Uesugi Kenshin

[ Kenshin appears to be younger, his features softer and less defined, though it's hard to tell as he's still wrapped head to toe. His outfit does appear to be a bit looser on him. He's holding a large red sake bowl which looks bigger only because he is smaller. ]

Such an usual curse, restoring me back to the early days of my lordship yet my memories of battles and of this land remain. I had considered this would be another situation where the world around me has gone mad, yet others have retained their memories as well.

Bishamonten watch over us and protect us for the next week.

[ ooc: i had to age him down, because historically he'd be dead if i aged him up any. :/ ]

[ Kenshin seems different. Much more serious and intimidating than his usual calm self. There are reasons he is known as the God of War. He's holding the SFC almost like he's talking to himself, but rarely does Kenshin do something accidentally. It's some idle musings and a prayer for all to hear. ]

I wonder if this creature has weaknesses. It has withstood many attacks of ice and blade. Several have fallen. It is almost as a repeat of facing the Demon King again, though he was defeatable and fell with a combined attack.

May Bishamonten watch over us.

[ he pauses then adds ] I do much prefer squid fried than attempting to wound me.

[ ooc: i missed half the plot! work ate me. thanks, deadlines :/

[ oh look at this. It's Kenshin making a post OUTSIDE. He's playing with the snow in his hand. Not like a snowball. More like magic as it floats about then wraps his hand before fluttering off. He looks very peaceful and serene. ]

How wonderful this is. The snow has returned at such an unusual season. It reminds me of home, where the snow blankets Echigo every winter. Such a beautiful and serene time it is.

I thank Bishamonten for such a lovely blessing.

I do hope Selphie will awaken to enjoy such a lovely phenomenon.

[ and then it cuts off. ]

[ concerned war god is concerned. have it a poetic concern (since writing poetry at the start of a new year is tradition (and historically, Kenshin loved poetry). Thankfully Japanese poetry doesn't rhyme.) ]

The first sunrise of the new year,
A beautiful and joyous occasion.
Though as beautiful as the sunrise may be,
Concern has clouded the sunrise.
Something amiss, dark clouds on the horizon,
Changing what should be into the opposite,
A bright sunrise to a cloudy day.

[ he pauses for a brief moment. ]

Certainly the world grows mad. Or perhaps this is a "gift" from the mysteries of Vatheon. I hope this is not a foreshadow of the year to come, giving us poor luck at the start of a fresh year. May Bishamonten protect us all.

[ He hasn't been affected by a rumor. Yet. :D ]