[hider=Pointless]Clattering rang through the noisy courtyard as the full length of the odachi's scabbard hit the ground: Yuki had drawn her blade and was casually holding it to one of the guardsmen's bodies... one poke was all it would take to ruin any chance of the man being a father. And wouldn't that be terribly embarrassing to have happen to you in public?

"If you lot don't back off, I'll gut you myself," the one-armed samurai said, sounding almost... bored with the whole affair, "His Imperial Majesty needs his guards, and getting into a fight with the [i]Princess's[/i] guards because of a few words by a ronin and a braggart is going to sink this venture before it starts. And I [i]refuse[/i] to spend another day cooped up here."[/hider]