[h2]Hana Oshiro - [color=deeppink]The Last Samurai[/color][/h2]

The samurai woman only pouted as Revan blew off her suggestion. She had known him for years, even before the civil war, and he was always like this. Whenever he was in this mood there was nothing that would get him to stop brooding. Next to nothing, at any rate. Hana remained crouched on the rafter as Revan jumped down and confronted another young man, claiming that he had an evil aura and that he wouldn't tolerate any misbehaving. Hana didn't bother to question it, Revan would know more about sensing darkness than she would. But she couldn't remain silent when the young man asked for her and Revan's names, specifically so that he could remember them when he would later beat them.

[color=deeppink]"You'll never crush either of us,"[/color] Hana said finally, her voice rather calm rather than mocking. She stated it like it was a fact, not an insult. [color=deeppink]"Words like that are ominous, but it would be dishonorable for me to attack a guest without cause."[/color] Hana never had a chance to come down and introduce herself, as Revan had ironically decided to attack Ira. The pink-haired samurai let out a sigh and propped her head up on her hand. [color=deeppink]"I hope he isn't attacking him over me... no, Revan's not like that."[/color]

Hana leaned backwards until gravity made her fall from the rafters. In a graceful flip she found herself on the floor, a few sparse cherry blossoms scattering from the landing. [color=deeppink]"I suppose it's better [i]him[/i] than [i]me[/i]... But I'm going to feel guilty when I have to subdue Revan... Hey, Matt."[/color] Hana turned to the big, bulky mage nearby. He too was an S-class mage, like Hana and Revan. [color=deeppink]"Do you want to be the one to stop Revan from destroying the town? Last time I stopped him in a fight he made me feel like crying. I would appreciate it if you handled the job..."[/color]