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[div class=all][div class=title][div class=h1]Xiāoyīn
location ✾ town
tags ✾ Muroo Akito ; Gozu[/div][/div][div class=hold][div class=dia][/div][div class=icon][/div][/div][div class=box][div class=scroll]----The wisteria-haired man seemed to take much time looking at carpet-haired peach Mizuha. Of course, she had nothing to say and no easy way of asking the man anything on his identity, so the woman took to taking note of his appearance in hopes of determining it through good old-fashioned inductive reasoning.
----This would have been fine, except for the fact that she has never been able to see any of their features up close.
----Nevertheless, she noted that his eyes were, hm. Was it more light blue1 or sky blue? She decided on light blue for now. Unfortunately, the two both had unkempt hair, both very close to the color of wisterias. She'll refer to this one as wisteria-haired for now and assign a different color to the other one should she ever come across him.
----Noticeably, Wisteria-Hair stood with a rather admirable posture. Perhaps with a bit of fine-tuning, maybe pushing back his shoulders, he'd make a nice dancer. For a moment, she considered giving him her own fan, just to see. She didn't of course, that'd be unrefined of her.
----She was just observing the curious nature of his scarf when he asked, "This is Nishimura Mizuha?"
----Startled, she blinked and snapped her gaze back to the man's eyes. (Ah, were they aqua blue instead?) She gave no other sign of her surprise however and instead, gave a steady nod.
----"—but why has such a childish prank been overlooked?" Why, indeed? If it had been Lord Nishimura's intention, then...
----It couldn't have been his intention, she thought, unknowingly mouthing the words. If such actions were out of character for Lord Nishimura, then the act would not be of his doing. That led to a third party then.
----She ran through the possibilities in her head. It could be of Lady Mizuha's doing and that in truth, she did not want to be found. It could also be the work of another onmyōji, one of the Nishimura's clan in order to intercept the documents. This onmyōji would then be seeking to be rid of the Nishimura girl. But why? Ransom money? But the clan had not received any ransom note. Getting rid of competition? She did not know the ways of their clan, but as the youngest and a female, Mizuha would not seem to be the most threatening of opponents. And, if anything, the clan as a whole would find it more beneficial to them to marry off the lass to cement ties between clans.
----The last possible culprit would be an Ayakashi. Her kidnapper? His cohorts?
----"I am Akito..." the man started. Oh no, introductions. "—while this is Gozu." Oh no, he was taller.
----"Introductions have come late, but who might you be? Do you belong to one of the Eleven Clans?"
----She was silent. Well, of course she'd be. No, she was silent, as in, she was evaluating this information she was given and thinking of a way to respond. His name was Akito. Okay. She did not remember the names of the two wisteria haired men however, so that did not help much in distinguishing them, aside from tossing away the nickname of Wisteria-Hair. Tora or Muroo? Muroo or Tora?
----Akito was certainly from one of the two. Or, she could be wrong and he could be from an entirely different clan. Nevertheless, he spoke with a tinge of proudness and that would certainly be the reason for his posture. He didn't say which however. Should she mention hers, then? Ah, if he was going to be discreet, she shall as well.
----It might have been easier to reveal it. She had her signet ring tied on a cord around her neck. Revealing it would also reveal her muteness, and she wouldn't have to attempt to explain such to him.
----Well, she did not wish to reveal it either. For the time being, she'd prefer if he remained ignorant that she was the "pitiful Zhang girl".
----She instead chose to nod once more, and pulled up her sleeve. She ran out of paper.
----Xiāoyīn hoped that the katakana scrawled on her arm was legible. It wasn't quite the way to pronounce her name, but it was close enough.
1Xiāoyīn is thinking in traditional Japanese colors.
(references: 1 2)
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[div class=all][div class=title][div class=h1]Xiāoyīn
location ✾ town
tags ✾ Muroo Akito ; Gozu[/div][/div][div class=hold][div class=dia][/div][div class=icon][/div][/div][div class=box][div class=scroll]----The wisteria-haired man seemed to take much time looking at carpet-haired peach Mizuha. Of course, she had nothing to say and no easy way of asking the man anything on his identity, so the woman took to taking note of his appearance in hopes of determining it through good old-fashioned inductive reasoning.
----This would have been fine, except for the fact that she has never been able to see any of their features up close.
----Nevertheless, she noted that his eyes were, hm. Was it more light blue1 or sky blue? She decided on light blue for now. Unfortunately, the two both had unkempt hair, both very close to the color of wisterias. She'll refer to this one as wisteria-haired for now and assign a different color to the other one should she ever come across him.
----Noticeably, Wisteria-Hair stood with a rather admirable posture. Perhaps with a bit of fine-tuning, maybe pushing back his shoulders, he'd make a nice dancer. For a moment, she considered giving him her own fan, just to see. She didn't of course, that'd be unrefined of her.
----She was just observing the curious nature of his scarf when he asked, "This is Nishimura Mizuha?"
----Startled, she blinked and snapped her gaze back to the man's eyes. (Ah, were they aqua blue instead?) She gave no other sign of her surprise however and instead, gave a steady nod.
----"—but why has such a childish prank been overlooked?" Why, indeed? If it had been Lord Nishimura's intention, then...
----It couldn't have been his intention, she thought, unknowingly mouthing the words. If such actions were out of character for Lord Nishimura, then the act would not be of his doing. That led to a third party then.
----She ran through the possibilities in her head. It could be of Lady Mizuha's doing and that in truth, she did not want to be found. It could also be the work of another onmyōji, one of the Nishimura's clan in order to intercept the documents. This onmyōji would then be seeking to be rid of the Nishimura girl. But why? Ransom money? But the clan had not received any ransom note. Getting rid of competition? She did not know the ways of their clan, but as the youngest and a female, Mizuha would not seem to be the most threatening of opponents. And, if anything, the clan as a whole would find it more beneficial to them to marry off the lass to cement ties between clans.
----The last possible culprit would be an Ayakashi. Her kidnapper? His cohorts?
----"I am Akito..." the man started. Oh no, introductions. "—while this is Gozu." Oh no, he was taller.
----"Introductions have come late, but who might you be? Do you belong to one of the Eleven Clans?"
----She was silent. Well, of course she'd be. No, she was silent, as in, she was evaluating this information she was given and thinking of a way to respond. His name was Akito. Okay. She did not remember the names of the two wisteria haired men however, so that did not help much in distinguishing them, aside from tossing away the nickname of Wisteria-Hair. Tora or Muroo? Muroo or Tora?
----Akito was certainly from one of the two. Or, she could be wrong and he could be from an entirely different clan. Nevertheless, he spoke with a tinge of proudness and that would certainly be the reason for his posture. He didn't say which however. Should she mention hers, then? Ah, if he was going to be discreet, she shall as well.
----It might have been easier to reveal it. She had her signet ring tied on a cord around her neck. Revealing it would also reveal her muteness, and she wouldn't have to attempt to explain such to him.
----Well, she did not wish to reveal it either. For the time being, she'd prefer if he remained ignorant that she was the "pitiful Zhang girl".
----She instead chose to nod once more, and pulled up her sleeve. She ran out of paper.
----Xiāoyīn hoped that the katakana scrawled on her arm was legible. It wasn't quite the way to pronounce her name, but it was close enough.
「シアオイン」
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1Xiāoyīn is thinking in traditional Japanese colors.
(references: 1 2)
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