by Isawa Junpei » Mon Aug 29, 2011 3:28 am
Oh, this was just great. Junpei wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out, something the Ikoma might have empathized with. Sharing the same sleeping quarters as all the other men of the ship, the two had obviously seen one another, but talking had not been foremost on the young priest's mind, especially with the worry that at any moment he might simply collapse from the weakness pervading his limbs.
And so, sitting on the floor, ashamed beyond recognition, he didn't even raise his eyes, feigning deftness. Instead he pondered his water cup, and took another bite of his mint leaf.
Phoenix Clan * Shugenja * Air * Tensai * Blessed * Wind Rider * Airborn[e]
Honor: What is Expected * Status: 1.0 * Glory: 2.0
Carries: scroll satchel (waterproof), medicine kit
"Only by understanding the shifting winds can one understand the shifting pulse of the heart and the world around him."
- The Tao of Shinsei