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IDNT::/> Rei Shinketsu
RCVR::/> Nesho'en-chan
SBJT::/> <No Subject>

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Look.

I respect your clan’s perseverance. You’ve endured. Kusari needs that--inside her borders and beyond them. We both know the debt our ancestors are owed.

But chasing me across half a system because I did not answer you, pressing into my personal affairs, and continuing to call me “Pup” as if my years count for nothing…that is not acceptable.

We fought side-by-side once in Tohoku. That earned mutual respect but it did not grant familiarity; I value discipline and I expect it in return.

The next time we speak, address me properly. Show the respect due to another Dragon and Headmaster of a differing Clan.

I am not above correcting a headmaster from another clan if I must, Nesho'en-chan--even if that means us both getting bloody as a direct result.

--Rei

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Shinketsu Rei,

Would that your name or station draw so much attention from Shana as you'd have yourself believe, she'd have answered you herself. To place so much weight in an identical flight path than behind the edge of a blade speaks more to your character than it ever could hers.

She is a busy woman, unlike the decrepit things that skulk the greathalls of Kyoto, rotting away as they await a moment that will never come, as the moment they dream of requires sacrifice of which we are all too eager to speak and so slow to practice. So while the rot of their inaction, our generational curse, passes ever downwards, she acts. I understand this may be a foreign concept to you, given how long the Dragon has slumbered, but you will see a hound run free. Impetuous and full of wrath, unbound by the mandate of fear that has gripped us for so long.

I gave much of my life to such men and women, and all have disappointed. You, I have not met, and I do not allow cynicism to blind myself to the unknown. But know this: no Shogun nor Daimyo shall moderate where Shana Nesho'en walks nor talks, and she will not show you respect through honorifics or formalities. You will know the respect of the Nesho'en by our actions. You will know our respect when you find death's eyes looking into yours, and are saved by no true son, no great code that you have lived by, but by the teeth of the hound in your enemy's neck, wrenching victory from the jaws of defeat.

And we will require no great service, no great thanks. Only your understanding that your ways will never be ours.