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6 yrs ago
Current Boy, you're like a pizza cutter: all edge and no point.
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6 yrs ago
I think I should write a pithy roleplay about how an expenditure of effort does not entitle you to your perception of an equivalent reward. Anyone know someone who'd be interested?
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7 yrs ago
Okay, let's be honest for a second here, if we stop the status bar from being edgy angst land it really doesn't have anything going for it except sheer autism.
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7 yrs ago
Does anyone know where you can get a white trilby embroidered with threatening messages? Asking for a friend.
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7 yrs ago
My genius truly knows no bounds. Only an intellect as glorious as mine can possibly G3T K1D.
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I'm just hesitant to post until there's some renewed interest in the thread. It's sort of difficult for a lot of people to do things because Taylor's not in a state where he's able to post (or unwilling to, but I lean towards the former) and myself and Paul just don't have the manpower to do anything particularly exciting. I think it might be for the best to send every non-Kage to Kyokujitsu for now, and we can actually have some interaction with each other until we find people who want an open-world Naruto RP.
If Taylor would accept Yugaku, then I'd be able to post in the Mist to give people someone to interact with.
"That is good to hear - we should eat quickly, then, to avoid burdening Taishi Chiyoko with lateness!" Takumi replied, laughing mirthily, as he extended a hand to Kei to signal her to start moving first.

"I will leave the choice of where we eat up to you, Kei. You are significantly more well-versed in the area's nuances than I am, after all." he directed, before returning to the intricate scrawls on the pages of his book. He had taken the precaution of writing everything down in code, in order to prevent his musings and stock of information from entering into the wrong hands - but Kei's warning about Yui was something to consider regardless of how much effort he had put into safeguarding his secrets. He knew nothing definite, but he had a sneaking suspicion that given the way that Kei had spoken about Yui, his methods would not keep secrets from her for long, and it was likely best, as she'd said, that they avoid the situation entirely.

"I believe I have some calculations to make, but I am sure that you do not require my undivided attention while we eat? Other than these few matters, I believe I am free for the entire hour that we have before our meeting."
"Thank you for your assistance, Kei." Takumi would reply to Kei, opening his palms to her and bowing his head slightly.

"If you are interested, it would be my pleasure to take you out to enjoy a meal - You have been most helpful throughout the trip." He smiled. The offer was both customary and sincere - Takumi's taste for wealth had left him with an appreciation for the finer things, and Yamagakure was sadly lacking in anything gourmet due to the ascetic lifestyle that its people led. It was pleasant enough to eat in Yamagakure - some of the local cuisine was simply delicious - but it was nothing compared to what Kyokujitsu no Tochi had to offer. It was perhaps the best place to eat on the entire continent due to its heavy emphasis on farming and the production of other goods, and its people were passionate about their food - it, all in all, made the entire premise of visiting very promising.

"If not, I will be able to find Chiyoko of my own accord, and I thank you again for your time." He added on as an afterthought, before holding the same book he had been poring over on the Isle of Chuusei up to chest level and flicking through the pages idly. His centre of vision was still on Kei, but he was able to read simultaneously. He did, for a brief second, wonder if Kei would be offended at his not offering her his full attention, but it seemed unlikely that she would be particularly bothered. He wasn't ignoring her, by any means, but his time was valuable and his book offered information that could be valuable in the coming hours.
"It will be nice to see your lands again, Lady Ayameko. I shall return with you, then, if you would do me the great honour of allowing me to travel with you?" Takumi smiled, sidling around the table in order to stand with Ayameko and her entourage. The process of negotiating and ushering in a universal currency was difficult due to the widely-held reluctance to change that people were notorious for, but it was something that could be done when sufficiently knowledgable minds gathered together.

"If Yamagakure and Kyokujitsu no Toshi both exist under the banner of a single currency, the rest of the world has no choice but to follow. I am sure that we would both like a universal currency for different reasons, but the power given to Kyokujitsu no Toshi is of little consequence, wouldn't you agree? After the destruction that the Bijuu rained down upon the world, we could all do with being more unified - and helping those hit by the worst of the destruction should be our primary concern. Our villages have been lucky, and able to stabilise to comfortable degrees, but the Land of Earth and Wind-that-was is still in dire need of aid, and the change to a universal currency would aid them greatly. Speaking of aid, Lady Ayameko, how many bushels of wheat were you thinking of donating to Iwagakure? Yamagakure will donate an equal amount of wheat as a sign of goodwill to the Land of Earth. Anything less would diminish us all."

Takumi's motives were certainly twofold here - on one hand, the fate of the Earth and Wind's people was not something that mattered to him in the slightest. If they returned to the rocks that bore them, there would be no sadness - only opportunity. However, relations with Kyokujitsu no Toshi, Yamagakure's only true rival with regards to economic success, were extremely important for the coming months - and Windspeaker Touho would most certainly approve of donating crops to those less fortunate. It would be an ideal way to ensure that every party involved walked away with some degree of happiness.

"If you would wish for me to come to the south with you, Lady Ayameko, it would be my pleasure - but I am equally as content to stay in the capital and speak with Ambassador Chiyoko about currency. 'Tis I who will be serving your whims, not vice versa, Lady Ayameko - You most certainly deserve the comfort of your home, after what you have done for this world." Takumi replied, before taking the pouch of gold coins on his belt and dumping it on to the table behind him. Gold would have no value where he was going, after all, and it was hardly as if he would go without in Kyokujitsu no Toshi.
"Yes, if we trade oats..." Takumi began, mumbling to himself as he leafed through more of the pages of his book, before settling on a page and skimming its contents briefly.

"If it would be beneficial, Lady Ayameko, some number of the oats could be reduced in exchange for some of your country's famous spices? They were much appreciated when we got them last, and several people have asked for a restock. If not, while a shame, the agreed trade is perfectly acceptable." he replied, nodding curtly, before standing up as Ayameko did. The trade required only one more word - either a yes, or a no. Their business was largely concluded with regards to more complex sentences.

"You are still a shining example of health, Lady Ayameko, and I only hope to be nearly as spry as yourself when I enter into my later years." He smiled, along with the other two, before raising his right hand and snapping his fingers. His entourage of followers that had been seated behind him stood up and turned to leave, talking among themselves about the preparations for transporting the requested goods to Kyokujitsu. Ayameko was perhaps the only trade partner that Takumi felt comfortable sending goods in a delayed fashion to - Ayameko rarely used currency in her dealings, and she had always been a fair and reliable trade partner - others did not have nearly so pristine a record.

"If you wish for me to come to Kyokujitsu in order to further discuss things, Lady Ayameko, it would be my pleasure. I would be happy to afford you a degree of comfort. I would be happy to accompany you back now if there are things to be discussed - and even if not, it has been too long since I spent time in your lovely village. I believe I have some things to discuss with regards to switching to Kyokujitsu's brand of currency, anyway? The value of gold is no longer as stable as it once was, and your system is remarkably difficult to forge. I believe it could benefit both of our countries greatly, Lady Ayameko." Takumi smiled, warmly meeting Ayameko's gaze. It never hurt to invest in goodwill, even if the two were only being friendly for the sake of appearances.
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"I am pleased to hear it, Lady Ayameko." came the reply, almost as if it were a practiced dance between the two. They were only as good as the facades they maintained, after all, and even the slightest mistake could have ramifications in the future far beyond the scope of the mistake. It was almost terrifying to think of the razor-fine edge upon which the hidden village's politics so neatly rested upon, but it was very clear that each player in the great game was of considerable skill - Takumi, Ayameko and Touzoku included. Each had a role to play, and each played it perfectly.

With the offer of wheat, Takumi picked his book up and begun to flick through its pages with practiced precision, before stopping over some precursory notes on the likelihood of what Ayameko would offer in trade. He'd been right about the product, but his math of quantities had been very slightly off - perhaps the harvest was better than expected, or perhaps Ayameko wanted the iron quite badly. It seemed from her previous statement that the former was true, so with an imperceptible smirk he continued to rifle through the pages, briefly mumbling words that sounded like calculations under his breath as he worked out the value that he could squeeze out of Ayameko's offer. It was fair, but Yamagakure was in no need of wheat, and a quick glance at his notes on the situations of the other villages indicated that they were not particularly wanting of wheat either. It was a fairly staple crop.

"I'm afraid, Lady Ayameko, that wheat is not currently something that we are able to trade for - it is something we too have grown a plentiful amount of this harvest. I would be able to accept the equivalent value of the wheat in oats, or perhaps there is something else you wish to trade? I could also switch the shipments of iron and we could reduce the amount of oats accordingly, if you would find that more acceptable?" He spoke, peering up from the book at the last few words. His left hand idly reached across to the quill on his section of the table, dipped it into the pot of ink nearby, and began to make calculations outside on the paper. They were largely meaningless, but he had long known of Touzoku's impressive abilities - he could not hide anything that he was writing down from her. Still, he was only writing down the possible projected profits - they were reasonably high, as perhaps was expected of the Treasurer.
"It took the Champion to stymie the spread of the plague... And even I almost failed. Nobody could have been prepared for that plague." Akaritori replied as her flesh returned to her, and the eight wings blossomed forth from her back, almost as if signalling a rebirth, or some other momentous occasion befitting the catharsis that had just spread throughout the room. Akaritori cracked her neck briefly before sheathing Masayoshi, and returning to her desk to continue peering at the book that she had been reading as Allia had entered.

"I'm glad you got the closure you wanted. It is nice to know that there was at least one who survived everything." she replied to Allia, before setting herself back in the exact same posture that she'd been in all day, prior to the little outburst that had just happened - oddly enough, she didn't even seem remotely fazed by the fact there was a gaping hole in her wall. She thought to herself about the rage that had gripped Zilant, and wondered if she had been forced to hold her rage back for as long as he had if anything would have survived her wrath. The thought was terrifying, to say the least. Now, she had the Windspeaker to help with her latent rage, and that was something that she was eternally thankful for. It was still a little difficult to think back to the destruction of Exae, to think of the darkness that had possessed her so easily, but it was necessary. It reminded her of what she was, and how she got to where she was.

"Don't even bother attempting to make appointments when you need to see me. My receptionist is about as useful as the criminals we lock away in the Citadel Tower." she added, the words sounding like a joke but the tone not changing at all - it was a relatively jarring experience to listen to Akaritori make humourous remarks. It was a talent that she had never been particularly good at. She turned again to the whole in the wall, and she remembered that Takumi was on the Isle of Chuusei negotioating a trade with Kyokujitsu. She'd have to call upon Isao to come fix her wall. The mere thought of it made her furrow her brow before she resumed looking at the book, flicking the page casually.

Akaritori was, if nothing else, dedicated to her work.
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