Hashira RPG

All 9 Hashiras were at the Ubuyashiki Estate, waiting for their Master: Oyataka-sama to arrive to the large garden he planned on greeting them all to. As some time passed, they all decided to chatter, bicker or minded their own thoughts to themselves… Or even just simply wait.

Gyomei: “Namu Amida Butsu…” He chants once again, rattling his ojuzu beads again against his clasped hands that are formed into a prayer.

Sanemi: “Ugh, what the hell are you looking at, Giyuu?!” He scawrls at Giyuu, his veins bulging out of his muscular forearms and his teeth gritting in a usual crazed fashion.

Giyuu: “… It’s nothing. I apologize in advance.” He exclaims unemotionally, his eyes closing to emphasize his formal apology for nothing he did in particular.

Obanai: “... Kanroji, would you like to spend our time together after this meeting…?” He asks towards Mitsuri, with a calming voice, despite being a harsh and strict individual towards anyone else.

Muichiro: “… Huh..? whats that up in the sky…? A bird or… A crow?” The young man asks, his dull, hazed eyes dazing into the amiss skies in an air-headed manner.

Mitsuri: “Sure, Obanai!” She enthusiastically agrees, her passionate and boisterous demeanor shining in an evident sense.

Kyojuro: “The weather sure is nice today!! Wouldn’t you all agree?!!” His voice echoed across the garden’s area with a great optimistic and charismatic aura.

Tengen: “For sure! Quite a flashy sight!” He replies to Kyojuro, slight sparkles glimmering of his eccentric and “flamboyant” demeanor.

Shinobu: “Hmm…? Ara ara!~ It seems like Himejima-san and Tokito-kun are in their own world!” She cheerfully says to herself, her eyes smiling along her lips as she continues to gaze along the garden’s natural edging.