Disclaimer: This is an act of fiction, this is a crossover between Legend of the Five Rings, a d20 product owned by Wizards of the Coast and Ranma an anime. I own few if any of the characters.
No characters of Bungie's Oni were harmed in the writing of this story. The title of this story in no way includes ownership of any copyright. A big thanks to CQB games for publishing Beyond Monks. That said, let's break a leg.
Keyorn was bombarded with images of his past; triumphs and failures. His triumphs in training, seeming mediocre compared to the rest of his bushi classmates; his triumphs over various monsters, insignificant next to some of his companions. He truly longed for the woman that was the sister of the group, Sel would always have something to say. Usually, that something would miniaturize the situation to a level where he could see it clearly. Of course, Nabiki seemed to fill that function here, at least for him. Kasumi was really the mother figure here, and that was great; instead of a woman of the forge like Sel, Kasumi made life livable with all the different personalities in the house. The dream/vision seemed to dissolve, into Nabiki; around her it felt like he was safe for some reason. Not that he needed protecting against physical enemies, it was just a warmth he never felt with anyone else. Not even when protected with the Kaiu Wall, which was constantly manned, did he feel safe. By conditioned reflex, he woke with the sun and decided that today he needed to speak with Nabiki, but first he needed a time reference.
So much had changed, he knew that Soun was an idiot; talking to a panda was just idiotic.
He needed to speak to Kasumi; she seemed the most grounded in the household, beside Nabiki.
As Keyorn padded to the kitchen, he felt a chill run up his spine.