AkuTheWolfOkami
The Shape-shifting Master of Goatees and Darkness
The steamboat had docked at the port in Tokyo, and even from this distance you could see the festival in celebration of the harvest in October, Kannamae-sai. The town was full with people- tourist, farmers, merchants and the different celebrations in honor of the festival that was going on.
It all didn't interest Nobunaga much as he stepped off on to the dock in his newly acquired western wardrobe. Black well polished dress shoes that seemed to reflect the sun's blinding light adorned his feet. They went along well with the black trousers that covered his legs and even the black vest that adorned his chest, and black stock tied neatly into a bow around his neck. Under neath the vest and stock sat a pressed white buttoned up collard shirt, with the ends of the sleeves cuffed neatly. Black hair tucked neatly behind his ears, using some type of wax he got in Germany to keep his hair in place complimented the goatee that sat on his face as the only facial hair. And to finish the ensemble, a black top hat sat neatly on his head.
He had embraced western culture, as made evident by the clothing he volunteered to wear. He even tugged the overcoat over his shoulder, before reaching into his pocket and withdrawing a pocket watch. A quick flip of it open and a glance at the time, before closing it was all he offered before replacing it back and glancing over the shoulder that the overcoat did not rest on,"Miroslav-san, come. We have things to do."
Where he had glanced stood a pale skinned boy,about 15, bright green eyes, brown hair stopping right at his shoulders. He wore an outfit similar to Nobunaga's, aside from the fact his trousers were blue, vest was green, and he didn't have an overcoat. He also was carrying an array of bags, probably mostly belonging to the older gentleman. "Right away Testsuyo-sama." His origins were clear, his German accent broke through his Japanese causing some of his words to sound rough and wrong, though they were the right words.
This caused Nobunaga to sigh,"What did I tell you about speaking Japanese..stick to Engrish. We both understand that." spoke Nobunaga, switching to English instead of his native Japanese tongue. He had begun to walk forward, before he was met by a group of men. It was four of them, he recognized two of them from the Matsuda clan, and the marking on the other two's hands made it clear that they were from the Hotsuma clan. Jeez, they were his allies and they had no idea of his true identity. Must mean he was doing a good job.
"Ambassador Tetsuyo?" questioned one of the men, which Nobunaga only responded with a nod. The next thing he knew, each produced small dagger like blades and were rushing at him.
"Jeez a work out already?" he questioned using his free hand to toss the top hat on top of Miroslav's head. He stepped forward, and used his coat to grab one of the man's hands while avoiding the knife, flipping his arm behind him and kicking his leg to cause him to fall to his knees. He wrestled the knife away, and tossed his coat on top of Miroslav's head before kicking the man in the back on to the ground.
Another attacked, and Nobunaga flipped his recently procured blade into the air, catching it an appropriate way to fight with the point towards his arm. He gripped the next assailant's free arm, using his wirst to block the hand that was coming with the blade, before kicking him in the stomach. The man doubled over, and Nobunaga rolled over the man's back to avoid a jab by another. When he got to his feet on other side of the man, he kneed him in the face, before dropping to the ground. He used his leg to sweep the man to the ground his head hitting the wooden dock hard, a move he learned from hapkido.
With another blade thrust from the guy who just attacked him, Nobunaga rose to his feet using the blade he stole to deflect the oncomner's blade. With a quick step, he kicked the guys knee, causing him to bend forward before taking him into an arm hold then flipping him to the ground. Once the man was on the ground, Nobunaga put his knee into his back and ripped the man's arm out of its socket. He was a Matsuda, a dislocated shoulder was the worst he'd do to his own kin. The other Matsuda came forward, and he seemed to be more skilled than the others. A flurry of stikes, which Nobunaga blocked easily, but had little time to counter or no opening to. He thought for a moment, before blinking.
He jumped back to give space between the two, before coming in with a hard right hook in the fashion he learned from Boxing in England. The man blocked as he had expected, but the impact behind the blow threw him off balance and a left hand uppercut came, hitting him square in the jaw causing him to fly a bit in the air before hitting the ground unconscious.
The final man, who was actually the first in which Nobunaga wrestled the knife from rushed at Nobunaga unarmed. A smile covered the man's face, he'd never had the chance to do a complicated move he learned in Hapkido before. The man threw a jab, but Nobunaga was in the air, wrapping his leg and foot around the man's arm, contorting his body - twisting and turning, before he spun the man on the ground and him in an arm lock with his own leg. As he lie there, Nobunaga concentrated to not hurt the man too bad, but still ended up breaking his arm in two places.
Dusting himself off, he got to his feet, grabbing the coat, and throwing it over his shoulder, and picking up the top hat and placing it on own head again. He smiled a bit looking over to Miroslav,"I think it'd be a bit dangerous if you stayed with me son. " Stuffing a piece of paper under the young boy's vest he began to walk away,"Follow the instructions on that paper. I'll meet you at the Inn later. Please don't get yourself killed with your bad Japanese."
A raise of the hand signaling his departure, Nobunaga (disguised as Ambassador Tetsuyo) made his way through the crowds of the festival that was occurring in Edo Japan.
@Shura
Last edited by a moderator: