The Last Will and Testament of Seiryū Hina

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The Last Will and Testament of Seiryū Hina.

 

Ohayo minasan, I'm sorry we could not spend more time together slaying kegare and gambling our mon away. Please know, it was the time of my life to get to know you all, and to be your sister and friend. Whatever happened to me was most likely a long time coming, yet I find myself not regretting a single thing. Please do not mourn me, instead translate this negative emotion you may feel, or positive, depending on who you are, into neutral WORKING energy. My last wish, is to keep my best-friend portraits on the wall of my sushi spot.

 

“A life without an honorable death is wasted!” (Uncle O, Little Pink Book, #12).

 

As always.. .

 

HAGANEKI BANKAI!! GLORY TO KURAI-KUNI, AND SHUGO-HONMA. MAY THE THUNDER OF GORO-GORO BLESS YOU ALL. 

 

A series of personal letters would fly to their respective recipients: 

 

To Seiryū Taigen:

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To my first born son, Taigen, Okina-Aka.

 

It has been the honor of my life to call myself your mother, you have truly grown up into a strong, great warrior. Please continue to eat well, I know you are a vegetarian now, to my dismay, but that doesn't mean you don't have to eat good. As my final wish, repair your relationship with Mitsuhide. He needs his family, and communication is a two way street.There is so much more to say, but know that I love you, and I am proud.

 

Onto you, I entrust my Naginata. It is not of any great material, yet it is the weapon I depended on most during my lifetime. I hope it serves you well, my son. Moreover, the role of TOSHU falls onto you. I know you will run the clan well, and keep up what I have started.

 

With love, Okaasan.

 

To Seiryū Chiharu, Mitsuhide and Suzume

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Hello kids, if there is one lesson I want to impart with you, is to keep up good relationships with your community. Respect, and communication is a two way street. Don't be afraid to fall on each other sometimes, and don't be afraid to lend a hand, or sometimes, even an ear. I take great pride in knowing you are all the next generation of Seiryu, please do not run it into the ground.

 

Onto Mitsuhide: You inherit Seiryu Sushi and a collection of my recipes, most notably, Seiryu spicy ryu-fire sauce. I know you take pride in cooking, do well.

Onto Suzume: I can tell that you are to be a great warrior, yet a compassionate member of the community. For you, I entrust my double-purposed naginata-broom. Please bet your own kids, you all turned out better because of it. Do well.

Onto Chiharu: You inherit my Rokodra Katana, please heed the laws on katana use in the state. Do well.

 

May your lives be successful, and may you all find happiness.

 

With love, Obaachan

 

To Hirano Haruhi, Tanoshi Kanade, and Kato Koukai

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I am ever grateful that you all picked up the love that I share for the Kurai-Machi and being a geiko. Do well, prepare tea, put on shows, spread happiness. But do not forget to train. I am relieved in knowing the kurai-machi will live. Onto Haruhi, you are to become the Okami of the Kurai-Machi, the leader. Onto Kanade, you are, and again, ofically a geiko. please wear your geiko outfit more. Koukai, the title of geiko is yours, should you wish for it.

 

you all have done all that i have asked, and more. It has been the honour of my life, to teach you all.

 

With love, Sensei-Hina

 

To Dokumaru:

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I am dead. any and ALL business deals are cut off with me. please do not terrorize my clan with your yakuza stuff. . we want no part in it. we are just residents of west yorumachi!!

 

Hina.

 

To Holly:

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Holly, I am sorry I can't be your boss anymore. please heed my words, and do not fall into the curse that so many jumoko children do. seek light, seek redemption, seek a purging flame. You know how I feel about weakness, learn to temper your emotions and build up physical and mental strength. Any and all oaths made to me are null, you are no longer a servant of me. you get my grububu collection.

 

With love, Sensei-Hina

 

To Auntie A:

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Thank you for all the great lessons imparted on me, Auntie A. Knowing you was a great honor of mine.

 

With love, Hina

 

To Andromede:

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If you're reading this, I am dead. I'm sorry I wasn't able to teach you, but I have a great friend who may be willing. She will bird you. Also, knowing all your Alba friends was a good time, I had a lot of fun hearing about gaijin-sob stories.

 

Hina.

 

To Squad Seven, Hirano Jiro, Tsukinomiya Mikaze

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I am very happy I got to know you to, you were the best brothers I could ever hope for. Please take care of yourself, AND GET THAT TATTOO!!! I hope that you get some art of us to hang up somewhere. . . 

 

With love, your sister, Hina.

 

To Shugo Botsugo:

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Shugo-sama, thank you for being a good friend, and the group leader of this nation. I hope for all it was worth, I did a little good.

 

Hina.

OOC: Being able to find a community as tight-knit as Kurai-kuni and being able to lead as an Onna-Musha has been a great ride. Thank you all, i'll see you around buddies

 

[Aftrballini 450]

    There would be no mourning for the late Hina from the Purple Haired Kabuki. She had gotten what little goodbye she could in the form of a hug at the sushi shop those many weeks prior. Days... There were great memories she shared. Of her youth, being granted that impossibly rare Hina smile. The kindness of her bento-boxes. Allowed to sleep, in a trauma riddled state in the room of the woman's daughter. Trained in the arts of dance. Broken by them. Made into a Geiko. She was.. Hina was.. a terrifying figure. Who was deep down always so very kind. A motherly figure that Kanade had never received.

"Whatever happened in the end.. Wherever you are now. I will never forget.. Sayonara. Hina-sama. Until we meet again for tea."

 

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[Random 1690]

Upon hearing of her passing, an Oyashiman marine made a simple observation. “She could have lived longer, had she put down her clockwork cigarettes from time to time…” Ironically enough, said marine had just finished a Hirano cigarette when that thought crossed his mind.

[Tentoa 3160]

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Jiro was silent for much of the day following Hina's farewell. Eventually, he found himself in the middle of a crowded Yorumachi tattoo parlor, a Hirano select hanging off his lip contributing to the smoky atmosphere. The Samurai remained silent even as the artist punched ink into his skin with needles; the stinging pain of it occupied less of his mind than the memories that passed by, sixty years of friendship. The trouble he had finding a spot free against myriad tattoos depicting tigers, lilies in bloom, and the beautiful face of a geisha- amidst these tattoos he'd gotten in his youth for only vanity was added a simple kanji with ten times the meaning of any of them:

 

七

 

[Reckless Banzai Screamer 15456]

“She didn’t leave me shit,” Hina’s best friend Ena spoke after realizing he was not left a letter.

 

”I’m glad she died!” The Kato Estate was filled with curses and malding as the Clan head made a mess of his room tearing furniture apart abnormally well for one as decrepit as he appeared.

[Metamancy 1759]

"Arirang, arirang, arariyo..."

Hummed an aged Cheong-Won, somewhere in the Stargush, as she continued to season her kimchi.

"What are you doing?"

Asked one of the many other souls that rested within the realm of On-ssi.

Cheong-Won chuckled.

"I am making kimchi for Hina."

A pause.

"Who is Hina?"

Cheong-Won smiled sadly.

"An old friend."

[ReverseNebula 373]

Amidst the Countryside of Rajima, had Taigen retreated once the confrontations had concluded.

In its wake, had he opted for a small bout of peace amidst the edges of their compound, with a Haiku that never seemed to part from his belt, a sorrowful air lingering as the man let the days of mourning wash over him - as much as He and his Mother hadn't seen eye to eye, Taigen had always admired the woman and strived to make her proud.

With yet another note unto his grasp, did the world seem to slowly grow smaller as the Samurai's head drooped, and once more amidst the storm of Goro-Goro, did the man weep for his mother one last time.


OOC Note:
Thanks for inviting me to play Taigen, and everything you've helped / done with regarding the character.
Its been alot of fun and I wish you the best on whatever else is to come.

[krispeechips 150]

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1 hour ago, Reckless Banzai Screamer said:

“She didn’t leave me shit,” Hina’s best friend Ena spoke after realizing he was not left a letter.

 

”I’m glad she died!” The Kato Estate was filled with curses and malding as the Clan head made a mess of his room tearing furniture apart abnormally well for one as decrepit as he appeared.

 

A gaze drifted upwards at the clattering sound from downstairs. At his desk sat Koukai, the letter in his hand- passed to him for the moment from where it had been delivered to the Geiko House. One of his earliest memory was of a performance by the Geiko, his own Aunt and someone who later was labeled a traitor of the state.

Both dead now.

The same fate that has befalled Hina now- death wrought from hurt and anguished caused to others. Were the Geiko now stained with such a plague?

Banishment, Suicide and now Seppuku.

Ehiba, Choumi, and Hina.

Regardless he trusted it could change now, he had the power to help it change. So, instead of tears shed he looked at the letter with a smile and stood. Perhaps he could go show his Great-Uncle turned Toshu and cheer the man up with the writings of his best friend.

[wowj 9747]

"I am glad this bitch dead, she did not send me a letter." Saburo said whilst building a house in the wilderness of Azuras.

[ChaosDeceived 140]

Ryuma poured a cup of sake and made a toast to Hina that night. "To Hina."

[PanicZealot 648]

Ford does not feel anything.
"Hmm...looks like I will not be getting that favor she owed me..."

[milksoda 2884]

Auntie A gazed up. Yorumachi was much lonelier that day.

"Ja ne, old friend. I hope to see you soon." promised the Ronin lighting a singular candle.

Edited May 7 by milksoda

[AntiSociety 709]

Magnus stood amidst a small storm of snow, he'd gazed from the mountain top to the view towards his homeland. Clearly in remembrance of his life there in his early age, stuck in thought. He was remembering a more simple time, but more importantly, he was remembering his mother. Yet, he offered no words.