information's just not going in.Ellen couldn't deny that she was a bit taken aback by Yoshishige's reply. It just sounded so... not-evil. But the hostages in the sand... the mental image of students being trapped in the sand in her mind rose a bitter feeling towards him.
"Yeah... but at the same time keeping students as hostages? And possibly killing a few? Doesn't that sound like... a little... exaggerated to you?" The idea just made her so... frustrated. It felt unfair. It felt unjust even though this was apparently a just cause.
Still... there were questions to be asked to get a better grasp of the situation, she couldn't just get all pissed off like she did in the frozen tower, when she raged at the queen for freezing people around her because of some vengeance issue towards men.
"Your leader said that he wanted a student named Minori, do you know why this girl plays a very special role in over throwing this dishonorable dude?" It was a bit unfathomable. Did this Minori have any special powers? Was she so important that she herself was an important tool in throwing an unrighteous man down from his throne?
Silently praying to herself, she hoped that nobody was going to get killed in the soccer field...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 5:33 pm
"Jeez, I fall asleep in class and all of a sudden there's sand everywhere... What the hell's goin' on?" Regan yawns into her hand, blinking groggily as she adjust her sword-bag over her shoulder. One would assume it's just a shinai - a practice sword made from bamboo. "What did I miss...?" She rubs her eyes as she comes down the stairs and then stretches her arms over her head, popping a few joints as she does before the quite buxom young woman bumps right into Satake. Didn't see him, she was stretching. "Oof. The hell...?" She opens her eyes from her stretching, looking at... armor? She blinks twice before looking up, clearly confused. "Who're you?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 6:01 pm
Satake Yoshishige, Proud and Just Samurai
"I can't say I like it; I'd rather face an enemy head-on, you know? But Amago's just doing what he thinks is best. And if he and Yoritsuna think this is the only way to do it, I'll do my job as promised," the large man reasoned as he scratched the back of his head lazily, barely noticing as some smaller girl bumped against his thick armor and stepped back, looking down only after a beat at the newcomer who seemed...quite confused at his appearance. How could she have missed the sand upstairs? Even a slow guy like Satake had felt that, and really, it was pretty showy going that far to make an impact. Her question that followed didn't really take him by surprise either, though he seemed to think slowly about his answer before he gave it. Who was he? That was simple enough, right? "Satake Yoshishige. Just watching the door until this all blows over, I guess," was his answer, a slow, firm voice greeting the newcomer and Ellen both. He hadn't introduced himself properly to begin with, right? "And I don't exactly know what Amago's plan is once Minori Koroko is with us. But uh...I think...isn't she the Shogun's bride-to-be?" He was sure that was what it was, but...why did he look so confused about it? Yes, he was slow, but he was also upright and upstanding.
Shrugging some of the kinks out of his shoulders through his heavy armor, he sighed and paused his march, cracking a kink out of his neck thoughtlessly. He barely seemed to notice the girls who were trying to get past him, as it would take removing him to get out the front gate, but if they had intentions of trying that he didn't really seem to notice. He wasn't a man looking for battle, it seemed. Just doing his job, watching the door and keeping anybody from running out to spread the word before they were ready for it. ...But damned if he couldn't go for a something with joints right now. "You kids should just relax..." he half-yawned, stretching his back again as the armor could be quite cramped at times, "we'll be out of here before you know it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 6:29 pm
Emile Kalar  So, first day of school entails a hostage situation great. Emile thought while stepping on glass that was blow inward from the sudden appearance of sand. The fact that he had no idea where anything was in the school had actually helped him stay hidden, on top of little snippits of knowledge his brother taught him about remaining undetected. He was not able to make much out of the demands that were made. All he could pick out was that these people, who ever they may be, were looking for some girl named Minori something. He had no idea who that girl even was.
Emile quietly stepped around in to the shoe locker area and came to a peculiar sight. A rather large man in complete ancient samurai armor. If the whole manipulation of sand was not crazy enough this would be. What kind of people holds a school hostage and samurai armor, really who dose that, but with all of that he blew away any of his cover to keep him hidden. Emile was not about to try to run now, especially with no means of defending him self. He slowly made his way closer to the shoe lockers, there were a few other students here aside from that big samurai although, there was not too much of a hostile air about him, Emile could go as far to say it was admirable in a way.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 6:48 pm
Ellen Galietsu, Senior Martial Artist Been there done that messed around
I'm having fun don't put me down
I'll never let ya sweep me off my feet
I won't let you in again
The messages I've tried to send
The information's just not going in.The lack of evil in the words of Satake were giving Ellen trouble balancing the good and evil in the motives of Amago's group.
Good=Overthrowing some evil Tyrant dude (who was marrying an of-age girl. Ew.)
Bad=Killing students every 10 minute interval, or least that's what she remembered. Seems legit enough to sound evil.
"Well if taking students hostages the best plan your leader could come up with, I'd hate to see his worst." She was expecting some evil guy to attack all the girls in some "MWAHAHAHA IMA KILL ERRYBODY" style, but this man was just... so... "polite" was the closest word she could use. She gave a short sigh before answering the samurai with a small hint of sarcasm in her voice, "I'm Ellen Galietsu, a senior of the school you guys are so kindly holding hostage."
She crossed her arms with a textbook still held in her hand as she waited for Satake, finally she couldn't take it anymore. "That's it? I come downstairs expecting some super evil guy who's stomping around and we get some passive definetly-not-aggressive big guy? Aren't you gonna like... try to kill someone? Shove someone in a locker? Anything?" So many demons and shadows and villains have thrown themselves in the way of Ellen that she was used to the hostile actions of her opponents. This guy was just way too nice, giving off the aura of a wise and authoritativeness figure rather than the intimidating feeling of a bully.
But wasn't that kind of a good thing? Rainbow, Kanade, and Regan could possibly just be normal people, which meant they would be no match for Satake, even Ellen herself, who knew how strong this man actually was...
But this guy was still way too not-evil compared to every other opponent Ellen faced.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 6:51 pm
  "Kuro" Adamochi
The Borderline Artist In Denial What the hell was going on!? That was the main question in a lot of people's minds, right? This school was nuts. She'd been here for maybe a couple months now, mostly keeping to herself aside from the few people she associated with once in a while. She knew odd things happened around this town, but was it always to this sort of level?
She was staring at this samurai looking guy nearby now. And...fighting? There were other students on the field, some trying to get away and some challenging the samurai guy. Her? God, she didn't know! She shook her head. Thank god for timed medications. Or she wouldn't be handling this...that well. Though she was still shaking a little bit from the excitement of the situation. For safety, she pulled out the bat she had sticking out of her bag barely, and gripped it tight in her hand. Was she really intending on using it? YES. But for now she half hid from immediate sight, behind the lockers.
She glanced at the white haired boy nearby, approaching, merely giving him a brief look before turning her head back towards where the trouble was. Now what? She grit her teeth, she wasn't able to think clearly with the adrenaline trying to flood her body. Strangely, Kuro didn't pay attention to what was going on underneath it all. Motives, conversation, it all went over her head. She didn't care.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 7:05 pm
"Bride to be...? Hostages?" Regan takes a few steps away from the guy, looking him over. "I've just heard something interesting." The buxom girl adjusts the swordbag on her shoulder, getting ready to take the weapon out, if necessary. "You don't seem like a bad guy, but from what I hear, you've aligned to them for... whatever reason. I won't question your motives, but I will say you should stand down before someone gets hurt. You don't wanna hurt anyone, do you? No one would blame you for just letting things go, from here. You're conflicted with this strategy, after all. You don't like it... so just stand aside and avoid regrets." Hostages? What's probably a forced marriage with a high school student? She can't just let this go! She has a moral code to uphold, after all. This is unjust!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 7:18 pm
Satake Yoshishige, Proud and Just Samurai
"Well, it's not so much that it's his best plan...as it is the only plan that has any chance of working," the samurai thought out loud, not really pausing to think about whether or not he should be sharing all of this information with them. It's not like they were going anywhere, though, so what could it hurt? And once they had that girl they would be out of here, their plan already too far along for the Shogun to take advantage of anything they might tell him. He paused by the doorway and decided that with this many visitors there was no need to keep marching, facing up to them calmly and looking down the hall either direction to see who else might be coming. "It's kind of crowded here...you guys sure you don't want to wait somewhere else while this blows over? I think there's an office or something over there...or maybe it was over there?" he tried to remember the layout that they had been taught, but he couldn't recall properly. Either way, all he was just trying to be helpful. And they probably knew better than he did. IT was the suggestion that counted. Helpful would be much better than violent. Again he was reminded as he looked at the kids' faces that he didn't want to fight a bunch of young people like this.
"Kill someone? I'd rather not...I don't like fighting unless it's in the middle of a battle, where there's some honor in it. Even then, it's not like I enjoy the thought of killing. And you're all just kids, anyway...why should you get hurt over our grudge, even if it is for the country?" the large man thought out loud, the base of his spear touching the floor idly as he looked thoughtful, his displeasure in the mission evident, though his resolve still seemed firm, "I hope Amago knows what he's doing...but I guess that's why he's the leader and I'm not." It was as he voiced these doubts that another newcomer spoke to him, advising him to stand down. He had doubts? Yeah, that was true. But it was the duty of a samurai to follow his orders until the end. "Sorry, I can't stand down. If we don't get some leverage over the Shogun, that man's going to ruin this country and make every one of you slaves to the Mori. I've seen what he can do once before...and I'll do what it takes to protect the country. ...Even if it's a bit dirty, as long as we can get the job done with minimal damage, I'll follow the plan...even if it means taking the man's bride-to-be. So please, just be patient. All I'm doing is blocking a door...I have no interest in hurting anyone, but if you guys rush me, I won't have a choice."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 7:51 pm
"Mmnnn... you're not making this any easier for me, y'know..." Regan grumbles to herself, straightening back up and running a hand through her hair. "Aaaahg... It's so much easier when the bad guy's... a bad guy, y'know? Like... rude 'n stuff." She looks up for a moment before turning her eyes to the man in armor. "Hard to fight with conviction against a guy that's just doing his job..." She sighs, before she remembers something he mentioned. "And what's this about 'slaves to the Mori? I'd sooner die than become a slave to anyone! But I'm not about to just stand around while you hold my friends hostage and kidnap one of them for your own goals, either! If I had a choice, I'd take my chances fighting off the Shogun's forces. Now... aaaaaahg, can't we fight hand-to-hand or something? A sparring match, you win we stay put, I win you stand down."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 7:57 pm
Rainbow, the Fabulous Junior, and Kanade, the quiet junior.The two had been in a battle of indecision, with Rainbow trying to push himself forward, while Kanade kept holding him back.
"Hun, When I want my Meat, I want my Meat. And I won't let anything get in my way." the Fabulous Junior called, as the silverette held him back.
"I've got some beef bowl in my bag, just please don't start a fight." Kanade called, anxious to prevent things from turning hostile as several more students appeared. She paused, freezing in place again. So many people.....So many strangers.....
"Oh, I don't think I remember you. Rainbow's voice called, approaching the boy known as Emile with a not so subtle grin. "Name, Birthday, and sizes? Or should I take them myself, handsome?"
Kanade herself seemed a bit frozen, shivering in place. There were.....just so many people. So many strangers, so many unfamiliar voices......
Her mind played back memories of her previous school...All of the bullies, all of the laughter...and...and...Him....
The girl's eyes moved to and from as she shook, obviously not taking well to being a large crowd as she was.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Hopeful Conversationalist
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 8:10 pm
Emile Kalar
Emile maneuvered off to the sides leaning his back against one of the shoe lockers casually. Most people would probably think his actions strange considering all the ramifications of the situation, and to be honest he though his calm demeanor would be a warning sign to anyone else. Whatever was going on this mammoth of a man seamed to have his doubts about the validity of the whole situation. Although the references he was making completely threw him off. Shogun... But that was... Man, that was along time ago.
Now Emile was not a people person, and more less a hostage negotiator but he could tell if they could get this man on their side. They can get something done about this. Although the evident frustration of Regan was not going to make it easier. Emile understood her frustration well. He too wanted to fight, but this was one of those times diplomacy might be a better option.
"I'd hold off on that if I were you. He is not the one we need to be fighting. If you do not mind me asking. What would you do about this. It's more than obvious that you see things differently than this 'Amago'"
Emile shook his head with distaste at the question he was asked. Of all the times this happens now... NOW! A quiet annoyed groan escaped from Emile
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
