Dec 9, 2013
——— - -❀ To the common listener, a telling of such a tale would have exclaimed "Oh, so ironic!" To think that the great Oyabun of the powerful Kagehana clan was out drowning her sorrows with alcohol as her father lay on what could be his death bed! To the average passerby, she must have stood out quite a bit, wearing her short kimono with thigh-length boots. But the regulars of the bar knew better than to cross her ---- most of them understood who she was.
With a great sigh that seemed to force all the air out of her lungs, she smacked her head against the bartop and lay still, drink clasped tightly with black-clad fingers. Simply put, she was absolutely wasted.
