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Post by Miko Nakamura on Jan 27, 2009 20:55:55 GMT -5
Holding her arms over her head looking out the window towards the water that quietly lapped at the shore, Miko glanced down once to see the yards of silk delicately falling loose as the Obi was taken from her waist. Shooing NiXuin away, she walked over to the balcony, letting her mind wander of many issues coming to her daily. Then the voice of the Soke rang in her head, “ Empress, we must be allowed to extend some good will to the inhabitants of Zento, we shall follow you as always decreed, but to make a peaceful transition, My Lady please think on this.”
Winding the bulk of the silk from her Kimono around her arm, Miko slided down the wall sitting on the floor, looking out the slits of the balcony railing, What would Seiji had done? More so what would her father had done.
Hearing the soft steps of her faithful maiden, Miko collected herself, standing letting the silk fall to the floor. This girl had never questioned any of her commands or demands, and never failed her when sent to retrieve information, NiXuin’s eyes remained turned to the floor awaiting her word. “NiXuin prepare my tea, I wish for you to find me a more common dress, I will need them to walk more freely among these people.” Her head still lowered, shuffling backwards towards the steps, Ni replied, “As my Mistress commands.” Holding her head high as fit her station Miko watched her, “And send for your brother. We must speak.”
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