<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/96/bf/73/96bf73239aa2ed20698ecc3928dd3b11.jpg)</div><strong>Emiko Oshiro (http://your character sheet)</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: middle of the ocean<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:Takeda Gunba<br/><hr/><br/>Hearing the door to the cabin open Emiko's head turned tho she knew who it was. No man would dare enter here but him. She was sitting at the small desk working on a sketch of a piece of art she planned to create when they returned to his home.<br/><br/>As he moved to sit beside her he could see the tender smile on her thick lips. Silently she rose from her seat and got him a small cup of tea. Handing it to him as her slender fingers reached up and unclasped the lower part of his mask so he could drink. Holding the piece in one hand he could feel two of her fingers running gently behind his ear and tracing down across his jawline. As they danced against the side of his neck she spoke. "Masuta.." a name she used only with him, in an endearing way.<br/><br/>"I am glad you have found someone to run the southern islands. I am sorry for my unease but it worries me. I have met many ambassadors and their daughters and yet never one that could wield a sword as she can. If you trust her then I shall to, I just ask that you be careful."<br/><br/>Her eyes lowered down examining the piece of metal in her hand as she sighed. "If I lost you I would be hopeless." She knew if he ever turned her out she would be forced to return home, her sister would punish her for her impurity, perhaps even turn her out as well. But more than that she knew she loved Takeda and losing him would mean losing the man she loves.