Astoria Oregon, Monday Night
Feb. 3rd, 2014 07:24 pm"For centuries the Arashikage stood for honor, and peace, and courage." Storm Shadow said. His tone was half lecturing, half musing. "But from the moment you stepped foot in our ancestral home brother, it began to stand for something else as well. Redemption."
Thomas Arashikage looked out the window of the dojo. It had been built from the ruins of an old restaurant, that had itself been converted from a decomissioned lighthouse, and the keeper's home. "You were a better apprentice than I. Would that I could admit that at the time. I think partly it was because I took my place in the family for granted. Whereas you had something to 'fight' for. Not to prove yourself to the clan, but to prove yourself to yourself. And to the spirits of your fallen family.
"It was your example that inspired me to take William on as my apprentice. And while I will always regret the rift that once existed between us, I see that it has worked out for the best for many people. And I feel confident that the Arashikage will continue on for generations more, stronger than ever because of it."
He turned from the window, "That being said," And looked down at the prone body of his sword brother, still lying where Anastasia had knocked him. The girl in question was looking at Uncle Storm Shadow with rapt attention. And sitting on Snake-Eyes' chest.
"I cannot believe you let a five year old sneak up on you and knock you on your ass."
Thomas Arashikage looked out the window of the dojo. It had been built from the ruins of an old restaurant, that had itself been converted from a decomissioned lighthouse, and the keeper's home. "You were a better apprentice than I. Would that I could admit that at the time. I think partly it was because I took my place in the family for granted. Whereas you had something to 'fight' for. Not to prove yourself to the clan, but to prove yourself to yourself. And to the spirits of your fallen family.
"It was your example that inspired me to take William on as my apprentice. And while I will always regret the rift that once existed between us, I see that it has worked out for the best for many people. And I feel confident that the Arashikage will continue on for generations more, stronger than ever because of it."
He turned from the window, "That being said," And looked down at the prone body of his sword brother, still lying where Anastasia had knocked him. The girl in question was looking at Uncle Storm Shadow with rapt attention. And sitting on Snake-Eyes' chest.
"I cannot believe you let a five year old sneak up on you and knock you on your ass."