Anonymous sent: would Shiranui be the kind of person to teach someone how to shoot if asked of him?
[ooc: Honestly, it depends on who is asking him. Tabby, a good friend of mine who plays Chizuru, and I bounce ideas back and forth off each other about how their relationship would be if Chizuru stuck with Shiranui (if he had a route) so if we go down that road, yeah he might cave and teach her the basics at some point or other. He wouldn’t teach Kazama, not that the arrogant bastard would ever ask; however, Shiranui respects Amagiri enough to offer a few tips, though he won’t walk Amagiri through the actual learning process, per-se. Then again, Amagiri is more hand-to-hand combat than weaponry. So, overall the answer is “no,” since there’s not really anyone around him who he could teach that he’d allow himself to stop and help them??? Harada would never ask, I don’t think, and Takasugi is dead, so… yeah. ]
[Yo! It’s been almost a year and I can’t believe people are still here and that there are even new faces. Have to admit I’m mildly curious how you found me and why you stuck around. I might try and come back if people are game to me stretching these rusty legs and testing the old pistol again.]
Hijikata glared at the annoying oni. Didn’t these three buffoons have more to do than bug them all day? Apparently not. Hijikata scoffed, not even caring enough for a fight.
"If you’re looking for Harada, go somewhere else. Actually, that’s not a bad idea period. Why don’t you go do that?"
My, my! What arrogance spewing from the lips of a pathetic human. Shiranui had to give the mutt credit for having the gall to speak to him such, though he remained a bit irked that his presence did not seem to pose as a threat — a mistake the human would learn the hard way sooner or later.
“Heh, what a rude host. Upset that I didn’t bring Kazama to keep you company, human?”
Kill the last survivor of a clan, a female one at that,
will not go without punishment.
"Naruhado…" Her tone sound as if she was questioning his words. In reality, she wasn’t. It was a truth. She was more precious to their kind alive then dead.
That is, unless you plan to initate such dangerous play yourself.
How her lips curled up into a wicked grin, “Of course not.” Her eyes lifted to narrow at the male.
A grin spread across the oni’s lips, tainted with his usual arrogance, albeit a tad bit subdued. He shook his head lightly, a chuckle escaping him. “You’re no fun.” Words without bite, offered as a quiet jest. Attachment was a death sentence, Shiranui understood at least that much — be it with humans or his own kin. True, the latter perhaps held a higher chance of some semblance of a “happy ending,” but those endings and Shiranui never quite got along.
Violet irises shifted their gaze elsewhere, though never strayed too far as to let the female out of his peripheral. “Be sure you and I play one last time before you croak.” He blinked, gaze snapping back to Yonemaru as the grin upon his lips settled to a smirk.
The topic had changed so quickly; however, it did not matter. The female had accepted this fate long ago. “Of course, it’s in their nature.” Their nature had expanded so much, and yet they used so little of it. “The humans aren’t the ones who will kill me. Other demons will thought. I know too much already.”
She hoped to get away as soon as possible, leaving the twins her wealth.
Shiranui rolled his shoulders, barely summoning the effort to fully complete the gesture. He didn’t really care one way or another. Peopled died all the time, such was what the world had become. Peaceful days were gone, and only in hiding could one hope to recover those bygone days. “Killing the last survivor of a clan, a female one at that, will not go without punishment.” No threat laced his words, no promise lingered in his voice. It was a simple fact. Their kind were few in number, females even more so. Shiranui shifted his gaze, irises narrowing upon the female, “That is, unless you plan to initiate such dangerous play yourself.” She was on her own, then, if such were the case.
A shocker. That was enough to silence him. Internal relief was amongst her feelings; however, she knew he had a similar situation. “It is what keeps me alive or has been. Without it. I would have died when I was just a child. Eventually, the humans will continue to fight and I’ll disappear. My debt shall be repaid by that time. Nothing but pride will be left until I am killed off or dead by my own means and intentions. “
Strange how vastly things had changed for their kind — how precious few remained. What good was pride and honor when it failed to protect so many clans from the poison that is a human’s touch? Shiranui frowned slightly, biting back the urge to scowl completely at the turn the topic had taken. “Humans will always fight and search for new ways to kill each other. Best we don’t get involved any more than required.” For their own sakes. Quickly pay off the debt then vanish, back into the woods and mountains — anywhere to get away. Oni didn’t belong in human dwellings, suffocating amongst the humans and their dishonorable way of life. Shiranui hated humans.