⛩.Blessed is a mortal for they've nothing to lose.⛩
Senran had decidedly was ready to wash his hands of Arashigakure when the Yokai decided to go wild. Although he was capable of much amidst that chaos, he would certainly find a lack of enjoyment with it, knowing his own actions may be falsely attributed or brushed under the rug. Certainly taking the time to investigate every incident was too much for those residents that always had their heads in the clouds. After much traveling and much more walking he'd eventually come to the tea house. Tea would do well to wash away the bitter attempt he made at robbing the bank earlier. What poor timing that the original owner of said bank account arrived almost as if they had known the thread of fate that led him there was vibrating and being strummed to a loud tune.
That said what with his blood having been analyzed by Arashigakure and his wanted poster strewn about it was time he left this village as he did many others in the same fashion. He had left his mark and had his fun. Of course Senran maintained a guise as he typically did in his time here, perhaps eventually his name would change from the Holy Demon to The Thief of Faces. Yet there was always typically two constants. Either one, the other, or both. Senran would always have his fan, and occasionally his Shakujo.
The bell of the tea shop would ring in tandem with the clang of the staffs metal rings before he assumed a seat at the table. "One tea if I may be so kind to make said request. The kind does not matter. Do select a tea that you believe is most desirable. mhmhmhm. Senran would unveil his fan once more and in a typical fashion sit at the table emanating that 'aura' of his as it covered half his face. Waitress, momentarily taken aback would defer to her superiors about the strange request as they all began to think what type of tea should be brought out. Senran of course was masquerading as a man whom seemed to be of sizable wealth based on his garish clothing and attitude and the workers with what knowledge they knew about this man, which is to say none, were facing a dilemma as they did not want to tarnish the reputation of their establishment especially in the prescience of a man whom seemed to give of a vibe of the influential sort.
✞Trivia✞ Personal Attributes: [10] Class [2] Natural [1] Event [Natural] • Ambiguous Aura: Inherently Senran is an individual who seems to be a mystery when it comes to motivations and intentions. As such any technique or ability that would force the truth out of himself or discern lies is ultimately for lack of a better term 'scrambled' when it comes to the effectiveness of discernment. • Hands What Weaved The Threads: Senran may perform techniques with single hand signs.
[Class] • He Who Was Allured by Misery: Senran has an internal radar that can discern if an individual is for the most part 'miserable' or suffering from the weights of grief or traumas. While he does not know specifics he can discern just how much an individual carries within them to varying degrees. • He Who Was Once Insatiable: Senran has attained the ability to 'feed' off the auras of those who are indecisive, insecure, arrogant, unconfident, or uncertain. Scenarios wherein an individual is not thinking calmly or rationally. When scenarios present themselves that fit this criterion his rate of resource regeneration doubles and aesthetically he appears to be able to make visible and inhale these 'fumes'. Subsequently, when doing so in a casual setting individuals seem to start feeling slightly better after he has 'eaten'. Senran can sustain himself without normal mortal nutrition by doing this. • He Who Once Reigned Over Choice: In instances where there are two choices presented Senran can immediately discern what choice the individual will make. For example. If an individual is attacking and they begin to think "Should I strike then retreat." or "Strike and persist" Senran will inherently know which it is the individual is going to take at times even before the individual. Alternatively, this works for mundane choices as well and it is with this knowledge he will often make individuals deviate. I.e an easily irritable person deciding between fruits Senran will know he will select the banana but brings this up, as such the man picks the other fruit out of spite. • He Whose Flames Burnt Threads: When using Katon the rate at which a Burning Status becomes the Burned status is lessened by [1] post • He Whose Words Could Kill: When using Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} Senran may imbue an element into the word so that it is treated as such in collisions • He Who Spoke In Riddles: Senran can invoke or revoke the powers of his Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} by simply stating the word or words in of themselves. This still consumes chakra and activations to do so and must be heard not unlike a Genjutsu. Emphasis must be made on the spoken Chikara Kotoba. • He Who Broke Babels Curse: Senran understands and speaks any and all languages even those that are obscure. As such he can even speak the animal tongues. • He Who Would Bait Breath: When using and activating a Chikara Kotoba that affects an individual in a compulsory manner the effects of it may be delayed for as long as the reserved pool spent on the word remains active until the point he desires to activate it. • [TBD] • [TBD] [Event] • He Who Made Word Law: Allows the Weaponization and interaction of certain Chikara Kotoba. For example, the Kanji for Umbrella looks somewhat like an umbrella with a handle. Senran may grab this 'handle' and ultimately turn the word into a weapon that would be swung.
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2021 8:30 pm
From the still silence of confusion that settled about the unknown yet evidently affluent guest with his bizarre request, a small girl, no older than 16, but likely much younger than that, appeared with an eyepatch and a tea tray. Dressed in plains clothes and child-like as she was, she didn't appear to be one who worked in this establishment, yet the finesse with which she arranged the tea accessories and poured the tea spoke of a fluid mastery gained through years of practice.
In a voice as soft as the morning dew, she all but whispered in a volume measured just loud enough to hear, "Though some may not call this tea as it lacks the eponymous leaves, this is a herbal tea, brewed by boiling ginseng, ginger, dried antlers, cinnamon, cloves, and a variety of other general purpose medicinal herbs for a whole day Mountain pears and skin of orange are added while simmering for flavor and additional vitamin benefits. At the end, honey is used to taste. It is a tea I find both easy to enjoy and beneficial to my health. I hope this tea will also be to your tastes." The voice was pleasant to the ears, yet dull and unfeeling, much like the eyes that stared blankly at the tea cup of Eastern variety. The subtle scent of incense mingling with the herbal and honey scents of the tea had more emotion than her voice. A medley of herbs, with lavender standing out amongst the mix of wormwoods and mugworts and what have yous.
Once the cup was adequately filled, Stella set the teapot back upon the tray and stepped back to give the guest room to enjoy his tea. She did not, however, leave, nor did she make any eye contact, her eyes now staring blankly as they did at the legs of the table.
⛩.Blessed is a mortal for they've nothing to lose.⛩
"Aromas immediate. A aspect artisanal. Antiquated adeptness in application." Senran opened with a chain of alliterations. Each spoken in a prim an pomp fashion as if her were some form of tea connoisseur or reviewer aptly ready to write a scathing review about the teashop. As the tea was poured Senran from behind his fan did eye the cup as he watched the steam vent from it. Perhaps there was chaos all the more occurring outside but this was none of his concern. He had waited what felt like DAYS if not WEEKS for this service and it would be in poor taste to waste it now. Perish the thought had he waited any longer might he have found entertainment and or satisfaction through some other means. As Senran took the cup in hand to blow on it gently before the first sip he would close his eyes and calmly speak. However, he was taking his first sips from behind the wall of his fan.
"Yes, I see this 'tea' of yours is quite filled with desire. A blend as complex as the one who brewed it with the efficacy to bring vigor and wellness to its imbiber. Mhmhmhm." Senran with his hand still firmly affixed to the handle of the tea cup would swirl the contents inside as if to better blend the herbs within. "Yet there is an unnamed bitterness..one that perhaps is indicative of the teas contents, or perhaps from the tea sommelier themselves." Senran would place the teacup back down half its contents imbibed.
"Tell me dear girl, is this your desire? To provide wellness through your libation to patrons? The finality of where you see yourself? Perhaps a desire to do more so than such lays beneath the steeped herbs and honey? That bittersweet taste I did find, was it truly mere mixtures of the bitter medicinal grasses, or perhaps is it an of air melancholy emitting off a maiden that hides behind incense and what is expected of her occupation." Senran would then close the fan revealing a smug if not uncertain half smile. That uncertain grin typical of those who were difficult to read. Were his questions asked with the intent of being confrontational or was it merely curiosity? Was he looking for a specific answer? If that answer lined up with whatever was in the inner machinations of his head what would he do then? Was it an air of aggression? Sincerity? Insincerity? Condescension? With all that coming to mind the enigma of a man that sat patiently with a now empty tea cup sitting on a saucer was that there was an ominousness about him. An ominousness that screamed this is the type of man who would do things on a whim and those whims weren't exclusively all the time, good. ---------------- Chakra:2110/2110Stamina:2110/2110Exp: 4228/4228
✞Trivia✞ Personal Attributes: [10] Class [2] Natural [1] Event [Natural] • Ambiguous Aura: Inherently Senran is an individual who seems to be a mystery when it comes to motivations and intentions. As such any technique or ability that would force the truth out of himself or discern lies is ultimately for lack of a better term 'scrambled' when it comes to the effectiveness of discernment. • Hands What Weaved The Threads: Senran may perform techniques with single hand signs.
[Class] • He Who Was Allured by Misery: Senran has an internal radar that can discern if an individual is for the most part 'miserable' or suffering from the weights of grief or traumas. While he does not know specifics he can discern just how much an individual carries within them to varying degrees. • He Who Was Once Insatiable: Senran has attained the ability to 'feed' off the auras of those who are indecisive, insecure, arrogant, unconfident, or uncertain. Scenarios wherein an individual is not thinking calmly or rationally. When scenarios present themselves that fit this criterion his rate of resource regeneration doubles and aesthetically he appears to be able to make visible and inhale these 'fumes'. Subsequently, when doing so in a casual setting individuals seem to start feeling slightly better after he has 'eaten'. Senran can sustain himself without normal mortal nutrition by doing this. • He Who Once Reigned Over Choice: In instances where there are two choices presented Senran can immediately discern what choice the individual will make. For example. If an individual is attacking and they begin to think "Should I strike then retreat." or "Strike and persist" Senran will inherently know which it is the individual is going to take at times even before the individual. Alternatively, this works for mundane choices as well and it is with this knowledge he will often make individuals deviate. I.e an easily irritable person deciding between fruits Senran will know he will select the banana but brings this up, as such the man picks the other fruit out of spite. • He Whose Flames Burnt Threads: When using Katon the rate at which a Burning Status becomes the Burned status is lessened by [1] post • He Whose Words Could Kill: When using Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} Senran may imbue an element into the word so that it is treated as such in collisions • He Who Spoke In Riddles: Senran can invoke or revoke the powers of his Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} by simply stating the word or words in of themselves. This still consumes chakra and activations to do so and must be heard not unlike a Genjutsu. Emphasis must be made on the spoken Chikara Kotoba. • He Who Broke Babels Curse: Senran understands and speaks any and all languages even those that are obscure. As such he can even speak the animal tongues. • He Who Would Bait Breath: When using and activating a Chikara Kotoba that affects an individual in a compulsory manner the effects of it may be delayed for as long as the reserved pool spent on the word remains active until the point he desires to activate it. • [TBD] • [TBD] [Event] • He Who Made Word Law: Allows the Weaponization and interaction of certain Chikara Kotoba. For example, the Kanji for Umbrella looks somewhat like an umbrella with a handle. Senran may grab this 'handle' and ultimately turn the word into a weapon that would be swung.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2021 10:38 pm
Eye raising as she felt the pressure of an omen that meant ill, or rather, could mean ill, a single dot of dull purple studied the tea connoisseur before her. It wasn't her place to care what this customer thought, but more than that, the disinterest apparent in her emotionless gaze gave away that she found no interest in him outside of the interest needed to give him.
Interest, such as, the one given to him now as he tried to confuse and blur the lines of his presence and meanings. His identity as an affluent tea customer or an elegant threat. She had fulfilled her first missive, to bring a tea that she desired. She felt tired even just thinking about how things seem to have become more complicated.
However, despite the complications of the man himself, the answer to his questions was simple enough. All his blathering and meandering, waxing poetic with his thoughts and speculation, Stella cared not at all. It seemed, given the uncertain uncertainty, he didn't know what he was talking about himself, like one of the myriad of fortune tellers one could find on a street, reciting vague descriptors that could apply to any and all for a mere handful of coins. "Per our honored customer's request," Stella spoke in a measured monotone, "I brought the tea I desire most. If the honored guest does not enjoy bitterness in his teas, permit me to bring you another cup. We recently received a shipment of mellow leaves from the Fire Country, aged for several years, that should have a less noticeable bitterness to them. Otherwise, we also have a variety of herbal fruit teas that may be to our honored guest's taste." Eye contact remained unbroken as the waitress offered an alternative to sate whatever whims of the guest had been bothered. However, if compelling him to remain peaceful had been her goal, then shouldn't the most reasonable choice have been to directly answer his questions? Foolish as she may have thought his faux mind reading to have been, it would have been safest to play along. Fake interest in his words. Give him the benefit of seeing himself as right. Yet, despite such an easy solution being right in front of her, she had chosen to not take it?
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2021 9:40 am
⛩.Blessed is a mortal for they've nothing to lose.⛩
"Tis not a matter of my whether or not I find this tea's something that I enjoy. My intrigue stems more so from whether this tea is something of which you enjoyed producing..mhmhmhm." Senran would then stand and bow bearing the sinful smile both sweet and suspicious. Opening his fan in a manner that he'd bring it up to his face once more as its surface slightly metallic reflected his own reflection before the girls. "I've the nagging feeling something more certainly troubling this way comes. I appreciate your hospitality. DO take care mhm hmhm." Senran would then depart, long before the chaos known as the invasion of Jashinsts would occur. While his thread of fate no longer attached itself to the grander weave to say that it did not twang at times before a song was bout to play would be doing his former title injustice. Her answer's were sufficient, veiled, but not fully answered. A degree just sufficient enough to be satisfying but leave a person desiring more. ~exit Chakra:2110/2110Stamina:2110/2110Exp: 4228/4228
✞Trivia✞ Personal Attributes: [10] Class [2] Natural [1] Event [Natural] • Ambiguous Aura: Inherently Senran is an individual who seems to be a mystery when it comes to motivations and intentions. As such any technique or ability that would force the truth out of himself or discern lies is ultimately for lack of a better term 'scrambled' when it comes to the effectiveness of discernment. • Hands What Weaved The Threads: Senran may perform techniques with single hand signs.
[Class] • He Who Was Allured by Misery: Senran has an internal radar that can discern if an individual is for the most part 'miserable' or suffering from the weights of grief or traumas. While he does not know specifics he can discern just how much an individual carries within them to varying degrees. • He Who Was Once Insatiable: Senran has attained the ability to 'feed' off the auras of those who are indecisive, insecure, arrogant, unconfident, or uncertain. Scenarios wherein an individual is not thinking calmly or rationally. When scenarios present themselves that fit this criterion his rate of resource regeneration doubles and aesthetically he appears to be able to make visible and inhale these 'fumes'. Subsequently, when doing so in a casual setting individuals seem to start feeling slightly better after he has 'eaten'. Senran can sustain himself without normal mortal nutrition by doing this. • He Who Once Reigned Over Choice: In instances where there are two choices presented Senran can immediately discern what choice the individual will make. For example. If an individual is attacking and they begin to think "Should I strike then retreat." or "Strike and persist" Senran will inherently know which it is the individual is going to take at times even before the individual. Alternatively, this works for mundane choices as well and it is with this knowledge he will often make individuals deviate. I.e an easily irritable person deciding between fruits Senran will know he will select the banana but brings this up, as such the man picks the other fruit out of spite. • He Whose Flames Burnt Threads: When using Katon the rate at which a Burning Status becomes the Burned status is lessened by [1] post • He Whose Words Could Kill: When using Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} Senran may imbue an element into the word so that it is treated as such in collisions • He Who Spoke In Riddles: Senran can invoke or revoke the powers of his Chikara Kotoba {Words of Power} by simply stating the word or words in of themselves. This still consumes chakra and activations to do so and must be heard not unlike a Genjutsu. Emphasis must be made on the spoken Chikara Kotoba. • He Who Broke Babels Curse: Senran understands and speaks any and all languages even those that are obscure. As such he can even speak the animal tongues. • He Who Would Bait Breath: When using and activating a Chikara Kotoba that affects an individual in a compulsory manner the effects of it may be delayed for as long as the reserved pool spent on the word remains active until the point he desires to activate it. • [TBD] • [TBD] [Event] • He Who Made Word Law: Allows the Weaponization and interaction of certain Chikara Kotoba. For example, the Kanji for Umbrella looks somewhat like an umbrella with a handle. Senran may grab this 'handle' and ultimately turn the word into a weapon that would be swung.
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