Post by Fujii Yori on May 22, 2014 21:09:11 GMT -7
Totomi home of the Amakusa, Yori was not ordered to visit Totomi on any diplomatic assignments. He did, however mention that he would visit there on the account that he was not given any assignments. Yori was then graced with a small token to deliver to their leader Amakusa Takehiro, however Yori arrived on a late hour. It would not be in Yori's favor to to visit on such a late hour. So Yori decided to wait till tomorrow. Staying at a inn would be a waste of an opportunity to scope out a possible friend or foe defenses,military force and people. Though he did not know his way around, he decided to just walk around since he was only inspecting the area for his own curiosity.
The streets were dead on the account of the time of day it seems that Yori's wandering lead him to the residential area of the city. The house were line up against the street and all the homes looked exactly alike, must be the lower district Yori thought to himself. Walking along the houses, Yori spotted an oddity. All the houses doors were shut tight around this hour. All excluding one door slightly ajar. Yori investigated the matter further, closer examination showed that the door frame where the lock should have been, was destroyed. Looking around to see if anyone was around, Yori did not want to be seen trespassing in on a possible crime scene. Looking around the dark empty street, Yori did not see anyone around, so Yori opened the door to reveal a room which had looked like a tornado hit it. The closet door had been ripped off a lamp had been smashed and the top dresser door had been kicked in.
Entering the home Yori took note of the clothing in the closet. All of the clothing appear to be womens and one of the pieces of clothing look to be what a geisha would wear. Yori then turned his attention towards the kicked in desser, their seemed to be all kinds of cosmetics sprawled across the floor. So this must be the home of a hostess the items that Yori had spotted so far confirm his hypothesis, he continued to examine the crime scene. Nothing seemed to be taking as he looked through the dresser doors. Her jewelry and valuables were still here so that rules out robbery, theres no blood anywhere in the room. The evidence points to - kidnapping, but to what end lust,money,slavery. Yori continued to ponder to himself lost in a world of thought, unwary of his surroundings.
The streets were dead on the account of the time of day it seems that Yori's wandering lead him to the residential area of the city. The house were line up against the street and all the homes looked exactly alike, must be the lower district Yori thought to himself. Walking along the houses, Yori spotted an oddity. All the houses doors were shut tight around this hour. All excluding one door slightly ajar. Yori investigated the matter further, closer examination showed that the door frame where the lock should have been, was destroyed. Looking around to see if anyone was around, Yori did not want to be seen trespassing in on a possible crime scene. Looking around the dark empty street, Yori did not see anyone around, so Yori opened the door to reveal a room which had looked like a tornado hit it. The closet door had been ripped off a lamp had been smashed and the top dresser door had been kicked in.
Entering the home Yori took note of the clothing in the closet. All of the clothing appear to be womens and one of the pieces of clothing look to be what a geisha would wear. Yori then turned his attention towards the kicked in desser, their seemed to be all kinds of cosmetics sprawled across the floor. So this must be the home of a hostess the items that Yori had spotted so far confirm his hypothesis, he continued to examine the crime scene. Nothing seemed to be taking as he looked through the dresser doors. Her jewelry and valuables were still here so that rules out robbery, theres no blood anywhere in the room. The evidence points to - kidnapping, but to what end lust,money,slavery. Yori continued to ponder to himself lost in a world of thought, unwary of his surroundings.
