Amethyst and Jade

[ACursedDreamer]

Name: Amethyst and Jade
Genre: Dark/Erotic/Some What Original
Setting: Feudal Japan (Fantasy, nearly no basis in reality or actual history)
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Contact: ACursedDreamer
Joining Info/Requirements: Semi-Open. Basically what I'm looking for is a PM, describing your character (also maybe a link to a picture). As well as a little bit of background and what exactly the character is doing at the Emperor's Winter Court. Also what class is your character (Samurai, Samurai-ko(Female Samurai), Monk, Priest, Ninja, Diplomat, Daimiyo (Lord), Wizard). NOTE: Ninja's. If you wish your character to be a Ninja, tell me in a PM and don't announce it to everyone else. Looking for Creative Writers who want to add ideas, who posts more than just a few lines.

Further Info: The Emperor, Kenjiro the 1st, ascended to the throne when his father took ill and died. He is the youngest Emperor in the regions history, the boy barely 19. This is his first winter court, and it is being hosted in his home, dubbed the Castle of Hidden Dreams. He has requested the presence of the Daimiyo's who served his father so that they may renew their service by swearing feality to him. There are a handful of major families who hold much land, and massive armies in the region, it is also suspected that the Emperor will try to keep the peice and appease many (and if he can all) of the Daimiyo's so that not a single drop of blood need be shed...

The Emperor has adopted the color Amethyst and added it to the color of all those who came before him, Jade. His messengers, and anyone who is under his protection, as well as most of those who are loyal to him display an amulet crafted with Amethyst and Jade. To attack someone with this symbol is considered an attack upon the Emperor himself...

He, and his servants patiently await the arrival of the Daimiyo's, who have been invited to bring with them two servants. The Emperor is single, and looking for an Empress, so that he may continue his line...

Further Info OOC: Looking for as many players as possible. Please submit a PM, looking for this thread to be fun and entertaining for those playing as well as those just reading...

Wizards and Magic: Will be addressed on an as needed basis.

Ninjas: Any ninja in the court will have another "face", so that way they will be nearly indesernable from anyone else. Ninja's for the most part are considered peasent legends.

Characters: Looking for Original Characters. Don't care if you use a picture from a game or an anime but please don't use the name or the history of the character...

Anything else: Ask. I will probably edit the post and add it here after answering you.

-Dreamer-

OOC:
Name:Emperor Kenjiro
Age:19 years old
HT:5'7"
WT:131 pounds
Description: A somewhat taller, slender built young man, his hair was recently dyed a deep red. It's long, down to his lower back and usually held back in traditional samurai fashion. A pair of golden amber eyes adorn his face and draws most people’s attention, followed easily by his slightly pointed ears. He usually dresses in an Amethyst and Jade colored Kimono, and a pair of black hakama’s (Pants), and usually a pair of white tabi(split toe socks) with black zori(sandals). He also usually wears a Samurai's Diashio (Sword Set. Katana (Long Sword) and Wakazashi (Short Sword)). The Katana is the same one which every Emperor has held, the Wakazashi on the other hand is new, complete with an Amethyst saya (Sheath), the hilt of his sword however is red. Blood red.

History: The only son of Emperor Shinken Ikari. Kenjiro was raised with much of the right, and privalege of a Prince. He was taught the way of the sword by the Empire's best duelist from the time he was 5. He studied tactics and the art of war with the best Rikugunshokan (General) that the empire has ever produced, he studied the intricacies of court with his mother. Bringing an understanding to his father's side that was nearly unsurpassed...

He's never loved anyone, to the best of the Empire's knowledge. He's flirted with many and broken twice as many hearts, but never has he loved. Some think it's an act that his cold, young heart is incapable of... only the bride he chooses will truly know.

When he was 13, after his initiation into the Samurai cast the young prince wandered the land, encountering many. He did his best to spread the word of his father's greatness from the most Regal Daimiyo to the most lowly, humble peasent... around the time he was 15 and returning home, he disappeared for three months, only to turn up one night bruised, bleeding and in possession of the Wakazashi he still carries.... many whisper that dark magics possess the sword and now it's weilder.. but usually not within earshot of the new Emperor or his informants...

 

[ACursedDreamer]

The day of the Arrivals...

Darkness. Darkness claimed the halls of the castle. In the near silence of the early morning hours even a grain of rice falling to the floor could be heard. Wake up. Wake up young Emperor. I require my sacrifice. The young Emperor, Kenjiro, was slowly roused from his slumber. He gave a yawn and stretched, and then heard the voice again. Give it to me. A small frown formed across Kenjiro's pale as rice paper features. His golden amber eyes stared out into the darkness, he turned to his right and saw the crimson hilted Wakazashi resting in the Daishio Stand. A strange crimson light had developed around the short sword. "Yes, yes. I know..." Kenjiro spoke into nothingness. He stood up slowly and sighed. The pale light the sword gave off highlighted many scars on the young ruler. He had dozens of them all over his chest and abdomin, as well as on his back and sides. He picked up the wakazashi and sighed, drawing it from it's Amethyst saya and making a swift yet thin cut on his chest, above his nipple. There was nearly no blood escaping from the wound...

... but that was because the shortsword had drank it. Because the Emperor could not promise the sword the blood of an enemy in combat, he was required to give blood of himself or another. He decided it would be best if no one knew about this so he quietly took on the task of donating his own blood to the restless soul of the short sword. "I guess I should begin my day then..."

Later that Day

The Emperor, after bathing, meditation, and his morning kata's ate his breakfast and was waiting patiently for his guests to arrive. That was a lie. He wasn't waiting patiently. He was nervously pacing. "What if no one comes? What if they are all planning a coup? What if..?" The fog that normally surrounded the Castle of Hidden Dreams had lifted with the rising of the sun. The Imperial Guard waited at there posts patiently, speaking with each other in low tones mainly whipsering about how they hope some Geisha, or Horny Samurai-Ko come with the Caravans of Diplomats and Daimiyo's today.

The Emperor's fastest runner, a young fledgling samurai boy named Dayu waited at the gates to bring news of Arrivals so the Emperor may regain his composure before anyone saw him...

Everyone wondered if the boy would be bringing the Emperor news of the approach of diplomats.. or the march of an army.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Luna

Her name is Luna.. Born a daughter into a house of royalty.. Born to the mightest of Rulers .. of the Western world that is.. a land that stretched from the bordering of the Emporer's realms to the Great Water...

Luna was a princess.. Fathered by the great King Valuk.. Ruler of the lands of the West... a land prosperous in forest.. herds of deer and other game.. The King was a kind and gentle Ruler... His people flourished... slavery was unheard of.. other than the servants in His own Castle and even they were treated well.. fed.... sheltered.. and give reward for their loyalty...

Luna's mother.. was just such a servant... the King so awed by her pure beauty, that she was taken to the King's bed... Luna was the result of that ... encounter..

Her birth caused quite the dilemma for the King.. for He had a devoted Queen.. who had been unable to produce a child for Him... the Queen did not take kindly to a servant girl giving Him the babe she could not...

Luna was taken from the servant girl.. the girl free'd and sent away... Luna was to be raised in the Castle.. as the heir to the throne... a situation that the Queen... was none to happy with... but until she could bear Him an heir... she had no say in the matter...

That heir... her own daughter... was born the year after Luna... the Queen was of the opinion that her own daughter was the rightful heir to the throne.. The King.. thought otherwise... Luna was the older... She was the heir...

The Queen did not agree...

Several years later.. as she plotted and planned... the opportunity came up... the chance to get rid of Luna.. once and for all... so that her Daughter would take the throne... Luna was 7 years old...

The King became embroiled in a terrible war with the East.. with Kenjiro's kingdom... the Queen seized the moment.. and Luna .. was whisked away... the Guards.. loyal to the Queen.. had instructions to kill the child once out of the kingdom... but before that horrendous act could be carried out.. they were attacked.. by Kenjiro's army.... Luna was the only survivor...

The Commander.. Jeritzo... brought the child home to His wife... Luna was raised in her own Father's enemy's homeland.. raised as a slave.. slavery was an accepted practice in this Eastern kingdom... so different that what Luna knew... but now... she had to learn.. to survive... live as nothing more than a servent to the now Daimiyo Jeritzo.. and His Son... Tzojo... who are loyal to the Emporer...

From 7.. to her current age of 18.. she lived with.. and served Daimiyo Jeritzo...

Being of western descent... and a slave... Luna's life was not easy... she did her best to serve... she had learned well thru the ... lessons... that both Jeritzo and His wife.. tught her... lessons that left her marked by the lash... lessons that would soon include... servicing... the Master.. something that Luna did not want to do...

But that situation changed when Tzojo... Jeritzo's son.. suggested gifting Luna to the new.. young... Emporer... surely such a ... beautiful... willing... seductive... gift.. would bring favor to their family.... for Luna was truely exotic ... and different ... from the majority of the females in the kingdom.... her long black hair fell in the softest of waves down her back... her eyes were crystal blue... wide set and sparkling... her skin pale as the moonlight she was named after... she was a beauty... and Jeritzo agreed.. she would be the perfect gift for the young Emporer...

He owning a foreign slave would speak of His power in conquering the western world... her presence would solidify His dominance.. and she could be used to... bargain.. with the Western world if ever needed... He had no idea of her heritage.. that she were a princess... Luna herself remembered some of her life before her capture.. but she was only 7 at the time.. the memories were vague.. and distant...the only thing she was sure of was her name... Luna... no surname.. no family...

What Luna did not know... nor did her Father the King... and hence neither did the Jeritzo family.. or the Emporer who would soon be in possession of the beauty... was that the Luna and the sword that He carried... Wakazashi ... had a ... history... indeed the sword did possess a very dark magic... a very dark force... that sword had been forged by Luna's grandfather... her mother's father.. a very powerful sorceror.. who had forged the weapon... and infused it with the most evil of powers... dark magic that many do not know how to wield.. power.. magic... that is rendered from the depths of hell itself...
This sword... was forged to KILL the Emporer... the grandfather of the current ... young... Ruler.. Kenjiro...

But the power... the magic... the sword... betrayed him... her grandfather... bringing forth his own death... the sword disappearing... only to come to rest... decades later.. in the hands of the Man the sword had been meant to slaughter... Kenjiro... How? That is a mystery... altho some say... a female .. a young female... laid the sword in the then dying Emporers hand.. as He lay bruised and bleeding.. a girl bearing a striking resemblence to Luna... and He survived... Survived to become the Emporer.. the most powerful the land would ever know...

Luna remembers only the dream... of when she was 14.. finding a wounded man... the sword... she placing the sword.. which she had only just found... in His hand.. she had no idea of the .... powers .. involved ... that brought her to the very sword her grandfather had created.. and brought her to the man it was meant to kill... the then future Emporer.... ~

(will continue with her description and pic and all ...)

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The slave Luna

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ The sun began it's ascent into the early morning sky.. just as the carriage carrying Daimiyo Jeritzo, His wife Toiya, and His son Tzojo, the future Daimiyo.. toward the Great Castle that loomed before them.. the Castle of the Emporer... this was a rare treat.. and one that they looked forward to..
At their feet.. kneeling... head resting to the boot of the Master.. Jeritzo.. lay Luna... She was dressed in the finest of silk.. a deep sapphire blue.. that clung to her form.. accenting her eyes... hair.. and skin.... she would be lain before the Emprorer.. a gift ... from the most powerful of Daimiyo's in the land...

Luna.. was scared... unsure what was to happen to her.. she knew she was being given to another.. to the Ruler of this land.. this kingdom... and the thought scared her... she manages to still her trembling... closing her eyes and singing a soft song to herself... at least it helped to calm her.. as the carriage rolled smoothly forward... taking her to her fate... her new life... her new.... Master....~

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ They were among the first to arrive... which pleased Jeritzo... He never liked being late...

The sun had now driven away the early mists.. revealing the true beauty of the Great Castle... as it rose to meet the azure sky above...

The Guards stood at attention... heavily armed.. for the Emporer felt the threat of attack... the Western land of Valleria ... under the rule of a new Queen... had been.. posturing lately... threats... rumors... talk of war.. the new Queen was a ... proud and selfish woman.. young.. having married a Commander of her own army.. a man who only knew war.. who only wanted war... it had not happened yet... would it? One did not know...

Daimiyo Jeritzo and His family exited the carriage.. along with their 2 servants... and... Luna... she was following behind the family... looking around in sheer awe at what she was seeing.. she had never seen anything so grand... so opulent.. so beautiful.. as the Castle around her..

"Luna!!" came the agitated call from the Master.. the beauty around her forgotten as she followed silently behind.. head down... entering the great Hall of the Castle....

It took only a moment for Luna to feel it... something chilling... that seemed to coil around her like a serpent's tail... so haunting that the slave paused in her step... just inside the great Hall... she did not want to go any further.. in fact... at that very moment she wanted to leave... but knew she could not... the chill faded for a moment... as if it had been... scenting her.. and now was satisfied.... would it return?? Luna shivered... as she settled at the feet of Jeritzo... to await what ever would happen next...

She was gorgeous as she knelt there... her only motion the rise and fall of her silken clad breasts as she breathed.. long dark hair falling around her in wild waves... an almost innocent.. ethereal quality about her... and innocent she was.. she was a virginal gift to the Emporer.. never would Jeritzo consider giving Him a used girl.. this truely would grant him the Emporer's favor... surely.. He reaching down to glide His fingers thru the girl's hair.. if only to hear Luna moan lightly as she always seemed to do when touched as such... the sound was erotic.. and for a moment He wished He indeed were keeping her for Himself.. ~

 

[ACursedDreamer]

As the carriage approached, the Gunso (Sergeant) stepped forward, "Look alive men! Here come the guests!" He swatted the runner, Dayu, with his Tessen (War Fan) and sent him running towards the throne room...

... The boy burst through the doors and excitedly proclaimed, "Emperor! Your guests! They Come!" A smile drew across the Emperor's features and he nodded "Thank you, Dayu! Return to you post." He took his seat at his throne, dressed in his finest Jade and Amethyst Kimono. "Finally. TAKA! The guests come!"

The elderly diplomat emereged from a side entrence and smiled, "Yes my lord. You could hear Dayu through the entire Castle. Everything is as it should be. Lunch is being prepared. The theatre troupe is preparing for the mid-meal show. Everything will be perfect, my lord. Then I may finally be at peace." A sad smile drew across his face as he wrapped his hand around a lock of braided hair on his belt. Soon Taka would be able to rest, with his wife. Dead these past 10 years.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Luna quickly realized that whatever was going on.. it was BIG... more guests were arriving... she had an inkling of what this was... some sort of... gathering... but not the magnitude of it.... she could smell food cooking.. her belly rumbling quietly... the scent was.. nothing short of delicious...
and the people... Luna had never seen such gathering of people... many had slaves ... such as she was.. tho none.. none looked like she did.. and it made her all the more.. nervous... she knew she came from a different land.. that much she knew.. but here.. it just felt all the more .. evident...

She kept her head slightly lowered... but dared to continue looking around... she wondered who the Emperor was.. She had never seen Him.. had no idea what an Emperor looked like.. sounded like.. acted like... would He be old and ugly ?? No.. she remembered Tzojo saying that He was a young Emperor...

yesss... He is young... strong.. powerful

Luna had to still the compulsion to shiver at that voice.. where had that come from... WHO was it... she could not look around... she knew better than to chance that... she had not felt the breath of any close... nor heard the approach of any besides the guests who filed by before where she knelt... it was as if the voice spoke in her mind...

She shook her head slightly... nerves... she was scared.. that's all.. scared and imagining things.. ~

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya's Entrance

Aya tried desperately to quell her nerves as her caravan apprioached the gates. It had been difficult to keep up the guise of being her cousin on the long journey. She longed for peace, quiet and a nice long bath. At least by virtue of her sickly status, a nicely crafted lie to cover her relative weakeness to a man of similar age, she had been granted a private carriage. She wasn't able to untie her hair or remove her stiff garments concealing her deliciously female form, but at least she could relax a bit.

She absently placed a hand at her chest, rubbing her breasts which were sore from the stiff minimizing undergarment she wore.

"Master Azakiri, we approach the Winter Court" One of her hired guards called to inform her from his place with the driver.

"Very good, alert me when we reach the gates" Aya replied, noting with some satisfaction that her impersonation of a man's voice was getting rather good.

Aya leaned back against the seat and sighed.
It was almost showtime.

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya was awakened by the call of her guard, alerting her that the caravan had reached the gates and that they were being announced. She sighed heavily and righted herself, prepared to make introductions and retire immediately for a long awaited nap.

Her only hope as she gathered her personal items was that she dreaded meeting the Emperor. She had a feeling that not only was there something terribly wrong concerning the young ruler, but that he would also see through her disguise in a second.

She felt the carriage come to a stop and stood, ready to disembark.

It was showtime.

 

[ACursedDreamer]

Taka's Introduction...

An old man, who stood straighter then most men half his age projected his voice into the chamber. "Welcome! Welcome to the Winter Court of our most Gracious Emperor, the Son of Heaven, Blessed Child of the Sun, Honored Student of the Moon, Humble Servent of the Celestial Heavens. Emperor Kenjiro the 1st. As you all know from many Winter Courts passed, after the first snow fall travel will be nigh-impossible. We still expect many more deligates from other part of our great Empire, but for now. The Emperor will hold his first Offical Court, after court there will of course be a meal served, we wish for you all to join us. Also, this especially for the scribes. If any guests arrive during the meal they may come and praise the Emperor and then a spot will be made for them to partake of the meal. Now, I introduce the recently corinated Emperor Kenjiro, ruler of the vast empire of the Celestial Heavens."

The young man, now known as Emperor Kenjiro stepped out from the side entrence, slowly moving towards his throne. He gracefully glided towards his rightful place, wearing his finest Kimono, a very nice obi (Kimono Belt) holding his mon (Personal crest) wrapped about his waist. His swords resting, beautifully displayed at his side, a porcelean mask covered his face, only his gleaming yellow eyes visible. He stopped infront of his throne and pulled his long red hair out of it's Samurai's ponytail and let it fall down around his face. He carefully removed his mask setting it on the arm of the throne. He had quiet a beautiful face, the only marks maring his complextion were the criss-crossed scars on his cheek. His voice was soft, but reached the far back corner of the room, "Welcome, to my Winter Court. My rule shall be quite different than that of my father, and his father, and his father's father. I do not wish to cause our people anymore pain or force them to work any harder then they do now. My pilgramiage across our vast empire taught me much of hardwork, honor, and even simple life. We will become better. We will be stronger. We will not be defeated. We will surpass the goals we set here, over this winter. Alliances will be made and hopefully peace will come to our kingdom. This is my word. This is my law." The young, handsome, idealistic Emperor took his seat and began to greet the Daimiyo's as Taka recorded there names and sent them to kneel before, and speak to the emperor.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ The slave raised her head ever so little.. her eyes hidden beneath the dark veil of lashes.. but she watched.. she watched everything...listening and observing as the Emperor... her future Master... was announced...
"Welcome! Welcome to the Winter Court of our most Gracious Emperor, the Son of Heaven, Blessed Child of the Sun, Honored Student of the Moon, Humble Servent of the Celestial Heavens. Emperor Kenjiro the 1st"

Was He a god? She had to wonder.. His title was .. daunting to say the least.. to her.. and just the thought that she would be offered to One with such... power... frightened her...

dark power

The words again came unbidden into her mind... Luna could not stop the shiver that moved thru her... and a light kick from Master Jeritzo told her that he had noticed it as well.. "calm down" she told herself...He ... this.. Emperor.. could not be that bad.. could He?

"It is time" whispered Jeritzo to His son... rising to His feet.... It would be His son Tzojo... that would present the gift of the beautiful slave to the Young Emperor... for tonight.. His son would take the ... responsibilties.. of Daimiyo... The young Emperor would remember Him.. the girl would bring Him and his family much favor.. or so he hoped...

He and His son... with Luna lifting to her feet as well.. approached the sitting Ruler... the throne was magnificent.. Luna could not believe such riches.. such oppulance... such granduer... she wanted to take a good look at the Young Man sitting upon that throne... but dared not...

"down" Tzojo commanded as they stood before the Emperor... "crawl".... "greet".... Luna knew what that meant.. she gracefully lowering upon her knees and shifting forward... appearing from behind the men.. she crawls... almost prowling along the cool.. hard.. floor.. to His feet... the feet of the Emperor as He sat upon His throne... she felt eyes on her.. Not just His.. not just Jeritzo and Tzojo's... she felt the eyes of others.. gazing at her as she moved... slinking along that floor like a sensual feline that sought to purr at her Master's feet... her long dark hair fell forward to lightly brush over His feet as she lowered to kiss each....
"this slave wishes You greetings... Emperor" she whispers as she shifts back just a little to lay her head before His throne... her only movement now was her breathing... the deep ruby of her silk clinging to her prone form..

"Emperor" Tzojo began.. a little nervous... "a gift... an exotic slave from the lands to the West... our enemy... for Your pleasure and service.. my Emperor... her name is Luna... She is well trained... beautiful... enchanting.. and... for You... my Ruler... virginal"

Luna closed her eyes... she had no idea what was going to happen.. she only knew she was scared nearly to death that this..Emperor would hurt her.. or worse... but she dared not move... staying at His feet as she... was offered to the Ruler... It seemed the entire Hall had gone... silent.. ~

 

[ACursedDreamer]

Acceptence..

A thin smile drew across the Emperor's lips. He looked at Jeritzo and Tzojo, "As the first to offer me a gift and your feality, special honor shall be placed upon your house, and those in it. You both look familiar to me. I spend sometime in your lands on my pilgramiage. They are very beautiful and serve the empire well. As I am sure you both will. Domo (Thank You)."

He looked down at his "present" and smiled slightly. He reached down, a smooth soft, nearly feminine hand cupped her chin and tilted her head up. He stared down into her eyes, his own golden amber eyes staring deeply into blue eyes. There was a haunting glimsce of recognition in those eyes. As if he remembered her from somewhere, but with a blink of those golden eyes it was gone. "Luna. Lu-na. Luna." He spoke her name a few times, as if trying to wrap his mind, or maybe just his tongue around the gaijin (outsider) name. He pointed to a spot next to his throne, under the right hand of his throne wear his mask hung. "Kneel here. Your head on my knee."

Kenjiro thanked the two men once more and sent them on there way to receive an amulet with the Emperor's mon on it. It was his way of saying thank you, to those who had sworn feality to him. Kenjiro smiled down at the slave and then looked up with cold amber eyes to meet the next diplomat.

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya stood in the crowded great hall dreading the time when it would be her turn to greet the Emperor. She of course had brought a gift, one of ceremonial and historical significance. The Scroll of Azakiri was a priceless heirloom handed down through the family to record the loyalties and honors of the Azakiri Lineage. Giving it to the Emperor would forever solidify the bond of loyalty between the Royal family and the Azakiri clan. She also hoped that such a gift would take any suspicions out of the young ruler's mind.

She walked up to the throne, awaiting her turn so she could get out of the crowded room as quickly as possible.

Her eyes turn to a young woman crawling to the feet of the Emperor.
A man such as this must resort to keeping slaves of his consorts? she thought, It is a foul being that chooses such a manner to seize a mate.

She waits until the exchange concerning the woman is over then steps up to present the Scroll.

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya bowed, as was customary of her (or her cousins) class.

"Your greatness, the House of Azakiri is honored to present to you the Scroll of Azakiri as a bond of everlasting loyalty, fealty and devotion to you and your House."

Aya bowed again, performing the ritual to near perfection, which was a feat because her undergarment was nearly suffocating her. She tried unsuccessfully to ease the pain in her bossom without the action going noticed.

Seeing no avail, she awaited the Emperor's response.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ she listened to His voice as He spoke... the sound was deep... melodic... soothing... captivating.. His voice reminded her of distant thunder... the power was there.. one could hear it.. but it posed no threat.. at least... not at the moment...

His touch was equally as... captivating as she found His voice... the slender fingers curling under her chin to guide her head and gaze.. upwards.. meeting His.... those golden eyes were.. striking.. she felt her heart speed up slightly... where as His showed the faintest glimpse of recognition.. hers flickered with the memory of the dream.. for a moment.. that moment lasting only as long a the flutter of a butterfly wing... she saw Him at 15... bruise... bleeding.. dying... she sliding the sword... within His grasp...

The sword.. Wakazashi .... no.. wait.. another name.. the sword had another name.. but she could not remember what she had called it when she slipped it into His hand.. then... the memory was gone....

what was the name.. why could she not remember?

All in good time... sweet one..

That voice again.. then gone... replaced by the sound of the Emperor's voice...

"Luna. Lu-na. Luna."
"Kneel here. Your head on my knee."

"yes... Master" she whispers... quietly crawling to His side... near the displayed swords.. she felt it then.. as her head came to rest upon His knee... her long ebon hair spilling out over His thigh... she felt that licking of darkness... tickling.. chilling.. over her form...
MMmmmm delicious
She could not stop the shiver that ran thru her... she reaching to grasp His leg.. curling her slender arms about Him... feeling better at the nearness of His.. strength.. the voice said no more... the chill slowly fading...

At least now.. she thought to herself.. she could easily watch what was happening... and strangely enough.. she felt alot safer at the Ruler's side than when she had been with Daimiyo Jeritzo.....~

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Luna watched as another approached... her eyes innocently roaming over the figure... There was something different about him... but she could not quite put her finger on it.. Luna was nothing if not observant.. one of her joys was watching people.. there was just soo much to watch... especially for her... being foreign...

"Your greatness, the House of Azakiri is honored to present to you the Scroll of Azakiri as a bond of everlasting loyalty, fealty and devotion to you and your House."

There was even something about the voice... perhaps he was young... perhaps he had not quite hit that deepness of voice yet... she shifted slightly.. as the Emperor reached for the offered scroll... her eyes finding that of the Guest... Luna offered a soft smile across her pink lips.. she was not supposed to lock eyes with anyone.. other than her Master... and especially not strangers that were greeting her Master.. but it had just happened... no harm done.. she smiled because she could see the same nervousness in the young man's eyes that she harbored in her own... ~

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya stood awaiting the Emperor's response to her gift. Her eyes drifted slightly to the slavegirl. Aya was taken aback as she noted the woman's eyes upon her. She smiled slightly, more a change in the light of her eyes than a facial expression. She felt a sudden sense of both awareness and darkness coming from the girl. Something wasn't right. It wasn't the girl herself, but more of an aura. Aya's eyes narrowed and all traces of her smile dissappeared.

Something was wrong at the Castle of Hidden Dreams and Aya was desperate to find out.

 

[ACursedDreamer]

Acceptence of the scroll

The Emperor took the scroll of Azakiri. He nodded slightly and opened it, looking it over for a few moments and then back into the eyes of the head of the Family. "Have you not been well, Azakiri-san? You seem...smaller.. then when I met you last." The young Emperor studied him a moment. He then tucked the scroll into his obi and offered a smile, and slight bow of his head. "The loyalty of the Azakiri Family will forever be remembered, you will be staying the full Winter with us, ne? I would like to perhaps challenge you to a game of Go. Since I lost that one so many years ago, perhaps over the years I've learned a thing or two about the game." If the Emperor noticed nothing he didn't let it show across those pretty features of his. He awaited his reply, his right hand entangled in the hair of the slave he was presented with, it also lingered fairly close to his daishio.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ His touch .. the glide of fingers into her hair.. took her attention from the One that stood before the throne.. her eyes closing as that soft... whispered moan.. slips from her lips... followed by the tremble of her body... she lightly nudges into His touch.. welcoming it...

She let her mind wander for a bit.. as her eyes slant open beneath a hiding veil of dark lashes... she glancing beyond the One before the throne to the Others... a colorful gathering to say the least.. most had their own slaves.. and Luna took notice of those girls... some were very beautiful... she never saw herself as such... others bore the marks of recent ... *punishments*... many wore collars.. she never had one... she never thought to wonder why... then a thought occurred to her.. did He have other slaves? Luna had a hard enough time dealing with the other slaves of Jeritzo... who of course saw her as a ... well as lower than they themselves were.. since she were foreign...
a low sigh escaped her lips at that thought... ~

 

[ReleaseMe]

Met him before?! Yushi said nothing about meeting the Emperor before. Aya was stunned for a moment, but then remembered that not only was she an excellent Go player, the Emperor was sure to forget all about her. If the other diplomats with their far more expensive but less meaningful gifts didn't take his attentions away from her, his new slavegirl certainly would.

"I would be honored your Excellency. I apologize for my poor state, I suffered a horrible plague last year and have yet to fully recover. My associates and I will be honored to stay as long as your Excellency desires us to."

She bowed, again executing the ritual perfectly. So long as he didn't notice her slight wince of pain, she would at last be free to retire to her room and free her body from her wretched garments.

 

[ACursedDreamer]

"Perhaps you should meet with my personal healer, Satsu. He should be able to see any lingering traits of the illness. You seem to be in need of rest. Please speak with Taka again and find out which suite you'll be using. If you'd like I'll order Satsu to meet you there. I do, however, look forward to our game of Go. Perhaps tonight if you are feeling well."

The Emperor noticed a slight exchange between "Yushi" and his new pet. However, his mind was really two wrapped up in the on goings of court and all of the people he was going to have to meet and remember. He nodded slightly to "Yushi" and guestured for him to speak with Taka about a room. His eyes searched out the crowd, wondering. Wondering who would be next to come to him and greet him. His hand continued to play in Luna's hair, her hair was very soft and she seemed to be slightly calmed by his touch, so he continued to touch. He could not afford to have his newest prize do anything to upset the court. Surely, the runners of the family were all ready spreading word of how he allowed the slave to touch him and kneel beside his throne. An honor which no slave had ever been given in his lands...

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya nodded, grateful to get out of the view of the Emperor. Surely the Go game would be forgotten. Besides, if he wished to play with her, he could send for her. It was highly unlikely that the Emperor would take it upon himself to personally visit her and thus catch her out of costume.

She approached the one Taka ((ooc: Dreamer, I'm assuming you play Taka as well?))

"I would like to request rooms for myself and my guards. Due to my poor health I require a private room."

She had learned many times that if you were authoritative in voice and diction, people were less likely to bother you. She sincerely hoped it was true.

 

[ACursedDreamer]

Taka

((very Sadly I must admit I do. The thread hasn't yet had the draw I was hoping for so I must play the sickly, old, dying Taka. Hope your having fun though!))

Taka smiled kindly towards him, "Ah. Yes. Well your guards will be given a room in the spare barricks, you are allowed one guard to either guard your door or to be inside your room. We do prefer that you adhere to these guidelines, however it would be awefully hard for us to prove otherwise Azakiri-san. You'll be given a private room on the forth floor, east wing. Second room on the right, with a beautiful veiw of the Emperor's gardens and sunrise. Please do take some tea up to your room and relax." Taka gave a slight bow, and then continued taking names of the guests who wished to pay personal homage to the Emperor.

 

[ReleaseMe]

Aya wasn't sure she had ever been this happy in her life. Her own room and her hired guards far away.

"I trust the security here at the palace. My guards will sleep in the barracks. Thank you."

Aya hurried up to her room, hoping that there was a nice private place for her to take a nice, long, luxuriating bath. Preferrably outdoors, away from the eerie aura that seemed to envelop the Castle.

((OOC: I am having fun, just biding my time to flesh out my character's story.))