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Amiko Kobayashi ([info]hotlittlehands) wrote,
@ 2011-12-13 17:37:00


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AU: A Real Lady
Many called Clan Yashida's holdings a corporate empire with multiple security contracts with the Japanese government. Others called it the closest contemporary Japan could get to a shogunate. Everyone, however, knew about the young daimyo's... fixations. Living fairly austerely for one so wealthy, Amiko Kobayashi used her financial savvy to direct all clan resources to two things. The first was the protection and well being of people throughout the clan. The second was the devastation of every Hand operation they could track down.

Some months ago, she had interfered in an incident in the middle of the street out of concern for the safety of the arresting officers.

It had proven quite lucky, although at times she felt like a dirty old woman for enjoying the view.
Tonight, Amiko asked Hajime to see her in her office.


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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-12-16 04:13 pm UTC (link)
He names a known Hand operative.

He looks suddenly uncertain about whether he's going to die, but then he remembers the 'as well'.

Amiko's not uncertain at all. Personally, she'd hardly given a damn about who held the knife.

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[info]get_medieval
2011-12-17 03:20 pm UTC (link)
Hajime nods, then glances to Amiko. "I remain an agent of the law. If you wish to arrest him for the information he possesses, I must ask that you push for his execution, no matter what... but I will arrest him if you wish." He doesn't want to, but even in his day, a trial, even if its a show trial, could be necessary. And Hajime is a samurai, not an assassin, and the man was not killed in battle. He will gladly be an executioner, but he needs his lady's say so to become such with someone with potentially valuable information.

"Your life is hers... if you have anything you wish to volunteer in information to attempt to convince her to spare you, I am bound by honor to give you that chance... provided you kneel before her and tell her what you know."

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-12-17 07:06 pm UTC (link)
There's a controlled-detonation explosion a ways away, and perhaps the doctor's pouting in rage or perhaps it's something else, but he's certainly not quick enough to make himself useful. Not when Amiko's looking at Hajime's face.

"I think, in this case, we'll get sufficient information from his computer files. Please clean up this mess and meet me at the exit, Hajime-san."

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[info]get_medieval
2011-12-17 07:13 pm UTC (link)
Hajime nods. Given permission, and more work to do - almost as he moves his head to signal his agreement, the doctor's life is over in a clean stroke of the sword, almost too fast to follow.

He breathes a small prayer to his ancestors, then turns to precede his daimyo to the exit, to make sure its as safe as possible under the circumstances.

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-12-17 07:25 pm UTC (link)
She has several well-ordered arguments in her head for why this breach of her normal protocol, tending towards arrests in such circumstances, is okay, but she knows she did it for Hajime, and in truth, it doesn't bother her.

Out they go. Data retrieved, the time platform destroyed, and on their way home.

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[info]get_medieval
2011-12-17 11:16 pm UTC (link)
He knows her normal protocol. All the more reason to ask. He likewise has no problem being her executioner, when needed - and he knows she bent her usual ways for this, and is grateful. He'll need to deal with that assassin agent eventually still, but now he has a name.

"Thank you."

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-12-17 11:20 pm UTC (link)
"You're welcome." A pause. "One down, one to go, in that regard." And this one will take its time, until she's got an alternative for his renewed honor. "Otherwise, we stopped something before it went disastrously further. Good day's work for everyone."

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[info]get_medieval
2011-12-18 04:24 pm UTC (link)
The honor that most concerns him, of course, is his family's. Until its restored, his family's souls are in, effectively, purgatory, and have been for centuries. But at least he had good news for them now.

"Indeed, and we will catch the agent, in time."

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[info]hotlittlehands
2011-12-18 09:49 pm UTC (link)
She knows where his concerns are. She just can't lose him.

But she's sincere when she nods.

They travel in silence for a while and then, quietly, with more uncertainty than she normally shows.

"For tonight... what happens now?

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