(D4 MM) Poems in the Memory - Open/Expecting

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku nods.

"Then cast away. What can I do to help?"

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"I will need something... The night sky is the most common for them to read."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku glances to the windows, through which morning sunlight streams.

"Might be a challenge getting the sky."

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"We do have tea, and a lot, which is an alternative. It is only the bride's that was poisoned."

He looks down at her breakfast table.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku blushes.

After a few breaths, she says "If that is what we need, then, yes."

Kakita-nikutai, get back in here!

[Asahina Sanaharu]

He wondered what made her blush. "Just a cup will be enough. Don't drink the leaves."

[Kakita Masao]

Kakita Masao returns with Daidoji Kaneko in tow, walking into Yuuwaku's room without announcement. Grandson, your manners--Really, grandmother? Right now?

"Kakita-san, Asahina-san, Hiramichi-san has also been unaffected by the ghost. Curse. Whatever this madness is." It's clear that the nikutai would prefer to be stabbing something right now -- little wonder that Kaneko hadn't resisted when he wanted to bring her back here.

"The servants are all here, just like yesterday morning, with no idea anything is amiss."

[Daidoji Kaneko]

“Has anyone checked on Yushoko-sama?” She asked.

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"No, we are trying to reunite people yet. We know that every one of us four was affected, though. I thought on divinating the future."

[Kakita Masao]

Masao takes a heavy breath. "That may be wise. We also needn't hide in here. Even those who don't realize what's happened... They seem quite at peace." His voice gives away a small sense of wonder. Even a longing?

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"I think it is worth asking people how many days ago did things start. Just replacing our items is a way less elaborate prank than replacing people themselves."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"Has anybody seen the others of our Clan, not only Daidoji-sama?" Yuuwaku puts in.

She reaches for the tea. Sanaharu may yet divine some information.

[Kitsuki Naida]

A servant arrives at the door announcing that one Kitsuki Naida is here to see Kakita Yuuwaka for an arranged breakfast meeting.

[Kakita Masao]

"Breakfast with a Dragon?" Masao questions, but lets it go quickly enough. "You can ask what she remembers from yesterday."

[Asahina Sanaharu]

He sees the newcomer and bows deeply, for this was no situation to forgo etiquette. "Welcome to the Blue Bird House, Kitsuki-san."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku blushes again as she bows deeply to Naida.

"My apologies, Kitsuki-san. Some events have occurred which are preempting our meeting."

She turns to the others. Proprieties, despite what else might be desired.

"Kakita-nikutai, Asahina-kohai, may I present Kitsuki Naida, swordswoman and appreciator of the arts. Kitsuki-san, Kakita Masao, nikutai of the Iron Warriors, and Asahina Sanaharu, my longtime friend and fellow Artisan."

After waiting a moment for bows, she adds.

"Does it seem to you that we already had our meeting, Kitsuki-san? I ask not to taunt, but because there is a puzzle before us, and it might well be a clue."

[Kitsuki Naida]

Naida hadn't remembered breakfast with the Crane happening until she saw the room and Yuuwaku standing in it, memories rushing back like a flood.

She stood in wonder a moment before bowing deeply, "Kakita-sama, Asahina-san... I hope I am not interrupting anything urgent with this visit. As to your question, Kakita Yuuwaku-san... Yes, we met in this room, perhaps for breakfast. You keep a small mirror near where your futon is stored; I dropped it when I was helping move things and cracked it."

Most else in the vague memories filling her mind would not be appropriate to talk about, things she remembered of a more private nature. Memories with powerful emotions tied to them.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

Yuuwaku sighs in audible relief.

"No, Kitsuki-san; you've already been a help. Because there'd be more to getting a new mirror that exactly matches things than to simply exchange umbrellas," and here she nods at Sanaharu. "No, something larger is going on.

"But, since you're here, have you eaten? There is tea and food, and it would be a shame to waste either."

[Kitsuki Naida]

"I came here hungry, I am afraid; No rice nor tea yet this morning. Feel as though I was up late, so could certainly use something."

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"Then, please, sit to table and let me join you.

"Again."

Yuuwaku emphasizes the last word, but she will remain quiet and serve as hostess, at least for the moment. But you know it, too, don't you, Naida-chan. We're repeating things; something is happening.

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"I think it is not above spirits to have powers to mend or to create items of thin air. If everyone remembers what happened, how could we be living again an old day?" He asks, still not taking a seat.

[Kakita Yuuwaku]

"I am still not certain the memory is so widespread as that," Yuuwaku replies. "But I have finished this tea, if you wanted to read the leaves still?"

[Asahina Sanaharu]

He takes the mug and checks what image the tea leaves show of Yuuwaku's future, trying to remember what this figure meant and...

(D4 MM) Poems in the Memory - Open/Expecting - Divination/Intelligence TN 15?: 3d10 18

[Dapper Dog]

The tea leaves read, the pincers close in, the sting is prepared.

[Asahina Sanaharu]

"This is the figure of the scorpion. The pincers close in, and the sting is prepared."