11-14-2014, 12:01 AM
“...Mi-na-su...chi-ri-su?” Yoshimitsu tilted his head as he tried sounding the strange name out. It was foreign and weird. “Whatever! I am the noble legendary Yoshimitsu, leader of the infamous clan Manji Ryu! Maybe you heard'a me?” He struck another pose, causing the two to twitch in reaction, almost reaching for their weapons. They exhaled deeply when all he did was hold the position, awaiting praise and commendations. Nothing.
“Man-gee righ-you? Can't say we have...” The pair looked to each other, confused. Yoshimitsu was sensing a pattern of language barriers here.
“Right, okay...” He quit the showmanship and took a few steps toward the men, arms crossed, “I'll go to your weird city, but please, don't hail me as some champion! I'm but a humble servant to Buddha. Put me to work oh mighty ambassadors!” He dropped to his knees in what was known as the seiza, prostrating himself before these two citizens. After a moment of silence, Yoshimitsu looked up, the bright eyes of the mask looking between the men.
“All right, all right, weirdo,” They leaned down and helped him up, “If you really wanna help us out, you can join the army. Hope your Buddha is fine with that.”
“Oh you wish to know the Divine Buddha?” Yoshimitsu followed behind the two as they walked back towards the dirt road that he had been trying to avoid this whole time. There was five miles from the camp site to the gates of the city. And for five miles Yoshimitsu did not shut up once about Buddha.
“Man-gee righ-you? Can't say we have...” The pair looked to each other, confused. Yoshimitsu was sensing a pattern of language barriers here.
“Right, okay...” He quit the showmanship and took a few steps toward the men, arms crossed, “I'll go to your weird city, but please, don't hail me as some champion! I'm but a humble servant to Buddha. Put me to work oh mighty ambassadors!” He dropped to his knees in what was known as the seiza, prostrating himself before these two citizens. After a moment of silence, Yoshimitsu looked up, the bright eyes of the mask looking between the men.
“All right, all right, weirdo,” They leaned down and helped him up, “If you really wanna help us out, you can join the army. Hope your Buddha is fine with that.”
“Oh you wish to know the Divine Buddha?” Yoshimitsu followed behind the two as they walked back towards the dirt road that he had been trying to avoid this whole time. There was five miles from the camp site to the gates of the city. And for five miles Yoshimitsu did not shut up once about Buddha.