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Post by Shinwa on Apr 3, 2018 23:37:16 GMT 10
Shinwa doesn't even blink....richest Ronin ever...as five koku finds their way into the bouncer's hand without an apparent origin at all. "It is right for helpfulness to be rewarded."
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 4, 2018 0:31:18 GMT 10
"Indeed," the bouncer replies without skipping a beat. "And if you ever have need of more...retainers...you know where to find me." He offers a quick wink before nodding to his side. Then, much quieter, "Teahouse around the corner offers a secluded entrance for patrons who visit in person. Ask for the sencha with two twists of Yuzu, and they will escort you through the passage to the viewing platform."
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 4, 2018 1:16:30 GMT 10
A brief, but polite, bow, and Shinwa withdraws with Nanashi. Once they are out of earshot of the bouncer he turns. "Well, we either have our way in, or we are in for a fight. We shall see which. Ready?"
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 4, 2018 1:31:12 GMT 10
Deep and internal sigh
“Let’s do this.” Nanashi says with a roll of his neck.
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 4, 2018 3:14:38 GMT 10
Shinwa and Nanashi head to the teahouse that the bouncer specified, glancing around casually.
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 4, 2018 8:49:02 GMT 10
There is indeed a quaint Teahouse, although there are no windows out onto the street. It looks like it doesn't see regular traffic from locals.
Just as the pair begins to approach, the door opens to allow a pair of women to leave. Both are definitely samurai, judging by their wakizashi (not a full daisho) they bear and their proud demeanour. Both are in unidentifiable browns, except one does have a sea green obi.
They both move to leave the area, without sparing even a glance at Nanashi or Shinwa.
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 4, 2018 9:16:26 GMT 10
"I imagine a lot of clan samurai would rather not be recognized here," Shinwa says in a soft, wry voice. He pulls open the screen to the tea house for Nanashi, and follows right after.
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 4, 2018 9:48:40 GMT 10
Nanashi responds just as quietly, “well lucky for us, we are both hated. So...no worries.”
Nanashi steps in. When they are seated. “ We will both have sencha with two twists of Yuzu.”
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 4, 2018 21:41:50 GMT 10
"Ah!" the servant says with delight. "Of course! If the elegant samurai would please follow me to personally select their Yuzu from the tree..."
The servant leads the way down the central corridor, then takes two sharp turns which brings them into a dark upper platform, with cushions and small tea caddies strewn about the place. The tatami floor in particular is interesting, as it is completely transparent, affording a full view of the show below... presumably without those below being able to see what and who are above.
There are currently no contestants on the foam-tatami composite floor of the arena below, although a masked servant is busy mopping up a puddle of shimmering liquid near the centre.
There are four individuals currently lounging about on the viewing floor: a thin man, with porcelain skin and a regal bearing; a morbidly obese man, with his gut hanging out of his clothing for all to see; a very young man, possibly not even past gempukku, sitting in the lap of the obese man, with his master's hands roaming beneath his pretty silks; and a platinum blonde samurai-ko, bedecked in hairpins, probably in her early thirties—the latter is hitting the bottle quite hard.
"Anoo, my supervisor informs me this is your first visit. Usually, we are fine to settle the bill upon leaving, however, you are unknown to us. Can I trouble you for a letter of reference or a deposit upfront?" The servant looks nervous—this is not a situation he has been in often before.
"Lemon-chan, please bring my friends over without further delay," the porcelain-skinned man commands with a lilt in both tone and smile.
The servant blushes, then immediately recovers, and leads Shinwa and Nanashi to seats beside Mr Porcelain.
"Bring more junmai, and leave us in peace. The next round is about to begin."
The servant rushes to comply.
Mr Porcelain does not move to introduce himself, seemingly content to let the silence breathe.
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 5, 2018 2:04:42 GMT 10
Shinwa, for his part, settles into the perfect, if slightly archaic, manners of a (disguised) nobly-born Crane lord, despite his ronin attire, bowing to greet Mr. Porcelain and settling in place near him as though Nanashi were only his yojimbo.
(Awareness/Etiquette = 35 (-5 penalty) http://orokos.com/roll/611162)
After a polite greeting to Mr. Porcelain, he offers, "Please forgive, minne-sama. Your security seems excellent and discrete...but it would not do to be recognized at such an...exclusive establishment, no?"
He makes an imperious gesture, as if he were controlling the fate of the galaxy or something. "Nanashi," he says, dropping the title in a way that would be completely unthinkable for a ronin to do to a true Clan samurai. "Go do the standard checks for recording devices and other...potential causes of embarrassment, please?"
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 5, 2018 5:19:44 GMT 10
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 5, 2018 15:22:44 GMT 10
(OOC: Emerald has been consulted, and Nanashi acquires an honour loss of 2 points due to being so subservient to someone far beneath his station. Emerald will update the status thread accordingly.)
Nanashi notes that the only exit from this wide room is the corridor they entered in. He also sees a camera in the ceiling at three of the four corners of the room, with the fourth presumably existing but being beyond his notice right now. Leaving the room briefly, Nanashi finds a few different paths down the corridor. The first one leads to a bathroom, and as he turns back from that 'dead end', he comes across the body servant who was sitting in the lap of the obese patron earlier. As he approaches, he bows low with a smile, the movement causing his loose obi to begin to unravel. "Ah! Apologies for my rudeness, Sama!" he says as he moved to cover up his revealed shoulder.
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Post by Mirumoto Nanashi on Apr 6, 2018 0:31:45 GMT 10
(Ouch)
Nanashi mentally readies himself for a dagger to go flying at his throat or some flying guillotine to be launched at him. This whole thing is just wrong.
“Hai? I’m done checking this area.”
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Post by M'thack-kir on Apr 6, 2018 1:13:32 GMT 10
The younger samurai bows again, then moves past to enter the bathroom, humming to himself as he goes.
The main servant, Lemon, passes by with a tea tray, evidently oblivious to Nanashi's presence.
Nanashi notices that there is a computer terminal down the other end of one nearby corridor. If he is to have a shot at it, he must be quick, and he must move now.
Meanwhile, Lemon arrives with three drinks, placing them on the caddy between Shinwa and Mr Porcelain, before retreating. Below them, a skinny straw of a man in a simple red fundoshi appears, and begins to stretch and warm up.
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Post by Shinwa on Apr 6, 2018 1:32:55 GMT 10
When Lemon arrives with the tea and starts to go again, Shinwa lifts his finger to hail the servant over to begin to ask quiet questions about the various drink options available and how business has been recently and so on. It is primarily small talk, pitched softly so as not to overly annoy Mr. Porcelain, but keep Lemon's attention on Shinwa and buy time for Nanashi to continue his searching/hacking without Lemon noticing.
Awarness/Courter = 48 (-5 penalty if required)
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