[Aftdeck, Moon 7 - Morning] Greenhorns - OPEN

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

Noticing that the Moshi's attention was now fixed upon him, Kotsu steps forward and offers a respectful bow.

"I am KItsuki Kotsu. And here are my papers."

The scroll in his left hand is handed off to her 'aide', as that seems to be the protocol . At least from his observation. His mismatched eyes look back at the frowning woman.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Kaimenko doesn't even bother with the spiel and just jerks her thumb towards the stairwell.

[Yoritomo Choukichi]

Though he arrives later in the morning than he had planned, Choukichi is confident that the results of his mornings search are more than worth any tardyness. He strolls confidently down the docks towards The Half Moon, carrying a basket carefully in his arms and a large pack on his back that produces considerable clacking sounds as he walks. When he reaches the bottom of the boarding plank he stops and reaches into a pouch at his side to grab a handul of rice which he throws into the water before uttering a short and quiet prayer. Once finished he sets his right foot onto the plank and boards the ship, stopping again before stepping onto the ship proper to make sure that it is his right foot again that he does it with. He stops there to look around the ship for a figure of authority and seeing Kaimenko heads over and offers a mostly proper but slightly akward bow due to the pack and the basket in his arms, and unsure if she is done with the Kitsuki, waits for her to adress him.

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

The Dragon follows the thumb and disappears down the stairwell...

/exit

[Bayushi Nobuyoshi]

A young man of the samurai caste makes his way through the various people traversing the port. His colors, not to mention his black mask with red lines mark him quite obviously as a member of the Scorpion Clan. His daisho, and the armor among his possessions mark him as a bushi. He's packed lightly, though he's carrying enough to suggest he's not out for a daily stroll.

He makes his way over to the area by the Half Moon. Rather than approaching the gunso, he finds a nice spot to stay out of people's way, while remaining somewhere within easy sight of the gunso.

He takes in the various people scuttling about the boat, and the things being loaded upon it. While he waits he allows himself the pleasure of a quiet song, mostly sung to himself.

Sixty set out from Kumiko all good men and true... barely carries to anyone near him.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

The woman rounds gracefully on her near kinsman and... glares. Nope. Clan did nothing to abate the Moshi's irritation. Kaimenko looks him up and down and narrows her eyes, snapping crisply, "Get on with it, I don't have all day."

[Bayushi Kichirou]

Truthfully Kichirou could have arrived hours ago. He was dragging his feet though. Spending more time than was necessary to select arrows and a proper kit to maintain his bow as well as some other accouterments he had managed to delay his arrival but eventually the time came.

Trepidation gripped him as he made his way up the gangplank, the sight of another Scorpion was welcome and unexpected. Deciding the Moshi in charge looked busy enough at the moment he stepped to the side near his brother, "Bayushi Kichirou." he offers with a quick bow, "What did you do to get this assignment?" he asks quietly as he can manage....no sense in attracting extra attention after all.

[Bayushi Nobuyoshi]

Ah, the best part about supiciously loitering, having other Scorpions walk up and start conspicuously whispering, while gesturing towards a loading ship. Sure to thrill the officer.

"Bayushi Nobuyoshi" he replies in a voice soft and flat, with a bow. "My past life earned it for me" he says in answer to the question.

[Toritaka Hoitsu]

At some point during the large amounts of activity, another man approaches the ship. Prior to boarding however, he pauses and gives the boat a look from bow to stern, as though taking it all in, what he thinks of it specifically is hard to tell from his expression, more of an appraising look than one of judgment. Those taking the time to in turn look at him likely quickly spot the Toritaka family mon proudly born on his clothing.

[Bayushi Kichirou]

Nodding sagely to the other Scorpion he looks to the deck and then to land, "My current life has put me where I find myself. Still I intend to make the best of it." he whispers fully cognizant of exactly what people think when they see two Scorpion speaking in hushed tones to one another.

[Yoritomo Choukichi]

Choukichi offers her another bow now that he has her attention, and seems unphased by her mood, though makes sure to speak in a respectful manner.

"Yoritomo Choukichi, reporting for duty aboard The Half Moon as ordered. Would you like my papers, or should I present them to the captain?"

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"I'm collecting them," comes the flat reply as she holds her hand out for the papers. "Get your things stowed below decks."

Yup. Friendly. Like a bear.

[Yoritomo Choukichi]

Choukichi spends a moment balancing his basket in one arm while he pulls his papers out of his kimono and hands them to her. For a moment he seems like he intends to say more, but then thinks better of it and bows again then heads for the stairs.

/exit

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Once Choukichi was out of her sight she rounds on the two Scorpion. Her voice was tempered to a sharp bark rather than a full on roar, "You two! If you're done lolly-gagging about and talking about how that one teahouse was oh so fabulous, give me your marching orders and get your collective asses below decks."

The woman rounds and fixes the Toritaka with that basilisk's, "That goes for you too! Come on then! MOVE IT!"

[Toritaka Hoitsu]

Being brought somewhat abruptly back to his senses the Toritaka blinked and looked around quickly to see who was calling him.

"Apologies, apologies. I was just admiring the ship." he bowed to the... 'loud' gunso. "Toritaka Hoitsu. My papers." he offered them with one hand, smiling happily.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"Moshi Kaimenko. Gunso," comes the graceless introduction. The woman didn't seem interested in pleasantries as she took the Crab's papers and jerked a thumb in the proper direction.

[Ichiro Yakusoku]

It had been a long morning. Yakusoku had completed her shopping and now made her way to the ship, eying vessels and sailors with little more than what may be a faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her packs carried over her shoulder, a wide brimmed hat hanging from a loose rope around her neck, and her daisho resting at her hip the woman wanders forward with confidence and an air that suggests this isn't her first time boarding a kobune.

Hearing the Moshi's 'graceless introduction,' she pulls her papers from her belongings and falls into line behind the Toritaka. "Ichiro Yakusoku," she states in a flat, level tone. After all, she was just another face amidst many who'd surely come today and it seemed the Moshi didn't really give a damn about each individual's life story. With a quiet patience she waits for her papers to be taken, prepared to head below deck once things are squared away.

[Toritaka Hoitsu]

Taking the thumb jerk for a dismissal, with little more time spent dwelling on the meeting, Hoitsu moved in the direction she had directed him.

/exit.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"Moshi Kaimenko. Gunso." She makes another impatient gesture towards the stairs with her free hand before taking the Ichiro's papers. "Stow your kit, keep out of the way."

[Bayushi Nobuyoshi]

Wordlessly, one of the Scorpions moves past the gunso in a quick, if controlled fashion, handing her his travelling papers with "Bayushi Nobuyoshi" clearly displayed for her uncaring eyes, and heads below decks to store his gear, as per orders.

/exit