Ask Master Genkai

Iris, who I can talk to about almost anything? Hmm..

@ask-puu is a pretty good listener. Rarely talks back, though often interrupts to beg for food.

Sweet pea, how much sleep did I get last night? Oh, kid, I'm old. Old people sleep little. I think I got 4 or 5 hours. Woke up before dawn, got my tea, watched the sunrise.

Daisy, now this is a big ask. What is my greatest accomplishment?

It's probably teaching this dimwit anything @askurameshiyusuke

Alisons: Sexuality? 

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender? 

Amaryllis: Birthday? 

Anemone: Favorite flower? 

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show? 

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger? 

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes? 

Aubrieta: Favorite drink? 

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love? 

Baneberries: Favorite song? 

Basket of Gold: Describe your family. 

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it? 

Begonia: Favorite color? 

Bellflower: Favorite animal? 

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person? 

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? 

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children? 

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why? 

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood. 

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

Buttercup: Relationship Status? 

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go? 

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved? 

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

California Poppy: Height?  

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts? 

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight? 

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font? 

Columbine: Are you tired? 

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to? 

Coneflower: Dream job? 

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert? 

Crocus: Have you ever been in love? 

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about? 

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it? 

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign? 

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering? 

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment? 

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?  

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at? 

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at? 

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month? 

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today? 

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life? 

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two? 

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life? 

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?  

Hellebore: How do you show affection? 

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of? 

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day. 

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received? 

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself? 

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself? 

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?  

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child? 

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid? 

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for? 

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name? 

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it. 

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up? 

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents. 

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable? 

Peony: What was your first job? 

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any? 

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain? 

Pink: Where is home? 

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change? 

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them. 

Primrose: Describe your ideal life. 

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child? 

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life? 

Rose: What’s your favorite sound? 

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory? 

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory? 

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things? 

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without? 

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night? 

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning? 

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job? 

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing? 

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you? 

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now? 

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called? 

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

"Ah, well, Touya 'n me, we be takin' the matin' pledge with each other," he replies with a soft smile at his sensei. "An' it'd be our honor if yeh joined us fer the ceremony."

"Aye. Only made sense to. Touya's always been a part of me life, an' that was never goin' to change. Funny how it's only now I'm seein' the obvious. Gone danced 'round each other long enough." Not for Jin's lack of wanting to make things official, but it turned out fear was a damn powerful force with a life all its own. "This kind o' peace... didn't think it was possible fer demons like Touya 'n I to know it."

He'd spent many a day training with Genkai since the first Demon King Tournament, and in that time he'd talked her ear off about being a shinobi. Sometimes complaining that her methods were more cutthroat than even a demon assassin's, but that had been when he was tired, beaten up and grumpy about spending hours in a snake pit trying not to get bit. He could hardly be blamed for griping, could he?

She sipped her tea then, contemplating. “Second question is a bit harder. Happiness existed — a long time ago. It’s,” she paused, staring at her tea, “tainted with pain and loss. It’s hard to separate the two.”

The next of Genkai's answers gives him pause. There's a lot that Genkai says, and a lot she doesn't. He's well familiar with pain and loss, so while Genkai doesn't go into detail, Jin can understand heartbreak without it. He looks at Genkai sidelong, quiet again, and then back out at the compound. He takes another sip of tea.

"Can't be thankin' yeh enough fer yer wisdom, Genkai," he says through a warm smile, tilting his head towards his former sensei. "Know yer talkin' true. Be feelin' it in me bones. Or might be it's me heart where the feelin' lives."

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

"Ah, well, Touya 'n me, we be takin' the matin' pledge with each other," he replies with a soft smile at his sensei. "An' it'd be our honor if yeh joined us fer the ceremony."

"Aye. Only made sense to. Touya's always been a part of me life, an' that was never goin' to change. Funny how it's only now I'm seein' the obvious. Gone danced 'round each other long enough." Not for Jin's lack of wanting to make things official, but it turned out fear was a damn powerful force with a life all its own. "This kind o' peace... didn't think it was possible fer demons like Touya 'n I to know it."

He'd spent many a day training with Genkai since the first Demon King Tournament, and in that time he'd talked her ear off about being a shinobi. Sometimes complaining that her methods were more cutthroat than even a demon assassin's, but that had been when he was tired, beaten up and grumpy about spending hours in a snake pit trying not to get bit. He could hardly be blamed for griping, could he?

She sipped her tea then, contemplating. “Second question is a bit harder. Happiness existed — a long time ago. It’s,” she paused, staring at her tea, “tainted with pain and loss. It’s hard to separate the two.”

The next of Genkai's answers gives him pause. There's a lot that Genkai says, and a lot she doesn't. He's well familiar with pain and loss, so while Genkai doesn't go into detail, Jin can understand heartbreak without it. He looks at Genkai sidelong, quiet again, and then back out at the compound. He takes another sip of tea.

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Would it be alright if I met with a young woman at your temple? She has asked for my assistance with an item she is crafting and I wish to assist her somewhere we might not be seen - given that I am technically retired from such activities.

Would it be alright if I met with a young woman at your temple? She has asked for my assistance with an item she is crafting and I wish to assist her somewhere we might not be seen - given that I am technically retired from such activities.

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

"Ah, well, Touya 'n me, we be takin' the matin' pledge with each other," he replies with a soft smile at his sensei. "An' it'd be our honor if yeh joined us fer the ceremony."

"Aye. Only made sense to. Touya's always been a part of me life, an' that was never goin' to change. Funny how it's only now I'm seein' the obvious. Gone danced 'round each other long enough." Not for Jin's lack of wanting to make things official, but it turned out fear was a damn powerful force with a life all its own. "This kind o' peace... didn't think it was possible fer demons like Touya 'n I to know it."

He'd spent many a day training with Genkai since the first Demon King Tournament, and in that time he'd talked her ear off about being a shinobi. Sometimes complaining that her methods were more cutthroat than even a demon assassin's, but that had been when he was tired, beaten up and grumpy about spending hours in a snake pit trying not to get bit. He could hardly be blamed for griping, could he?

She sipped her tea then, contemplating. “Second question is a bit harder. Happiness existed — a long time ago. It’s,” she paused, staring at her tea, “tainted with pain and loss. It’s hard to separate the two.”

Would it be alright if I met with a young woman at your temple? She has asked for my assistance with an item she is crafting and I wish to assist her somewhere we might not be seen - given that I am technically retired from such activities.

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

"Ah, well, Touya 'n me, we be takin' the matin' pledge with each other," he replies with a soft smile at his sensei. "An' it'd be our honor if yeh joined us fer the ceremony."

"Aye. Only made sense to. Touya's always been a part of me life, an' that was never goin' to change. Funny how it's only now I'm seein' the obvious. Gone danced 'round each other long enough." Not for Jin's lack of wanting to make things official, but it turned out fear was a damn powerful force with a life all its own. "This kind o' peace... didn't think it was possible fer demons like Touya 'n I to know it."

He'd spent many a day training with Genkai since the first Demon King Tournament, and in that time he'd talked her ear off about being a shinobi. Sometimes complaining that her methods were more cutthroat than even a demon assassin's, but that had been when he was tired, beaten up and grumpy about spending hours in a snake pit trying not to get bit. He could hardly be blamed for griping, could he?

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

"Ah, well, Touya 'n me, we be takin' the matin' pledge with each other," he replies with a soft smile at his sensei. "An' it'd be our honor if yeh joined us fer the ceremony."

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.

His old sensei didn't need to pass on her mailing address, Jin knew how to get there. And really, he did feel bad for not thinking to come around and visit the old bag in so long. Dropping off an invitation to his and Touya's ceremony was as good an excuse as any to visit and maybe get in a bit catch up too. Hell, he's big enough to admit he misses her. Which is also why he brought along some beni-imo tarts he thought the old bag might like, too.

She'd probably sensed him coming a mile away, but Jin still goes through the pleasantries of at least calling out to announce himself when he lands in the compound.