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

The samurai woman gave Ira a skeptical look. [color=deeppink]"So you know, I wasn't talking about that guy,"[/color] she explained, pointing her thumb back at Matt behind her. [color=deeppink]"I was talking about [i]that[/i] guy."[/color] Keeping her hand in the same place she brought her thumb in and extended her forefinger, pointing up at the sleeping Revan in the rafters. Ira would make no mistake in recognizing the man that was prepared to kill him earlier simply because he didn't like him. [color=deeppink]"But you see, I'm different from those two. I am just as strong, but I see things differently."

"And that is why you will talk with more respect and dignity."[/color] Her expression was serious, bringing her hand back down to put her elbow on the bar and prop her head up with her fist. [color=deeppink]"You do not carry an honorable presence. You cannot expect to be given respect when you do not give."[/color] Hana's other hand came up, reaching out and poking Ira in the forehead with her index finger gently. But she kept her finger pressed against his head. [color=deeppink]"You had asked my name before, but Revan did not answer. My name is Hana Oshiro. The Last Samurai. You speak like you aren't from Fiore. So we have something in common. But, so you know, my friends don't like your attitude. They may ask you to leave, but instead I'm asking you to change it."[/color]

Now she retracted her finger from his head, instead pointing it towards the ceiling. [color=deeppink]"Many of the wizards here have been hardened by a war several years ago. Some have been hardened from before that. The fighting instinct and warrior mentality is the reason they are alive today. Myself included."[/color] A single cherry blossom formed out of thin air on Hana's fingertip, suspending itself just above it for a moment. Then it shot upwards like a bullet, slicing clean through the roof and leaving a thin, tiny hole as the pink petal blasted into the sky. The display was clear: Hana could've killed him easily. [color=deeppink]"So... what's your story, kid? You are either quite courageous or quite arrogant, and I want to know which. If you plan on coming around here more often I will have to fix a few things about you. Oh, and one more thing..."[/color] Now Hana looked over her shoulder at Matt briefly before giving the sleeping Revan the same glare above. [color=deeppink]"You don't have to worry about anyone attacking you. If you want me to tell you about Taka... then I'm going to need to know more about you..."[/color]