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 Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 7:41 pm
Here lies the House of Heath, Temple Refuge for the Quincy. This is the home of the present Bejarht Andrew Heath. He has a room to which no one is to enter, his own. Besides this, there is the main entrance, main hall with a shrine to past Quincy Bejarhts and heroes, lounge room, kitchen, dining room, and a few other rooms for Quincy seeking refuge to stay. There is also a thin courtyard running around the training area that has a door to the outside. It's about four meters wide and has a koi pond at the backside, farthest from the house, with a bridge running over it.
One shouldn't worry, though, the whole compound(living quarters and training area) is covered so no excess spirit pressure can be read from within, keeping the occupants safe from harms way.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 10:58 pm
Andrew arrived home from a day at work. He had a slight smile on his face, it was a fairly good day. Walking up the steps he could hear some voices from inside his house. Upon entering he removed his shoes and bowed at the shrine he had made for past Quincy heroes. Walking to his room, two young boys ran past. "The house is not for running in, that's what the outside is for." The two boys apologized and rushes outside. He gave another slight smile and went to his room.
Andrew reappeared, donned in a blue hakama and white kosode and went to the back end of his house. Here, he passed two students sparring with dummies before going to the outer landing, to the archery range. There were three students out here, two older ones on the long range, and a younger child with a teacher on the shorter one. One of the students on the long range course was using his personal Quincy bow, the other a standard Japanese longbow. Andrew then sat down and watched his students practice.
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Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 5:41 pm
Upon observing the two students, he could see that they were both struggling a bit. The younger of the two, who was using a longbow, had a general problem with holding it correctly because of it's immense length. The other had problems forming his arrows, and when he did, they were often sporadic and missed the target. The student would also clench his hand in pain when he did such, blood seeping occasionally. Andrew decided that it was about time that he stepped in to help. He stood and walked over to the pair and tapped the younger child on the shoulder, "May I?" The child looked up and nodded back a 'Yes, teacher.' Before he took it, Andrew moved his left arm from the sleeve of the kosode, giving him better range of motion with his arm. "Firstly, you hold this blow from the bottom of the grip, and extend out your index finger to use while aiming. Next, you pull back the arrow and string from closer to the top, making the bow bend unevenly." Andrew did as such, then let go of the arrow, gaining a direct bullseye in the smaller child's target. He handed the bow back with a 'Now you're turn' look and watched as the boy imitated him. With a few more pointers and leading, Andrew got the boy to shoot and hit the target a few time in a row. Andrew smiled to himself at the boy's happiness.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 8:20 pm
Next was the other student. He had gained a seat amongst the other Quincy that came here, and had learned to form his bow as well. That was all the boy seemed to understand, though. Every time he tried to form an arrow, it was too frail to stay together, either dissipating after forming or in mid flight. His bow, on the other hand, was very clean and rigid. Andrew knew what the student was having problems with. "First, follow my motions," he said to the boy, who nodded and took up the same stance as Andrew did. Suddenly, Andrew created his own personal bow, folding outwards like a ray of light. Both the boys were in awe, as was most everyone else that saw it. "The key is to not put too much focus onto creating your bow, that you cannot focus on making arrows. Right now, split you mind in half, one focusing on the arrows, the other on your bow. Then go through the motions as if you were using a normal bow." With that, Andrew produced a thin and slender arrow and went through the motions of using a standard bow: cocking, drawing back, aiming, and shooting a bullseye. The student nodded and followed suit. As he split his focus, his bow seemed to waver more, but he made an arrow none the less, then proceeded to shoot it into the target at the end of the range. The excited look was all that Andrew needed as he tussled the boy's hair.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 8:37 pm
As Yosuke came up to the address he read off a note he kept so he would not forget it, he looked around, seeing that there wasn't much going on anywhere, and he was getting the odd feeling again... He disregarded it though... it happened to often to have any signifigance anywhere else if here. He came up to the door, and at point blank, knocked on it... hoping for an answer, the wait seemed like forever, but the anxiety he was getting from meeting this Andrew, who might know what was wrong with him, was all to exciting.
He checked his phone for the time... it hadn't taken him that long to get here at all, and he had never been in this part of the neighborhood either. Yosuke's apartment was on the other a lot more than just a few blocks down the road from here, he probobly wouldn't even be able to see this building from the roof of his apartment it was such an unfamiliar area. He adjusted his hat and tie, feeling they were not properly in place, but they really were, he was just giving his fingers something to occupy themselves with while they waited for someone to answer.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 8:50 pm
With the knock sounding at the door and Andrew in the back, he obviously couldn't hear it. But, one of the children in the front of the house did. He was no more than 14 years old and about four feet some odd inches high. He was wearing a simple white shirt and pants, with a blue cross offset to his left a bit on his shirt and his left pant leg. Opening the door, he greeted the newcomer and tilted his head to the side. The feeling coming off the newcomer gave away what he was, so he lead him to the foyer with a, "This way, Big Brother, and please take off your shoes." After seeing the newcomer to the foyer, fitted with two couches and a recliner situated around a coffee table, he went out back to inform Andrew, who then made his way to the front of the house.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 8:57 pm
As the young child lead Yosuke into the house, he looked around while taking off his shoes. The place was nice, it was considerably organized, it reminded him of a nicer version of his apartment that he would probobly consider to be his own home and not someone elses out for rent. He took a seat on the couch and further investigated the room, and wondered about the offset cross on the boys shirt, it was somewhat familiar... like he had seen it when he was younger... but it was to early in life to remember something like that without the mental fog. 'Big Brother?' It was news to Yosuke, he wasn't exactly accustomed to be reffered to as a brother of any sort.
After a short elapse of time, Yosuke heard someone larger than a small boy make way through the house. He got up and waited to greet the man that he would think would be Andrew Heath.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:10 pm
Andrew walked into the foyer, arms crossed into the sleeves of his kosode. He noticed the boy's presence more eminently as he had gotten closer to the room. He reached out his hand to shake the young man's. "Hello," Andrew said in a warm, soft tone, "I am Andrew Heath. Pleased to meet you." Motioning for the young man to take a seat, hopefully after the other shook it, Andrew sat down in the recliner, keeping it straight up. "Seeing as you have come to me, you must obviously have a reason for being here. So, before we go onto any business, would you mind sharing a little bit about yourself?" A warm smile drew across Andrews facing, giving off a sense of security.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:17 pm
Yosuke examined Andrew, somehow he expected someone a bit... older, around his late fourties early fifties perhaps, but Andrew looked like he was in his early thirties! He returned with his hand and acknowledged it by connecting with the handshake, and Andrew's hand was taken back after a few seconds. He accepted the gesture and took a seat, 'A little about myself?' He tried to think of something, "My name is Yosuke Kirijo, I'm nineteen years old." It was really all he could think of to say... there wasn't much to tell that wasn't of a whole lot of signifigance or anything anyone would be interested in to know.
He waited for Andrew, obviously the one leading the conversation, to continue on with whatever else he was going to ask him. He noticed that Andrew was wearing a white kosode and blue hakama, he may have interupted something important? Maybe a meeting or a special occation, it made him feel a bit uneasy.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:26 pm
"Kirijo. Well then," Andrew started. It seemed to be that was all that was going to come out at the moment, so he'd just continue on. He didn't quite know if this young man was a Quincy or not, but he'll find out soon enough. "From you being here, then I assume that you did not stumble here all on chance, correct? I am also suspecting that some... shall we say, 'strange' things have been happening to you recently?" These were the normal signs of one becoming spiritually active and/or being a Quincy. Depending on who sent him here, it would be easy to tell if they are a member of an old bloodline, or possibly a new one.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:34 pm
Andrew might be able to help him, he already guessed why he was here... or he may have just known. "Yes, you're correct... and recently these things have just gotten stranger. I have no idea what else is going on around me when these things happen, I'm only focusing on what I'm looking for, which tends to be these strange occurences." He recalled how many times unexplainable things have happened for the past month, and wondered how Andrew was so spot on, he must have dealt with this kind of thing before.
"No, it was suggested by someone that I come and see you, and I take their word for it." He remembered when he contacted his mother about this... and how this was the first person she said he should meet with... apparently he will know what's wrong, especially if it's the very first thing his mother tells him then it must be reliable.
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 9:46 pm
Andrew nodded. Kirijo's powers have apparently been manifesting recently, which means he came to Andrew at the right time. "Please, explain these strange occurrences. Are they sensations of hearing? sight? touch? Explain them, if you could." He wanted Kirijo to tell what exactly it was that he was experiencing. As he told Kirijo this, he went over to the bookshelf in the side and looked through the various books. Eventually he found the right one and pulled it out. It was a large tome with 'Bloodlines: 1940 - ' written on the front. He set it down and turned it around to face Kirijo as he finished explaining his experiences. "Here, I want you to look through this book and tell me if any of the names mean anything to you."
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 10:00 pm
Yosuke thought about it... all of them had some similarity... but yet were different. "When it first started, it was usually a feeling of unease, and my legs would feel weakened... then a few weeks ago, I started to see some hazy figures, whether it was one large on or a small, or they were in the same relative area, they would usually disappear after a few seconds that I would examine the figures." He took the large book that Andrew had handed him, and started flipping through the pages, while still explaining. "A few days ago... in my apartment, it felt as though I had been stabbed through the chest and I lost my breath and fell over. It only lasted a few seconds, but I wouldn't think any virus or illness could have done that." He though about the past two days... and how much stranger they were. "And two days ago, I did start hearing noises, loud high pitched and very low pitched cries into the same voice, yet no one else seemed to notice that was around me.
He flipped through several pages... and found a familiar last name, he didn't know this this individual personally, and they were most likely dead by now, but the last name was the same. He pointed it out with his right index finger, while supporting the book from the back with his left hand. "This name, it's the same as my mother's maiden name, Takeba." Yosuke's father's last name was Kijiro, and his mother's name had always been carried out individually throughout her family, but Yosuke though 'Yosuke Takeba' didn't sound as fluent as 'Yosuke Kijiro'. He wasn't suprised to see this name transpire halfway throughout the index, it was a name derived from a fued.
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