The Way of Sensei Wu

(Expecting)

Akimitsu was slightly troubled and as such he sought some peace or at least a distraction. He was fortunate that the monetary had a rock garden. Akimitsu had always enjoyed the serenity that rock gardens brought. They were both simple yet beautiful in their own way.

So it was here that he sat amongst the garden not quite meditating but also not fully attending his surroundings.

Interrupting that peace was the silk-like voice of Miya Yamashita himself, regalling Yakumo his dutiful yojimbo with some tale garnered from one of the monks doing his wash this morning. Speaking fondly of how much she seemed to recall the memory all before, "Truly, it's disappointing that something as simple as a trip down to the neighboring village can be so exciting mmm? Just another touch of proof that some of us are just born higher," he says with all the detachment to any sense that his statement could be perceived sourly.

Akimitsu regarded the Miya for a koment "the length of a journey, nor its destination decide how eventful it is." He said simply. Standing from his seiza.

Akimitsu bowed to the newcomers appropriately "you are Miya-san yes? I saw you briefly yesterday. We did not her s chance to speak."