Revenge
You are standing outside the dojo with a small smile on your face, looking around at all of the beautiful scenery. Nature is always so peaceful. You could stand and look at it for hours.
Unfortunately, you don't *have* hours. Not right now.
For just a moment, you crouch down to take a look at one of the more unusual flowers. It has very pale-coloured petals, and a heady, tropical scent that almost makes you feel dizzy. You consider picking it so that you can show Asahi, but decide against it.
You wouldn't want to spoil the flower's beauty. So much has been ruined in the world anyway... And you can always bring Asahi outside to take a look at the flower anyway.
You straighten up reluctantly, and then enter the dojo, kicking your sandals off just after you go through the door.
There are a number of former samurai inside the dojo, but there are really only two people that you have any interest in talking to. Ronin, the leader of your little group.
And Asahi, the girl you took to looking after when her father had been killed and her mother had more or less abandoned her.
Who do you want to talk to?
Unfortunately, you don't *have* hours. Not right now.
For just a moment, you crouch down to take a look at one of the more unusual flowers. It has very pale-coloured petals, and a heady, tropical scent that almost makes you feel dizzy. You consider picking it so that you can show Asahi, but decide against it.
You wouldn't want to spoil the flower's beauty. So much has been ruined in the world anyway... And you can always bring Asahi outside to take a look at the flower anyway.
You straighten up reluctantly, and then enter the dojo, kicking your sandals off just after you go through the door.
There are a number of former samurai inside the dojo, but there are really only two people that you have any interest in talking to. Ronin, the leader of your little group.
And Asahi, the girl you took to looking after when her father had been killed and her mother had more or less abandoned her.
Who do you want to talk to?