Ikoma Hatsu was not a patient woman, but she was prompt and arrived to the monastery no less than three days early.  In that time, knowing she was supposed to keep a low profile she was miserable. She read through the same two pillow books three times each, and took numerous restless walks through the grounds. The lion was not a subtle person, with her long blonde hair with the blood red streak traveling from her temple to the end of her hair which hung just below her backside. If she had known, that in a few short days her distinctive hair would be dyed black to allow her to blend in as a Geisha she would have been perturbed… but that was not yet her concern. She would remain civil during the three days, even if she was bored to tears. When delivered her letter from the Raven it would almost be a sigh of relief as she’d prepare herself from the meeting.<br/><br/>She sat in relative silence as the ‘Okaa-san’ spoke. Watching her body double out of the corner of her eye with some curiosity and a measure of suspicion. Her hands folded on the table with her fan laid underneath the junction of the table as she’d lean forward just slightly.<br/>“If we are to be Geisha, that is one thing. Who will they be while we are them?” She’d ask as she’d tuck her red lock of hair behind her ear and look the scorpion in the eye. She would also look around the table, to each of the other three women and their departing body doubles.<br/><br/>“And is this not dishonorable? I understand this is in pursuit of Maho Tsukai, a threat that must be eliminated from Rokugan yes and there is no doubt in my mind this is a plan that could succeed… but you are asking us to perform things that our Emperor would look down upon. We will still be Samurai no matter how we are dressed and presented.” She’d say, with a tilt of her head as she’d lean in slightly and gingerly pick up her fan and twirl it between her fingers.<br/><br/>“Those are my concerns, I am not denying this mission. I do however have reservations. Honor is the lifeblood of my clan” She spoke carefully with a very slight smile on her face as she’d steeple her fingers once again.<br/>