Hoishi Oda (http://img688.imageshack.us/img688/857/mycharacterc.jpg) came from a prosperous family that held a large influence on the military and the current defensive state of the town she was from. For generations men were born in her family to serve for the great Lord, either at his side protecting him or at the head ranks of the military leading strong warriors to face off against the terrors and negative influences that would cause havoc among the fair townsfolk. They were known in shadow with barely an recognition, working and striving to follow and peruse the lords and adviser’s wishes without much question. Although, sometimes Hoishi would have to turn a blind eye at particular situations, because her good morals told her otherwise. But she stayed obedient to the only life she had even known, the life of being the bodyguard of the great and wise Lord. Who had always treated her with much compassion.<br/><br/>To become a woman of high ranks within the town’s military would be nearly impossible if it wasn’t for a particular amount of circumstances that Hoishi found herself in. Her mother died in childbirth, so she spent most of her days following her father among the advisors and the Lord Tension. She fondly remembered tugging on her father’s warrior kimono and following him through the grass. He would tell her great stories of the fights and wars he had partaken in. Teaching her the good morals and the preference for the right way of life. It established her moral outlook of life at a young age, and she idolized her father more than anything.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, her father was taken away from her during her adolescent years. There was a terrible conflict going on outside of the town’s walls, and her father was caught in the short end of that stick. Although the men had returned victorious, they had lost their fearless and kind leader. Hoishi found herself as an orphan with no reason for existence. If her father was still alive, she would have been set up in an arranged marriage. But now, with no parent or guardian to direct in the place to go she found herself lost. That’s when she decided that she was going to follow her family’s footsteps and serve to protect her town with a sword just like her father. Although she’d never be able to progress in the ranks like her father did, she thought she’d at least be able to serve as a warrior. Hoishi fondly remembered running to the Lord Tension and begging him to let her train under a sensei. She remembered the disgusted looks of his advisers and how it contrasted with his kind facial features. He granted her wish true, and not only that, but he sent her to train under one of the great sensi.<br/><br/>Hoishi trained for many years. Perfecting the skill and techniques that her sensi taught her, until he also reached an old age and passed. By that time, Hoishi had developed quite a name for herself. Winning many duels among people, and known for her excellent technique. For the Lord Tension to request her, even at a young age, to be his bodyguard wouldn’t have shocked a lot of people. Hoishi found him as another fatherly figure, more of a grandfather and she loyally served her for many years. They had grown rather close over the course of time, so it wasn’t unusual for him to ask Hoishi to accompany him on a walk through the gardens. She admired his positive outlook on life, as well as his compassion and hope. He symbolized a lot of white she loved about her father, so she enjoyed every second she was blessed with his presence.<br/><br/>The cold night air flew against her long locks of almost silver blonde hair that was tied above her head halfway. Letting her long hair flow down to her mid back. Her kimono wasn’t the usual military rank issued, because she wasn’t required to wear the large warrior kimono’s meant for men. Usually, she had fashioned a two piece set using the colors of the blue sky. The strings wrapped around her upper body, leaving about an inch or two of her flat stomach area to be shown. The bottom part of her outfit was fashioned like a normal kimono dress, wrapping around her slender frame with the same material. She wore a bit of the required metal armor pieces, mostly on her shoulders and along her arms. It provided a good way to counter a sword being thrown at her. This was her normal everyday outfit as a bodyguard.<br/><br/>Currently, as her wooden shoes trailed across the dry dirt, she was lost in thought. Thinking about the times she had as a child, running through these exact same gardens. Her eyes and face looked calm and comforted as she recalled memories of her kind father, and a younger Lord Tension. Although her happy thoughts were prominent in her mind, she was pulled from them when she heard her Lord speaking. Her gentle light blue eyes looked towards her Lord, and watched his lips form into a few words. The words brought a smile to her face, as they began their small chit chatter. Her pearly white teeth showing through her pale red lips as she responded, "Too long, Lord Tenshin. Sometimes I wonder how you're still alive." She began to joke with him with a smile. She had grown into a woman now somewhere in her adult ages around her later twenties.<br/><br/>She smelled the night air and the gardened around her. The floral perfume smelling welcome in her noise, as she continued to speak, "My reason for existence is to serve, Lord Tenshin." Her mind trailed to the possibility of how things would have been different if her father has survived. Even though it was tragic, she felt fortunate that this was her current situation, and although she didn't want to disrespect her Lord's wishes, becoming a wife and a mother wouldn't fuel her drive to live. "If that is what you wish of me, I won't object," she paused in her walking as her face looked solemnly towards him as she continued, "But know that I'm very happy and content serving by your side and protecting you from any harm." The Lord was basically her only family left, and even he wasn't related to her in blood. To lose the ability to protect him, would absolutely destroy her on the inside.<br/><br/>Their conversation was cut short, when Hoishi heard the noises of someone nearing them. Her katana was placed at her side, but she didn't move her hand to it. She only used her vision to turn around and glance at one of the advisers coming towards them. The smile on her face became weary, for she was also uncertain of the news that they would bring. Hoishi stood by the Lord's side and listened to them talk. Intently listening and remembering details of the conversation, in case it would ever be of use. To her surprise, the adviser wanted nothing of the lord, but only wanted to speak of Hoishi.<br/><br/>Her brow became tense, as she looked to Lord Tenshin, wondering what his response would be. She had always stayed by his side protecting him, even on these little walks they would take at night. It struck her as very odd that all the guards were occupied doing other things. Even though she was very good at what she did, she didn't feel the need to waste her time doing something a normal guard could do just as well. Although, she kept her opinions on the inside as she waited for the Lord's response.<br/><br/>When his kind nature agreed with the Adviser Gorou, it cased her fists to clench a little bit. Griding her teeth and holding back her strong opinions, she opened her mouth to start to object, "I don't," she paused knowing that obedience was one of the main techniques that her sensi had taught her, "...Yes, Lord Tenshin." She bowed to her lord, and raised her body. Her eyes looking with the adviser Gorou, giving him a rather nasty look with her narrowed eyes. Obviously not pleased with his request. "Please be careful, Lord Tenshin," she began to respond to him, extremely hesitant to leave his side. She placed her hand on his shoulder, as she nodded her head. Her eyes expressing their reluctance and worry as they contacted with his own.<br/><br/>But, she reluctantly turned her foot and started running towards the walls of the palace. The guard centers would be nearby, and she planned on having a stern talk to them. Wondering why they weren't carrying out their duties. Her blonde hair, with the blue cloth material formed into a bow, flew quickly against the wind as her quick and nimble body ran towards the nearest guard station. Not looking back to the Lord, knowing that it would only bring her to be disobedient.