The meeting is in a very large, nameless room. When Polaris and
Chiriko get there, Mitsukake, Nuriko, Tamahome, Miaka, and Chichiri are
already there, waiting. Polaris blushes as she walks in and takes a spot
flanking Mitsukake. Chiriko smiles. "My apologies, Hotohori-sama. The girl
and I had a run-in between hallways." He bows slightly and takes his spot
between Chichiri and Tamahome. Hotohori speaks up. "Where is Tasuki?" AT
that moment, the red headed bandit strolls in. "Sorry'm late. Hadda use the
b'throom."
"That was quite an over share, Tasuki." Hotohori replies. "Please reframe from doing it again." Tasuki shrugs and walks over to stand beside Polaris. "Well, I've gathered you all here to greet our new guest. She came all the way from Miaka's world to meet us, so we should welcome her." He gestures to her. "Come here." Polaris whole body turns beet red as she steps away from the seishi. She takes very long, quick strides to avoid any eye contact that may be possible. She stops in front of him, hunched over in an everlasting bow.
"What is your name?" He asks, tilting his head a little. Was he that good looking that such a girl should be embarrassed? He makes a mental note to ask his guards later. "Polaris" a very small, shaky voice says from under a mat of thick violet tresses. "I am the emperor of Konan, but you may call me Hotohori. I am one of the Suzaku seven, as well." Polaris' bow deepens considerably. "It is very pleasant to meet you, Hotohori-sama."
Nuriko frowns. She was making moves on his man! How dare she just move right in and steal the emperor, while he himself has waited for years?!? His hands ball into fists. Oh, was she going to get it!
"Are you acquainted with the other seishi and the priestess, Miaka?" Hotohori asks. "Faintly." Comes the reply of the young woman. "Well, You'll have time go get acquainted with them la." Miaka interrupts. "Hotohori!! When are we having dinner?" Polaris and all the others sweatdrop. Hotohori chuckles lightly. "That's just what I was getting to."
* Geda: *yawns* Nobody likes my story. Tasuki: What'de ya expect? You're a bad writer. Ya make meh talk funny. The fans don't like't. Geda: Oh, go jump a cliff. *broods*
"That was quite an over share, Tasuki." Hotohori replies. "Please reframe from doing it again." Tasuki shrugs and walks over to stand beside Polaris. "Well, I've gathered you all here to greet our new guest. She came all the way from Miaka's world to meet us, so we should welcome her." He gestures to her. "Come here." Polaris whole body turns beet red as she steps away from the seishi. She takes very long, quick strides to avoid any eye contact that may be possible. She stops in front of him, hunched over in an everlasting bow.
"What is your name?" He asks, tilting his head a little. Was he that good looking that such a girl should be embarrassed? He makes a mental note to ask his guards later. "Polaris" a very small, shaky voice says from under a mat of thick violet tresses. "I am the emperor of Konan, but you may call me Hotohori. I am one of the Suzaku seven, as well." Polaris' bow deepens considerably. "It is very pleasant to meet you, Hotohori-sama."
Nuriko frowns. She was making moves on his man! How dare she just move right in and steal the emperor, while he himself has waited for years?!? His hands ball into fists. Oh, was she going to get it!
"Are you acquainted with the other seishi and the priestess, Miaka?" Hotohori asks. "Faintly." Comes the reply of the young woman. "Well, You'll have time go get acquainted with them la." Miaka interrupts. "Hotohori!! When are we having dinner?" Polaris and all the others sweatdrop. Hotohori chuckles lightly. "That's just what I was getting to."
* Geda: *yawns* Nobody likes my story. Tasuki: What'de ya expect? You're a bad writer. Ya make meh talk funny. The fans don't like't. Geda: Oh, go jump a cliff. *broods*