NaNoWriMo 2010 - Part 4
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loracarolThey split up at about eleven o clock that night, and they went to their own bedrooms. the next day Thomas Iruka went out to the city to buy for his beautiful love Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt that most traditional of Ancient Ninja Arts gifts- the engagement weaponry pack. While it was not really normal and or possible to get weaponry packs that were bothe beautiful and functional- that is, unless you were one of the secret cabal of chaotic neutral Mythopoien Pirates who also happened to have a thriving trade with a secret cabal of lawful neautral Macerean Ninjas. Carefully he stepped through the early morning fish selling crowds of people to make his way to he Cabalese lair. He had an idea in mind for what he wanted ot give his precious love Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt, something homemade- or, well, at least personalized, even if not actually made by him. At his house. By his own two hands. Yay?
Thomas Iruka stepped across the threshold of the shop and promptly jumped over the double wires that were spinning quickly over the entrance ready to shop off the feet of the unwary. Then he ducked under the spinning shurikan blades that were spinning towards him ready to slice him into two pieces. After that eh did a back bendy thingy ala that dude from The Matrix, Neon, right? Who cares?
After many hardships, and dangers unnumbered Thomas Iruka made his way to the room at the top of the building where he would meet the counsil of elders.
The council of elders was a group of people who had come together after the birth and life of Thomas Iruka and Yuki O’Bonny had been found out. They were a group of Ancient Pirates and Ninjas who had decided that, for the good of both of their peoples, they needed to have a way of keeping track of the other team and of maintaining peace treaties between the two nations of equally awesome epicness.
It was to they that you went if you needed custom made weaponry that was both beautiful and practical. It was rare, but there was the occasional female ninja who wanted something that could be pretty and practical, the occasional male ninja who wanted to impress a lover, and the often (not just occasional) female ninja hired to act as a courtesan or something else that required both an ability to blend in and an ability kick some serious evil ass. Things that were made always were super strong, and the blades held an edge for more then a century (or so it was said). There had not been any weaponry makers that long ago, however the first blade made by the ninja Semptikanna Faushi McDormaldon had been made over sixty years ago, and it was still sharp despite still being used as a genuine weapon by the woman herself, Semptikanna Faushi McDormaldon.
“I come before you with a request”. Thomas Iruka said to the elder. “Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt has come to the city, and agreed to marry me. I would like to give her something worthy of her status as a high level ninja of the family Suzuki and Schmidt. Her parents were Mayuko Tsukiko Yukiko Hime Jaeden TeaCha Suzuki and Miroku Hitaiichan Tomoyo Syaron Fai KuroInu Scmidt, I am sure that you remember them?”
“Ah yes, I do know who she is. It is also known to us that she is here, however admittedly the fact that you two are engaged is news. Am I right to assume that you wish to buy for her an engagement gift?”
“Yes sir, in the ninja tradition if you do not mind. It is something I have always wondered about. So to be able to give her something would be a blessing in all the areas of my life.”
“Very well young hopper amoung the grass. Do you have any preferences for what we get her, or would you like the traditional ninja engagement package?”
“What comes in the traditional ninja engagement package?”
“I am so glad you asked that. Well, in general it is four sets of kunai knives, three packages of shuriken, one hundred senbon needles, several pairs of leg and / or arm guards (those come later, and get custom made to fit her body shape and preferences) and they all come in a custom silk bag. Well, that is traditional, anyway. If you want something different, though, I am sure that anything you pick would be accepted. However, no matter what you get her, there are some protocols that must be observed. Firstly, you must get the bag custom designed, and it must have her name on it. It is a special Ninja Technique that was created a long time ago. It may seem like it is superfluous and rather silly, but there are other applications, and it will allow the bag to be connected to the greater Ninja Clans Bag of Holding which in turn is conncted ot the most ancient of areas, the Blessed Space of the Hammers. Are you understanding me?”
“Yes sir.”
“Do you know what kind of etchings, should you wish for any, you want on the blades?”
“I would like it to be the symbol for water in Ninja-ese swirled with my crest, if that is alright.”
“You have a crest…?”
“Yes, it was a mix of the Ninja world word for Ninja and the pirateing world pictograph for pirate. It is something that has never been done before, but both Yuki O’Bonny and I finagled them when we were younger and wanted a crest that would explain about ourselves. If you look at them, mine has the pirate crest a little bigger then the ninja crest and hers is the exact opposite.”
“Very well, but if it is indeed yoru personal crest…” Thomas Iruka waited for the man to continue before realizing that the man was waiting for him to respond, so he nodded. “…Then I think that there will be a bit of a difference in the function of the metal. Originally the metal used to create the weaponry has the ability to smooth out the etchings so that a properly good Ninja can use the weaponry as a calling card to who was the one doing the killing, a way to pull the weapons back to the user (only applicable in thirty seven republic, and based on the closness of a person to the actual weaponry. Offer void in Not Port Town of Nebra Suka). If we are using your personal crest for this, though, we need to slide in a second layer of ninjutsu so that she can, if she so chooses, wipe you out of her life with a flick of her hand.”
“I see. I apologize for this being so awkward, I do not really know much about the er… Marriage aspects of ninja lifestyles. I mean, I have been trying to learn about the ninja part of my heritage, but for some reason this part was omitted.”
“That is alright. Now, I was wondering…” And the old man looked away, blushing slightly.
“Yes honored elder?”
“There is a lady that runs a nice little tea shop and bar. She is ostensibly a pirate, but we have grown… fond of each other. I would like to request her hand in marriage, but I would like to do it in the pirate tradidions. Would you be willing to, I mean, if you want to-”
“Of course honored elder, it would be my honor. A tea shop bar… Are you speaking of Maryn el Kantara sul Sorenkar di Ali-Sya?”
“Yes, and hopefully future Maryn el Kantara sul Sorenkar di Ali-Sya Hanami, if she will consent.”
“Well, traditionally Pirates give their ladies beaded scarves with a ring tied in the scenter. If the lady takes the ring of the scarf, and puts it on her marriage finger, they have consented to being your fiancé- but if tey put it on the next finger over, well, let us just say that they are not really interested in you.”
“I see. And her favorite color is purple, so should I get her a purple scarf? Or is there some sort of taboo against that?”
“As long as it is not a boring, staid purple, I am sure that it will be fine. We do not really like dark colors- the brighter, the better. Of course, you are a Ninja, so if it was a mix of brighter purples nad a few darker purples, I am sure that she will understand the sentimate. You also might try giving her some Short Blades- she would like that.”
“Just… Short Blades? What was with the capitalization of those words?”
“Short Blades are a kind of short knife used mostly amoung pirates, and mostly by Pirate women. I am not sure why, I think it was something to do with Tradition.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, here, this is one that my Mum gave me. Take a look” and Thomas Iruka threw a small bladed knife out at the old man. He caught it, of course, for he was a Ninja. It was a silvery blade with a short handle, and it was the perfect size for slicing food, bodies, ropes, sails or doors.
“I thank you young Thomas Iruka. If you will go meet the smith, he will help you with your quest for the perfect engagement gift for your esteemed wife to be.” With that, the elder threw the Short Blade at the young man, and he caught it, of course, for he was a Pirate Ninja.
“I thank you honored elder.” And Thomas Iruka slid the Short Blade into his sleeve, and made sure that it was clipped to his arm strap.
So, yeah, hi, this is me, ya know, the author of this story. Here is the thing, I was not planning on writing about Thomas Iruka or Yuki O’Bonny or even Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt, they all sort of just um… popped up.
“Yeah, that’s because you are not that great of a writer, now is it not?” Said the woefully forgotten teenaged Daéja. Normally he and Jaéda were in a good mood, but to be forgotten for so long….
“Nope” the author (or *I* I supposed, but I do so love third person!) said to them. “It is because I am writing this for National Novel Writing Month, and I need to word count, so sit down and shut your traps!”
“Do you promise to write about us next?” Asked Jaéda skeptically.
“Of course! In fact, I was just about ot apologize to the readers-”
“Yeah, right, like anyone is every going to want to read this…” Muttered Daéja, as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“AHEM the MORE you interrupt me, the longer it is going to be before I actually do get to writing about you two, which is something I would like to do.”
“Keep going…”
“Well, anyway, I totally lost my train of thought now- that just sucks, I mean, think I could remember what I was talking about, what eas it- oh yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh… Right, I would like to apologize, buuuuuuut now I am about to continue with the literary equivalent of a stupid clip show, where I am going to write out stupid drabbles about each year of the kids lives until they turn, let us say, seventeen? Is that a nice, decent age?”
“Sixteen is traditional” Jaéda asid, brushing some lint off of her clothing.
“Yeah, but that is way to young now adays, I mean, it is just not right- I was only in high school my second year when I was sixteen- not ready to travel the world, though I suppose that that could just be my own personal foibles, and the fact that I wanted to go to college and become a doctor…”
“Get on with it, the bar is open soon” said a voice belonging to a man. He was wearing a weird red visor, and his gray hair was spiked back. He was also wearing a really snazzy hsirt and vest combo that immediately made the authoress wish that she were, in fact, a man so that she could dress like he was and still not look so bad. However, as nice as his clothing was, he had still interrupted her, so ya know what he gets?
A boot to the head.
“Anyway, are there any objections?” She and I asked as one because we were one person and this is WEIRD!
“Yeah, what happened to us?” Asked Thomas Iruka while standing in front of Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt and Yuki O’Bonny.
“You two, yes Thomas Iruka and Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt got married and lived happily ever after eventually realizing that you had been in real true fiction land love since the day you first met. Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt helped you Thomas Iruka with the ninja aspects of things, while you helped her lossen up a bit, and in time she even would help with your pirate ness, though she tended to stick to darker bright colors, likd deep blues, and purples and greens. And she would randomly wear silver. It is her favorite metal, after all. You never had any of your own biological kids, but that was okay because you opened a Ninja nd pirate dojo, and were still raising Daéja nad Jaéda. Yuki O’Bonny… You met a lovely pirate by the name of Sylvester de’Stone, and you eventually married though not until he proved that he was worthy for you. He did this because he was told he had to go on an adventure to find magical shit, and then he immediately asked if you wanted to go with him instead of assuming that you would be staying home. Um, yeah, so can I start drabbling now?”
“Suit yourself!”
“Okay! So here you go, one drabble (approximately one hundred words per drabble) about Daéja and Jaéda until they turn seventeen at stuff actually starts to happen in the sort of direction htat I kind of want it to go in!”
Thomas Iruka stepped across the threshold of the shop and promptly jumped over the double wires that were spinning quickly over the entrance ready to shop off the feet of the unwary. Then he ducked under the spinning shurikan blades that were spinning towards him ready to slice him into two pieces. After that eh did a back bendy thingy ala that dude from The Matrix, Neon, right? Who cares?
After many hardships, and dangers unnumbered Thomas Iruka made his way to the room at the top of the building where he would meet the counsil of elders.
The council of elders was a group of people who had come together after the birth and life of Thomas Iruka and Yuki O’Bonny had been found out. They were a group of Ancient Pirates and Ninjas who had decided that, for the good of both of their peoples, they needed to have a way of keeping track of the other team and of maintaining peace treaties between the two nations of equally awesome epicness.
It was to they that you went if you needed custom made weaponry that was both beautiful and practical. It was rare, but there was the occasional female ninja who wanted something that could be pretty and practical, the occasional male ninja who wanted to impress a lover, and the often (not just occasional) female ninja hired to act as a courtesan or something else that required both an ability to blend in and an ability kick some serious evil ass. Things that were made always were super strong, and the blades held an edge for more then a century (or so it was said). There had not been any weaponry makers that long ago, however the first blade made by the ninja Semptikanna Faushi McDormaldon had been made over sixty years ago, and it was still sharp despite still being used as a genuine weapon by the woman herself, Semptikanna Faushi McDormaldon.
“I come before you with a request”. Thomas Iruka said to the elder. “Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt has come to the city, and agreed to marry me. I would like to give her something worthy of her status as a high level ninja of the family Suzuki and Schmidt. Her parents were Mayuko Tsukiko Yukiko Hime Jaeden TeaCha Suzuki and Miroku Hitaiichan Tomoyo Syaron Fai KuroInu Scmidt, I am sure that you remember them?”
“Ah yes, I do know who she is. It is also known to us that she is here, however admittedly the fact that you two are engaged is news. Am I right to assume that you wish to buy for her an engagement gift?”
“Yes sir, in the ninja tradition if you do not mind. It is something I have always wondered about. So to be able to give her something would be a blessing in all the areas of my life.”
“Very well young hopper amoung the grass. Do you have any preferences for what we get her, or would you like the traditional ninja engagement package?”
“What comes in the traditional ninja engagement package?”
“I am so glad you asked that. Well, in general it is four sets of kunai knives, three packages of shuriken, one hundred senbon needles, several pairs of leg and / or arm guards (those come later, and get custom made to fit her body shape and preferences) and they all come in a custom silk bag. Well, that is traditional, anyway. If you want something different, though, I am sure that anything you pick would be accepted. However, no matter what you get her, there are some protocols that must be observed. Firstly, you must get the bag custom designed, and it must have her name on it. It is a special Ninja Technique that was created a long time ago. It may seem like it is superfluous and rather silly, but there are other applications, and it will allow the bag to be connected to the greater Ninja Clans Bag of Holding which in turn is conncted ot the most ancient of areas, the Blessed Space of the Hammers. Are you understanding me?”
“Yes sir.”
“Do you know what kind of etchings, should you wish for any, you want on the blades?”
“I would like it to be the symbol for water in Ninja-ese swirled with my crest, if that is alright.”
“You have a crest…?”
“Yes, it was a mix of the Ninja world word for Ninja and the pirateing world pictograph for pirate. It is something that has never been done before, but both Yuki O’Bonny and I finagled them when we were younger and wanted a crest that would explain about ourselves. If you look at them, mine has the pirate crest a little bigger then the ninja crest and hers is the exact opposite.”
“Very well, but if it is indeed yoru personal crest…” Thomas Iruka waited for the man to continue before realizing that the man was waiting for him to respond, so he nodded. “…Then I think that there will be a bit of a difference in the function of the metal. Originally the metal used to create the weaponry has the ability to smooth out the etchings so that a properly good Ninja can use the weaponry as a calling card to who was the one doing the killing, a way to pull the weapons back to the user (only applicable in thirty seven republic, and based on the closness of a person to the actual weaponry. Offer void in Not Port Town of Nebra Suka). If we are using your personal crest for this, though, we need to slide in a second layer of ninjutsu so that she can, if she so chooses, wipe you out of her life with a flick of her hand.”
“I see. I apologize for this being so awkward, I do not really know much about the er… Marriage aspects of ninja lifestyles. I mean, I have been trying to learn about the ninja part of my heritage, but for some reason this part was omitted.”
“That is alright. Now, I was wondering…” And the old man looked away, blushing slightly.
“Yes honored elder?”
“There is a lady that runs a nice little tea shop and bar. She is ostensibly a pirate, but we have grown… fond of each other. I would like to request her hand in marriage, but I would like to do it in the pirate tradidions. Would you be willing to, I mean, if you want to-”
“Of course honored elder, it would be my honor. A tea shop bar… Are you speaking of Maryn el Kantara sul Sorenkar di Ali-Sya?”
“Yes, and hopefully future Maryn el Kantara sul Sorenkar di Ali-Sya Hanami, if she will consent.”
“Well, traditionally Pirates give their ladies beaded scarves with a ring tied in the scenter. If the lady takes the ring of the scarf, and puts it on her marriage finger, they have consented to being your fiancé- but if tey put it on the next finger over, well, let us just say that they are not really interested in you.”
“I see. And her favorite color is purple, so should I get her a purple scarf? Or is there some sort of taboo against that?”
“As long as it is not a boring, staid purple, I am sure that it will be fine. We do not really like dark colors- the brighter, the better. Of course, you are a Ninja, so if it was a mix of brighter purples nad a few darker purples, I am sure that she will understand the sentimate. You also might try giving her some Short Blades- she would like that.”
“Just… Short Blades? What was with the capitalization of those words?”
“Short Blades are a kind of short knife used mostly amoung pirates, and mostly by Pirate women. I am not sure why, I think it was something to do with Tradition.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, here, this is one that my Mum gave me. Take a look” and Thomas Iruka threw a small bladed knife out at the old man. He caught it, of course, for he was a Ninja. It was a silvery blade with a short handle, and it was the perfect size for slicing food, bodies, ropes, sails or doors.
“I thank you young Thomas Iruka. If you will go meet the smith, he will help you with your quest for the perfect engagement gift for your esteemed wife to be.” With that, the elder threw the Short Blade at the young man, and he caught it, of course, for he was a Pirate Ninja.
“I thank you honored elder.” And Thomas Iruka slid the Short Blade into his sleeve, and made sure that it was clipped to his arm strap.
So, yeah, hi, this is me, ya know, the author of this story. Here is the thing, I was not planning on writing about Thomas Iruka or Yuki O’Bonny or even Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt, they all sort of just um… popped up.
“Yeah, that’s because you are not that great of a writer, now is it not?” Said the woefully forgotten teenaged Daéja. Normally he and Jaéda were in a good mood, but to be forgotten for so long….
“Nope” the author (or *I* I supposed, but I do so love third person!) said to them. “It is because I am writing this for National Novel Writing Month, and I need to word count, so sit down and shut your traps!”
“Do you promise to write about us next?” Asked Jaéda skeptically.
“Of course! In fact, I was just about ot apologize to the readers-”
“Yeah, right, like anyone is every going to want to read this…” Muttered Daéja, as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“AHEM the MORE you interrupt me, the longer it is going to be before I actually do get to writing about you two, which is something I would like to do.”
“Keep going…”
“Well, anyway, I totally lost my train of thought now- that just sucks, I mean, think I could remember what I was talking about, what eas it- oh yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh… Right, I would like to apologize, buuuuuuut now I am about to continue with the literary equivalent of a stupid clip show, where I am going to write out stupid drabbles about each year of the kids lives until they turn, let us say, seventeen? Is that a nice, decent age?”
“Sixteen is traditional” Jaéda asid, brushing some lint off of her clothing.
“Yeah, but that is way to young now adays, I mean, it is just not right- I was only in high school my second year when I was sixteen- not ready to travel the world, though I suppose that that could just be my own personal foibles, and the fact that I wanted to go to college and become a doctor…”
“Get on with it, the bar is open soon” said a voice belonging to a man. He was wearing a weird red visor, and his gray hair was spiked back. He was also wearing a really snazzy hsirt and vest combo that immediately made the authoress wish that she were, in fact, a man so that she could dress like he was and still not look so bad. However, as nice as his clothing was, he had still interrupted her, so ya know what he gets?
A boot to the head.
“Anyway, are there any objections?” She and I asked as one because we were one person and this is WEIRD!
“Yeah, what happened to us?” Asked Thomas Iruka while standing in front of Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt and Yuki O’Bonny.
“You two, yes Thomas Iruka and Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt got married and lived happily ever after eventually realizing that you had been in real true fiction land love since the day you first met. Mizuko Miiko Yuki Ai Uzu Nekiko Fuu Umi Umiko Uchiha Hatake Sakura Scmidt helped you Thomas Iruka with the ninja aspects of things, while you helped her lossen up a bit, and in time she even would help with your pirate ness, though she tended to stick to darker bright colors, likd deep blues, and purples and greens. And she would randomly wear silver. It is her favorite metal, after all. You never had any of your own biological kids, but that was okay because you opened a Ninja nd pirate dojo, and were still raising Daéja nad Jaéda. Yuki O’Bonny… You met a lovely pirate by the name of Sylvester de’Stone, and you eventually married though not until he proved that he was worthy for you. He did this because he was told he had to go on an adventure to find magical shit, and then he immediately asked if you wanted to go with him instead of assuming that you would be staying home. Um, yeah, so can I start drabbling now?”
“Suit yourself!”
“Okay! So here you go, one drabble (approximately one hundred words per drabble) about Daéja and Jaéda until they turn seventeen at stuff actually starts to happen in the sort of direction htat I kind of want it to go in!”
