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Date: July 16, 2013
Summary:
Takeshi takes Yuriko to see what will be part of her future.
"Odori Legacy"
Kaguya Village, Odori Residence
Kaguya Village [Kirigakure]
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This area smells very strongly of blood and views of ivory, each building in this district made by the Kaguya that owns it and out of their own bone. At the far west end of the village there is one house that is double the size of any other which could presumably belong to the head of the Kaguya Clan. Among the buildings are small resturants and shops, all made of the same bone material as the other buildings, though the merchandise is not necessarily such.
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Takeshi is poking around the Odori residence, not really doing much of anything, but moving thing around because he's in one of those moods. Idly, he's hoping that Yuriko totters by some time today, it's about time for her to hear the Odori introduction, that thing that every Odori has to go through before they come of age and while Yuriko may only be 5, in the Odori family, geninhood is coming of age.
Yuriko was dropped off by her mother just a moment before that the little girl hurries through the front gate, the cloth knapsack bouncing on her back as she reaches door and struggles only briefly to pull it open. "Obitan! I'm here!" she calls out to Takeshi, huffing lightly from the exertion but smiling regardless as she pulls the front door closed behind her. The tiny girl is quick to flip off her outside shoes at the doorway and slip her socked feet into slippers. Into slippers that completely envelope her small feet.
Takeshi turns to look at Yuriko, "Yuriko. Did you have a good day at school?" He smiles at her, hobbling over to the over excited youth to pat her on the head, "So how long until you get to be a genin?" He knows the answer to the question, he's still a teacher at the school, but he wants to hear it from here.
Yuriko giggles happily as she runs up to her grandfather and nearly tackles his leg with a hug, though she remembers what her mother's said and in turn tries to give him a more gentle hug. The pat on her snowy head earns another playful giggle as she lets go of him and lifts her bright eyes upwards, her vivid aquamarine eyes sparkling with excitement. "A week! I can't wait!" She may have been the youngest in her class, but she was also the quickest to pick up techniques compared to the other students. Not that Yuriko had noticed this. To her it was just a game, learning as she played.
Takeshi nods at Yuriko, patting her head. "Look, let's go talk about something. Follow grandfather." He starts moving back to the dojo, waiting for her to arrive before moving a sword on a statue, "Come on, we're going downstairs. You need to be told something." After a long line of stairs, they enter a large, open circular area. With lots of statues with old weapons and books of history. "So, this is the Odori vaults."
Her head is patted again, her snowy bangs falling into her face as Yuriko smiles up at her grandfather. When he tells her to follow her, however, the little girl blankly blinks up at him before she obeys and falls in to line behind him. He moves slower than she does, naturally, but she doesn't seem to notice. She appears more interested in where they're going, beaming with bubbly amusement when a hidden door, of all things, opens and a set of stairs leads downwards. The trek was a long one, but when they get to the bottom her bright blue green eyes blink around her at the circular area. Statues, weapons, books and scrolls. All of it old and most of it dusty. Yuriko blinks again as she looks back up at Takeshi.
Takeshi nods at Yuriko, "This Yuriko is the history of the Odori. Your father, Keisuke, is here. I'm going to be here when I die. And one day, you'll be here too because you are the next odori. I'm going to tell you the same thing that I told your father when he became Odori." He coughs and pats her head, "All of these people have one thing in common: They stood for beliefs. It doesn't matter what you believe, but you fight for it, above all else. That's what I've done and what those before me did. It's what Keisuke did." He smiles at her and pats her head again, "So this is yours now. As is right, you have something to do. You need to decide on what represents you, your symbol. Mine was the wave. Then you have to pick an ancestral weapon. You won't have to use it, but it symbolizes our history."
The young girl blinks her bright eyes around the room, at the different weapons that have been stored here for more than on e generation. its questionable whether or not she fully realizes this, but she does recognize that her father had been here. Standing where she is right now. Her head is patted again, but Yuriko overall appears thoughtful, contemplative. And she's told that she has to pick something that represents her. A frown forms in her young face and she lifts a hand to scratch at the side of her head. "Um, I don't know…" Yuriko admits.
Takeshi nods, "You don't have to pick it now. Think about it as long as you need to. It'll represent the Odori clan going forward, this family will be what you make it one day. I hope I'm here to see it, but even if I'm not…who am I kidding? I'll never die. I'm too stubborn." A chuckle at the youngster, "Anyways, this is yours now."
Yuriko nods softly as she glances back up at Takeshi. Way not to put pressure on a little kid. She just wanted to play games for crying out loud. For now she just nods as if she understands the full meaning behind his words, or the full impact they have on her and her life. Reaching up she lightly tugs at the his robes at his side, "Can we have a snack now? I did reaaaally good at class today."
Takeshi nods at Yuriko, "You don't have to worry about this. Just remember how to get here. One day, you'll want to read about your father. Let's go play games and have food. The others are almost home soon." He smiles and reaches down to grab her hand, "Come on then, let's go have snacks and then play with the others when they get back."
The little girl quickly nods with wholehearted agreement, beaming up at him. "I will. Behind the statue!" Yuriko declares, proving that she remembers. Her hand is taken and she giggles, stretching her grip to keep whole of it. "Yay, snacks!" The highlight of the day.
