[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Even was the keel of his quickened heartbeat.

A steady, dull drumbeat hastened along by the woman's touch. Her kiss. "Perhaps." He thought as she spoke, Shiina's hand running along his face serving to warm his expression as much as he could manage. It was a big responsibility to mean that to someone. Uemon only hoped his own desires, ambitions, and untethered nature would not hurt her. Some people simply did not want to be saved... and he appreciated that she wasn't trying to. Respecting one's wishes and boundaries was important to him, especially since he always did the same.

Alone, that fact endeared him to her more than she knew.

Yet another meeting of their lips occurred and he could tell from her enthusiasm it would not end quickly. Skillfully she parted his lips, her tongue finding his as inviting as ever. Warmly they wrestled, his hands finding their way to slip within her yukata and carefully slide it from her shoulders. Soon his own followed suit, and he grabbed behind her upper thighs to pull the woman over top of him so that she straddled him once more. Their sloppy kiss left a trail between their lips when they eventually parted and Uemon's head reeled back as he felt her lips move to his neck. Then chest. Shiina was so caring in her movements... every touch, every kiss expertly placed. His hands traveled up the length of her body, rolling along every curve on the way up to her head. Ever the gentleman, he held her hair back as she made her way down his torso. It was the polite thing to do, after all. Absorbed in the moment he opened his eyes to glance longingly down at her. The woman's warmth pressed against his body only serving to excite him even more.

For the moment he would allow her to work her magic. His breathing had become heavy again... she knew how to enthuse.

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

If there was one thing she simply couldn't get enough of from Muramasa, it was his loving gaze. If eyes could kill...she thought to herself rather comically, as she had once told him. She quite enjoyed his quiet demeanor, the calmness and even borderline stoic personality amplified things that would have been missed with just words. His gaze, his touch, his scent, his body language, all of which would have been lost if he said words as sweet as all of those things he showed. And Shiina had heard loving words before, had heard people try to use words to seduce and flatter. But there was nothing like what he was showing her now that conveyed half its sincerity. She continued to move along his body, planting her lips softly on almost every inch as they explored and made their mark.

She was never one to indulge, never one to lose control. But she had done all of that and more with Muramasa. In a way, it made her feel afraid that she would get to a point of no return, where even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to stop. Could she allow herself to fall that deep, and still recover? And yet, she briefly entertained not wanting to recover. She was making a conscious choice, one which involved emotions and feelings that no words could contain, and she was willing to suffer the consequences should consequences were due. The woman looked back at Muramasa, her eyes conveying the same love that he gave her, and for a moment too long she held his gaze. "I just can't seem to get enough of you...it seems..." she breathed into his torso gently, a smirk on her face that was both playful and serious at the same time as their eyes met again.

She maneuvered her position so that she now sat lightly on top of him, making a conscious effort to not put her entire weight on her lower body so as not to crush his knees. One hand went to touch the top of his head as she gave his head a light pat, before sliding her fingers into his loose strands, gripping them lightly to draw herself closer to him. She drew her face inches apart of his, and with a mischievous smile that perhaps did not fit her demeanor thus far, she kissed the brim of his nose, moving to his lips yet again. "Now show me...what you got..." she hissed, the expression in her eyes as clear as the night what she wanted him to do. She loved that he took charge in situations like these, and she was ready to indulge if not for just that one night in his passion and love.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Pleasure he knew... but this was something beyond. Ecstasy, or very near to it. And he was reveling in it.

Dark eyes watched her work, his gaze never once leaving hers as she looked up at him. A few time he nearly shuddered from the sensation, his composure only barely maintained by some lone measure of restraint. "That... makes two of us..." Came his staggered response to her not being able to get enough. Words almost seemed to fail. This was addiction, through and through. He was hooked by this point... and so was she.

A dangerous prospect for them both, indeed.

While her hands made their way up his body his worked down hers. Delicately his fingers glided along her soft skin, near the wound on her chest and then outwards. Circling, teasing her with the faintest of touches. If she didn't have goosebumps he was doing something wrong. A pat on his head made him purse his mouth a bit in annoyance but as she gripped his hair and drew near he could see clearly a playful smile on her face. "So that's how it is..." The thought crossed his mind, his own expression forming a slight smirk. A kiss on his nose preempted a sly taunt from Shiina but he was already busy. One of his hands leaving her torso and sliding skillfully around to her back. Fingers traced down the length of her back... and then further down. Titillating her with a single wandering hand from behind. "I'll show you... if you show me." Uemon teased back, making sure to keep his gaze locked on hers. "Look at me." He instructed, softly but firmly. His free hand slid up her chest to her neck, pausing for the briefest of moments to grip it softly before continuing on to cup one side of her lovely face. "I want to watch your expression change." Further down the fingers on his other hand were still occupied. Moving rhythmically to make sure that she was fully ready. 

Relentless were his motions, his goal being to frustrate her to the point that she couldn't take it anymore. If she wanted to tease, he could tease. All was fair play in this dance of theirs.

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

Shiina trembled against his touch, every particle of her body reacted to the gentleness as his fingers traced her frame. He had incredible skill, and it wasn't only that skill that drew her into wanting more. The woman gave out a small whimper as the softest of touch met her skin. More than once she tightened the grip of her own hand on his body, an automatic mechanism that kicked in as goosebumps overtook them. She bit her lip slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips as she twitched her body under his touch. Her eyes closed as she drew a sharp intake of breath, her muscles relaxing, feeling the weight of her body slide off as she continued toe enjoy the teasing. "Mhm..." was the only sound that she allowed pass her lips, and she definitely indulged.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw the faint flicker of annoyance dance across his face when she patted him on the head, and at first she had been concerned. However, as his annoyance was slowly replaced with a playful smirk of his own, the woman breathed a sigh of relief. All the while his hands moved artistically, and she shivered at every touch. Shiina smiled, a smile of pure pleasure while he teased. To return the favor, her own hands moved as well, trailing down his abdomen and working their way down. Her touch was equally as soft as his, as though to match, and for awhile they were there, bathing in each other's fingertips. At his firm but gentle command to look at him, her golden hues would find his face, the faintest hint of pleasure now revealed in her eyes.

They held their positions for some time, until she allowed her hands to move to his side, attempting to pull his body upward so that she could slide under. She tried her best to move with grace, although she did take into account that he was still injured. Their dance would begin with this position change, her eyes never leaving his as she sought after his whimpers and sounds of pleasure as well.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Basking in each other's warmth and motions of their hands he could feel his self-control beginning to slip.

A look of enjoyment on the woman's face only caused him to further his efforts. His breathing had picked up even more and as she laid atop him he could feel them inching closer and closer to the penultimate act. "More..." He cooed softly, craning his head slightly to kiss her neck. A playful lick followed in the same spot. Uemon's senses buzzed as he continued to tease her. "I want to hear more." Mumbling these words into her skin his movements quickened. Pace dictated by nothing more than his own overwhelming desire and her sounds of pleasure. A soft, just audible sigh escaped his lips at her touch.

Just as he chased after her satisfaction she did the same to him. Two guarded souls trying to coax more out of one another.

Feeling her hands shift he took this cue to wrap an arm around her waist and flip over, reversing their positions. Any lingering restraint gave way to his bubbling passions as he placed her legs on his shoulders. A look of pure adoration and want he wore plain on his face as he neared her own, pausing just centimeters from her lips. "Just like that..." More instruction came, his dark eyes looking longingly into her golden ones. "Don't look away." His body moved on its own, his gaze locked with hers. Fervor took hold of all of his motions.

Grasping and squeezing endlessly he took the lead. Enough teasing. Like some master sculptor searching vainly for non-existent imperfections his hands paid close attention to every inch of her body. Every curve, every soft, lovely atom. Poring over her details. Intricacies. Committing her body fully to memory so that he would never forget. Constantly seeking those sounds that fell so sweetly from her candied lips...

And he would peer into her captivating eyes in the entire time.

~FTB~

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

There was only so much teasing she could take before she succumbed to desires. Shiina whimpered, her eyes still closed as shiver after shiver overtook her body. Each time she felt her body move on its own, she would bite her lip, allowing a small moan to escape her lips. Each time she would utter in a half breathless voice for him to keep going, to never stop. She gave in to his commands and instructions, unable to stop the sounds of pleasure from being uttered even if she wanted to. And for a good moment she simply allowed them to come through. Once or twice the whimpers turned somewhat loud, as she exclaimed in his ear. "Please...don't stop...don't..." her voice was hushed but had a sense of urgency laced behind it, and the more he gave her, the more she took. She gripped the back of his neck as their positions switched.

As he ordered her to look at him, that was exactly what she did, opening her eyes so that she stared at him, holding his gaze. She realized how much he liked looking at her, watching her every minute change in expression. And she would equally like to see his, especially coupled with the sounds he made as he allowed himself to indulge, like one would of a forbidden fruit. It was true that she was somewhat like a forbidden fruit -- not many was able to ever get so close to her as he had been and was now. The woman's face flushed from the heat of their bodies pressed against one another, and her own passions thrown in the mix. She loved to indulge, loved every second of it, her fingers committing his entire body to memory as they pulled closer to one another.

And as they lay there some hours later, her in his arms, she would think to herself quietly of all that they had done. Of course, there was the physical, which was enticing, but also how much they had grown spiritually and emotionally with the aid of one another. She would watch his peaceful face with a small smile, one finger tracing his lips gently as he slept. There was something so utterly peaceful about the man beside her. She longed for this moment to never end, for the night to never be replaced by daylight as she simply caressed his body.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Passions burned long into the night as they blossomed once more for one another, body and soul.

At one point the woman told him not to stop. "Never..." Was the only response he could manage, his brain a haze of elation and determination. A hand on the back of his neck beckoned him  closer and he obliged. It was as if his entire being had melded with hers for a time. The sounds she made were music to his ears. A beautiful melody played on repeat at varying volumes. Uemon could not help but offer some of his own as their bodies moved in tandem with each other. He felt... alive.

Pleasure like this he had never known... far beyond addicting.

Hours passed and in the twilight of their excitement the pair lie there in bed. "Mm..." A soft vocalization lured forth by her hands on him. Sleep found him for a while but only a light variant. Her fingers on his body caused him to stir. "If you keep that up I can't promise to stay away..." His voice was groggy yet a faint half smile bloomed on his face. With her cozied up next to him like this it was easy for one of his hands to return the favor, idly tracing the length of her body. She struck a perfect silhouette in the darkness of the night that his artist's eye couldn't help but admire. "Uemon you lucky fool..." He thought as his half-lidded eyes leisurely followed his hand. Watching her body move due to his touch was a sight to see.

Someone like him would have been more than content to admire her from afar, and he did from the moment he laid eyes on her. A beauty like hers could not be overstated even fully clothed. But to be here like this, bare as they were in more ways than one... he'd never forget it for as long as he lived.

Lucky didn't even begin to come close. But it was the best his fluttering mind could manage just then. Lucky. And free. 

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

At his sounds of pleasure, the woman basked in them, her body trembling and her hands working her magic to ensure that the sounds didn't cease. It was quite cute to hear this side of him, his inability to contain himself. And that was the same for her, even though she had long removed that containment on her end. Shiina gave out a soft chuckle at music to her ears, and together they played the perfect ensemble. The woman brought her body even closer, so that their skin, their body and their souls were intertwined as one. She gave tiny squeezes of her fingers on his skin, none too aggressive, but all the more alluring. It was a great balance of give and take, and she was perfectly satisfied about this equilibrium. At the height of all the psasion and excitement, the girl would give small screams of pure joy.

As they lay in bed, excitement dimmed, the woman would let out satisfied sighs, her head lay gently on his head. Her breathing had slowed to normal and her heartbeat steadied to a normal rate. At his words she merely looked at him sweetly. "Who said I wanted you to stay away? And who said I wanted you to?" It came on a little strong, but her words were laced with emotions far beyond the strength of her words. Indeed, she had not asked him to stay away, but she wanted to reiterate her opinion of this matter. She didn't want him to, and would do anything to stop him.

"You see..." she began, her word soft as she once more placed her head on his chest, "I never thought we would get to this point...but I'm more than happy that it did." The first sign of weakness, giving into her emotions more than rationale as she spoke. Shiina was definitely comfortable with Muramasa and wanted to make sure that he knew just how comfortable she was with him. She closed her eyes and heaved a deep sigh, her fingers once more tracing his abs. "You are...a light at the end of my tunnel..." she chose her words carefully, hoping she wasn't being too aggressive with her intent.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Only a few hours past and he was already having flashbacks... what had this woman done to him?

Her sweet words struck quite the contrast with the vigorous lover that she was. Uemon liked that. A lot. "Good." Came his quiet reply, a playful squeeze just above the back of her thigh punctuating the word. "Because I don't want to." As she rested her head on his chest she would be able to hear his heartbeat again. Steady, and much more calm than earlier... but it did seem to quicken ever so slightly when she touched him.

Shiina told him that she never expected them to end up this way and his eyes drifted to the ceiling as he considered her words. "I didn't either." He said, recalling their first meeting. Truly he thought this would end up a 'look but don't touch' situation. For once he was glad to be wrong. She said she was happy it ended up this way and would feel him nod slowly before lowering his face to the top of her head, planting a small kiss there. He was glad too. To be here with her like this was nice. Surprisingly, so. If someone told him a year ago that he would end up sharing so much with someone he might have laughed. If he ever did laugh, that is. Though what she said next made his eyes widen a bit. "Light?" The word replayed in his head. Over and over again. Uemon had been called many things... but never that. "I don't know how bright I'll be..." Was his soft, somewhat sullen reply. To him, he was shadow. Abstruse perhaps but for what he needed to do he had to be.

Darkness was where his path lie... and where he dwelt. To hear the opposite left him nearly speechless. Was it even possible?

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

His words made her smile, especially the part about how he didn't want to stay away from her. A blush crossed her face, and she lifted her head, moving her body so that she could kiss him on the nose again, a gentle kiss to seal the deal of his words. Shiina didn't want him to stay away, but half of her wanted to know just how she could make him not stay away. They were going to part eventually, possibly within a couple of days, and as she realized this, her eyes would show sadness that had never appeared before, avoiding his gaze immediately and lowering her head back to his chest. She listened to the rhythmic sounds of his heartbeat, another sigh replaced the last.

At his mention of not knowing how bright of a light he'd be, the woman would almost chuckle. "I think that's for me to judge, no? I think you are plenty bright at least to me. If others ever disagree, tell them to come and talk to me..." she half joked in response although most of what she said was true. She firmly caressed him at that point, as though to tell him that what she said was what she meant wholeheartedly. Shiina had grown to feel more than she ever thought was humanly possible for her and a part of her was scared of repercussions, even more scared than she had been before she had crossed the line with the man.

There was no turning back now...she thought to herself.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

Another kiss placed gently on his nose brought a fleeting half smile to his face.

Shiina was sweet, surprisingly so past her outward demeanor. Knowing that she was not like this with everyone only made her gestures all the more impactful. For a moment he thought he caught a hint of sorrow in her eyes but she averted her gaze and laid her head on his chest. He returned his to the ceiling. If they could only stay. This fruit was the most tempting of all...

Alas, other matters sought their attention. Devotion. So while it lasted they had to make sure to enjoy this measure of peace.

Listening to her say that his brightness was for her to determine nearly made him smirk. "Yeah..." He replied softly, his expression now a mixture of both sadness and subdued contentment. "I guess you're right about that." Ruminating on his own nature was something he had been doing more and more lately. Uemon was not so dramatic to think himself evil... in fact he didn't even believe in the concept. Gray, more like. Equal parts good and bad. Though he did wonder which half would win in the end. "I've seen what you can do... that'd hardly be fair." His half joking reply came with a near snicker and another firm squeeze of her bottom. The idea of sending someone to talk to her was amusing but truthfully he had never much cared for what others' opinions of him. Aside from those who were important to him. As long as Shiina thought he was light well... that was good enough for him.

Getting this close to another person was something he never expected... but he was finding that he did not mind it.

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

A smile and a blush once more found their way on her face. She had certainly be doing a lot of both those things with Muramasa, which were new to her. It wasn't that she was incapable of showing emotions beyond the bare minimum, but rather that she didn't ever have a need to. She had met many people in her life, most of whom wanted to know her body more than her being, and so there was really no need to show any emotion other than that scratched the surface. Shiina had been flattered once or twice, but never enough that she felt that she could be truly vulnerable or open to the person. But Muramasa was different, although this was probably established well before the current moment.

She allowed her head to lift from his chest as she got up and sat on the bed. The two of them didn't seem to be too in need of much sleep, as both had taken a nap at the clinic before. There was much more conversations to be had, and now that their passions and hormones have been regulated, the woman knew that there was no better moment than this. She went to retrieve the bottle of sake, or what was left of it, wrapping a clean towel tightly around her body before reappearing in the room. If Muramasa wanted to sit up, she would have gotten another one for him to do the same. If not, he was perfectly fine simply lying in bed.

The woman would return and sit on the bed next to him, taking a drink from the bottle itself. She threw her head back and allowed the liquid to simply enter her mouth from the brim of the bottle, there was really no need for cups at this point, before passing the entire bottle to Muramasa. "Let's talk about your plans...shall we?" Her voice was light, her eyes searching his face for any changes in expression. "I know you have retribution on your mind and I want to help you in any way possible. It's better to have two people than one, after all." she wouldn't continue, giving him a warm smile. "Those who deserve to die, will, and we will both make that happen, even if that costs our lives in the process." The tone she used was of such conviction that it even surprised herself. She knew that she was half thinking about the people who had wronged her while she spoke. "I'm also not afraid to die, if that was ever something you were concerned about."

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

As the woman sat up in bed his eyes followed her desirously.

Never did he need an excuse to admire her before... but knowing what they had done somehow made the sight of her all the more enjoyable. "I'll never get tired of watching that..." The thought crossed his mind as she wrapped a towel around herself and went to retrieve the sake. His eyes never left her figure. Even as she returned and gave him a towel he continued to lie there for a moment and simply admire her visage. "Plans... right." Snapping out of it he sat up slowly and draped his waist with the towel, rising himself to go and rummage around in his satchel. Retrieving his small black book he returned to the bed, sitting with his back against the headboard as he rifled through the pages. Going from such a pleasant experience to thoughts of revenge was a big shift and his face said as much. But Shiina was right. There was plotting to do. "Numbers always help." He said with a nod, glancing to her as a faint smile flashed across his face for just a moment.

At her insistence on helping even at the cost of their lives a hint of sadness shone through in his eyes. "Shiina..." He began, one of his hands reaching out to grasp hers as a stern expression replaced his half smile. "You still have things you need to do... don't jeopardize your own goals for mine." Retribution was something they shared in common. It would not be fair to risk her own for his. "I doubt I could talk you out of it... just know that I'll help you, too." The sentiment he appreciated more than she knew. If he were to go it alone it was essentially a suicidal effort. Hana always told him as much. Puppetry was his solution in lieu of allies... but maybe relying on others would further his odds. It just seemed so incredibly selfish to ask that of someone. So he wouldn't. Volunteering however was a different matter. It was something to think about, at least. "Somehow... I got that impression." Quietly he responded to her last statement. His dark eyes meeting hers. Uemon's face had grown sullen. "It's easy to spot others who feel the same, I guess." Death was a reality he faced in this endeavor. No, he fully expected it whether his mission was successful or not. That part he would keep to himself for now though. There was no need to cause undue worry...

Looking back to his book he flipped to a page containing two names. "Jinzashin parted with a name before he 'fled'." He began. Hirohata Jinzashin's name in his book was crossed off. Towards the bottom lied another, underlined multiple times. A faint dark brown stain rested near it. A messy remnant of the bloody night he and Shiina had met on. "It's all I have so far, though... I need all the intel I can get on this person." Two dark eyes seemed to burn holes in the page as he fixated on it. Despite the relief of tension earlier he could feel his body begin to tense. "Kira Yoshitada." Venom dripped from his words, even quiet as they were. His brow furrowed slightly. "A court official... and I assume one who has the Daimyō's ear." For a brief moment his body began to tremble... but then it ceased. At least he was getting better at controlling his wrath, it seemed. Or maybe it was only due to Shiina's calming presence. A sigh escaped his lips and he closed his eyes in thought. "Intelligence gathering's a pain... but I do still have some family in the Land of Iron." Without even a place to start he would be forced to rely on someone else. Dragging another into this feud. "They might know more." Again he went silent. The gears in his mind turning endlessly.

It was nearly time... and the first step was out of the way. Now he had to commit to walk this path. Uemon only hoped it wouldn't cause his loved ones strife. Too much of that, already.

[Ryuujin Shiina]

In the city of fools, I was careful and cool but they tore me apart like a hurricane.

TAG - Muramasa Uemon



NOTES - 

Shiina shook her head, smiling sadly at his response. It was true that she had her own retributions to think about, but like him, she knew that the road was going to be long and dark. Did she think that she didn't have the capabilities to see through the plans to their end? No. But there was a part of her that didn't mind pushing her own arc until later. Retribution and revenge would come eventually, and to be fair she didn't know how to go about her own story anyway. There were people she knew who had answers, but getting to those people were hard enough of a feat. "Then, let's focus on yours first and then on mine...if we make it out alive..." She gave him a half-smile, although her eyes continued to show flickers of sadness.

She was perhaps more adamant than necessary about helping Muramasa. It was only because she had her own selfish reasons to go along with his care for him; the idea that she wanted to find a purpose in her life that was outside of her own retribution. She had allowed what she had experienced and trying to find the answers to the unknown to define most of her life, and now it was time for her to help someone else, in turn helping herself when the time came. As he hissed the name of a man, she could sense the anger, the split second of anger that had consumed him the night they met form once more. Although more contained than before, she could tell that this man was perhaps the embodiment of all of his rage, or at least was close enough to the core of it to allow for such deep emotions to come from a man like him.

"Land of Iron? Well, intelligence gathering is in part something I'm very good at..." she whispered, the half smile turned into a full smile as she gazed up at the man. It was true; if there was one thing she prided herself in being able to do, it was to extract information from the most difficult of people. A splash of flattery and a pinch of sweet words were all it took for a woman like her, and men from far and wide have fallen for it. She doubted that their targets would be any different. In fact, she was almost certain that other than Muramasa, not many could defy her charms if she really put her mind to it. "Shall we go make another visit then? Maybe you'll be able to find something quicker with my help." Shiina gave him a wink, taking another drink out of the sake bottle.

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[Muramasa Uemon]

Muramasa

A long pause followed her declaration to help him first... but eventually he opened his eyes and gave a slow nod.

Persuasion was never his strong suit. "Alright... thank you." If she wanted to help of her own volition who was he to tell her no? At the very least they could give it a try... though the thought of her placing herself in danger for his sake did give him pause. Shiina could handle herself. Better than he, from what he could tell. It was a tentative yes. For now, at least.

Intelligence gathering being her specialty made him go silent and blink. "I... guess it is, isn't it?" Something he had never even considered. A testament to the fact that he never once thought about asking others for help, perhaps. Of course it was her specialty. With her looks and wiles she could coax information out of just about anyone. "You do have a way with words..." Among many other things. A small half smile returned to his face for the briefest of seconds as he thought on her question. "I'll have to to return eventually... I think I should write to my uncle first, though." If anyone knew of the current goings-on it would be him. As it stood, he and his clan were the Muramasa clan's strongest remaining allies as well. "My mother's clan the Sanjō are probably the only friends my family still has." Not publicly of course... but their banishment never sat well with the Sanjō. Seeing a daughter of theirs forced into exile would do that. Their liege lords were another matter entirely however and could cause some issues.

It was a start... though many details still needed ironing out. If his uncle could point them in the right direction Shiina's skills would help greatly with what came next. Much to think about.