<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Koseru Maseko</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=283917) and Description (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234223.msg11532337#msg11532337)</div></div><hr/><br/>Maseko lips curled into a small frown at Keitaro's approach as she took in his appearance, from the tessen paired with his daisho, much the same as Liang of the Kaeru, to the clattering weight of his heavy armour.<em>We march to our new home, not to war!</em>he thought to herself.  She had been surprised enough to see Shiori and Liang in there light armour, although at second thought she had decided that while it was unusual for bushi to travel armoured, the caution in these unsettled times was understandable.  Keitaro, though, had apparently chosen to march south girt for<em>battle,</em>not merely a skirmish with the odd bandit or lost ronin.<br/><br/>As Keitaro splashed through the mud, she could see him survey his companions- as was right and proper- and she could not help but notice the way he hesitated in his step and allowed his gaze to linger over her as he joined them, and her frown vanished, only to be replaced by the merest hint of a distinctly... mischievous smile.  She knew how her appearance affected people, and how it could be used to manipulate others, though she'd never<em>really</em>had the patience for such games.<br/><br/>But Keitaro asked his question, and it would be wrong not to answer. "Keitaro-san," she said, pivoting on her tetsubo as a child might pivot on a fencepost or a flagpole to face him. "I can tell you that I am adequately prepared for travel; in fact, I daresay I am more prepared for travel than I was to face an emissary of the Otomo," she said, her lips blossoming into a mischievous smile.  She leaned towards him then, one arm extended behind her to use her tetsubo to balance herself, and made a show of surveying his armour- which movement threatened to reveal<em>far</em>more of her modest bosom than would be considered proper on a Lion muster yard, though the seafarer's knot on her sash did an adequate job of helping her vest keep her breasts restrained.  "Although I wonder, garbed as you are," she began, before turning to consider Liang and Shiori in turn and surveying them in the same way, "whether any of us are truly prepared for the conflict you seem to anticipate."  She stood up straight, then, possibly to the relief of her comrades, and laughed.  "But then, perhaps it is best that at least one of us be prepared for war, with the Empire still in such turmoil.  If you should fall into a river while we travel, one of us shall simply have to fetch you out."<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Yeah, cleavage shot.  Yeah, I know clothes don't really work that way and she should be falling out, but cinematics, amirite?<br/><br/>But yeah, heavy armour for the road seems a bit much unless you're one of those freakish Crabs who do that.  At least she didn't compare Keitaro to them.  That would have gone poorly.</div></div>