[Moon 10, Morning - Aftdeck] GROUP A - Fashion 101

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"Why, Kitsuki-san, you are confounding man of genius," for the second time that morning, the woman smiles. It didn't bode well for her students, "For that rather discerning question, you get to come up here and help me with my next demonstration."

Kaimenko gives a sharp whistle and one of the crew's on-lookers brings her a coil of rope. Her fingers drum on the railing, "Right, I'll need... let's see... you and you as well," she cocks a finger at first Junpei and then Sayuri.

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

Pushing down an urge to flee that seems to suddenly spring to his mind at the sight of the Moshi's 'smile', the Kitsuki steps forward to where the gunso directed.

[Shiba Nozomi]

Sudden images of Sayuri sliding over the dsurface of the water with one foot as rudder and Junpei roped to one wrist with his clothes all billowed out around him as a sail flit through her head. Her eyes widen for a split second.

That would be...

Shaking her head a little, she dismisses the thought. And hopes not to see it executed.

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri looks at the Dragon curiously for a moment before noting their instructor's obvious summons. Tugging a last time at her sleeve, she pads up from her place near the back of the crowd. The panels of her armor creak as she moves, the tetsubo shifting only slightly at her back.

[Agasha Qian-Fan]

After the unfortunate slap in the face from his own errant clothing, Qian-Fan was now paying apt attention to the Moshi's teachings, eyes sweeping to the three summoned samurai in turn.

Not distant all the time then, neh?

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"You won't need your tetsubo Sayuri-san," she smiles, all cheer and light. Kaimenko takes the rope from the heimen with a nod and moves to thread it through a steel ring. The Moshi gestures for the Dragon to step forward, "Hold the rope with both hands. If you need to, brace yourself against the ship like so..."

She demonstrates before holding the rope out to him, making sure there was plenty of it behind him just in case, "No matter what happens, you're holding on to the kami-damned rope like your life depended on it. Got that?"

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

"Hai, Moshi-sama."

Kotsu takes the rope in his hands, bracing himself against the ship as demonstrated. He wasn't sure what to expect next.

[Hida Sayuri]

"Oh." While the Dragon settles himself with the rope, she looks at the assembled group and holds out the weapon to her fellow Hida. "Feels odd to leave it, but will you hold it for me, cousin?"

[Shiba Naomi]

Naomi took a deep breath as she watched the preperations for the 'demonstration'. Whatever would happen, her gut-feeling said that it wasn't going to be good.

What an icky-poo meanie-head.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

Kaimenko looks the other Crab up and down before turning her gaze on Sayuri, "Best not to do that. We may need his hands as well."

[Isawa Junpei]

Junpei stepped between several people on his way forward, trying to put on an air of confidence. There was no point in mentally doomsaying the entire endeavor from the get go, even if he was sure the Moshi woman would make every attempt to destroy him. Standing amid the two other chosen he waited to be addressed.

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri shrugged, "Hrmm. Anyone you don't need then Moshi-sama? Ain't wise to just leave it to roll on the deck neither."

[Yasuki Himiko]

Himiko walked forward, "I'll take it off yer hands, Hida-san."

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"The Yasuki will be fine," she replies without any return in her previous scowl.

The end of the rope that the Kitsuki wasn't holding, incidentally the bit that would dangle off the ship is handed to Junpei. "Hold on to this and wait for instructions."

Preparations made, Kaimenko turns back to her 'class', "For all the reasons Kitsuki-san mentioned, armor can be as much an inconvenience on board a ship as flapping sleeves and kimono. Armor, if it's made of steel, also rusts due to all the sea spray in the air. If you are happy spending all your waking hours polishing your armor, fell free to wear it any place you please but I promise you I will have your hides if you don't perform your duty."

[Bayushi Kichirou]

Kichirou watches intently curious as to see what the example will be and determined to remember the lesson well. He was pretty sure it had something to do with the weight of the armor but didn't see the parallel between the Crab's heavy suit and his own light armor.

[Isawa Junpei]

In all honesty, the Phoenix had little idea what to do with the rope once he had it in hand. Still, it seemed a pretty good bet that if he needed to hold onto it, it was probably in the same way as the Kitsuki. So, bracing himself as good as common sense would allow, he hung onto the rope for dear life.

Let the humiliation begin.

[Shiba Nozomi]

Nozomi is pretty sure she's seen this demonstration before. At least once.

The only thing that would indicate that to anyone else is that the small girl slowly shifts her weight to the balls of her feet as the Moshi goes about setting up the instructional situation. Watchful eyes critically examine the participants, gauging various factors.

[Kitsuki Kotsu]

Still holding his portion of the rope, Kotsu draws in a few deep breaths, remembering his lessons in maintaining one's inner calm.

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri nods a quick thanks to Himiko and passes the weapon over before returning to watching the lesson at hand.

Sure, the lacquer only protected armor so well, and dealing with salt-water-encrusted lacings was never fun. But it was better than facing the sort of things that crawled over the edge of a Crab ship without armor on. Maintenance was just the friendly way your armor kept you from getting too bored. Still, she frankly felt more exposed handing over the weapon than she would have without her armor.

[Moshi Kaimenko]

"Most of you have enough grace not to trip over your own feet and end yourself in the sea. However, in an engagement, every man and woman on board this ship will be doing their damnedest not to die. They will not be watching to see you tip over the railing. If you are wearing armor, you will have to swim in that armor until the battle is over and we do a head count and notice your precious little ass is missing."

Her dark brown eyes head straight for the Scorpion, spearing him with a pointed look before her gaze shifts back to Sayuri. She gives the woman a weighing look and then glances at the Dragon holding one end of the rope... and the Phoenix dangling off the other end, "..."

"Musasha-san, please step up. I believe we'll be needing your help."

It was a polite request. Shockingly so.