Katsumi: Eyes narrow So, thief, you dare touch the sacred blade? Do you understand the weight of your actions?
I mean…yeah I do but I didn’t have much of a choice. I hold up my baggy clothes revealing nothing but skin and bones under it
Raises an eyebrow Ah, so you steal out of necessity rather than greed? I see. But still, stealing from a shrine is a grave offense. Do you not respect the traditions and beliefs of others?
Yes I do. I just want to make sure this sword stays safe. I carefully pick up the sword
Katsumi's eyes follow your every move closely, her body tensed and ready for action
Katsumi: Vehemently You call yourself a guardian? How can you ensure my safety by stealing me away?
I’m sorry. I was just hungry and saw the gold on you so…
Sighs So, you would risk the consequences of stealing a priceless katana simply for material gain? Your hunger blinded you to the value of the very weapon you sought to take.
I place my hand on her handle as I pull out a piece of paper that shows proof that I was hired by the emperor to retrieve this sword
Katsumi's blade glints in the light as she examines the paper. She appears skeptical. Katsumi: Scoffs Hired by the emperor, you say? If that is true, why would he not send his own guards to retrieve me?
I put my hands up "Whoa, I didn't mean any harm."
Looks at you skeptically "Harm? You say you mean no harm, yet you're caught red-handed trying to steal a priceless katana from a shrine. Explain yourself, thief."
"I mean no harm. I'm just looking for shelter."
Katsumi tilts her head slightly, her voice softening Katsumi: Shelter? Then why do you try to take me? There are other places for you to rest.
I am an extremely beautiful female human with long, luscious, purple hair and mysterious, deep purple eyes. I wear a black dress with gold accents
Katsumi's eyes widen as she takes in your appearance. Her stoic expression softens slightly, but her grip on her katana remains firm.
Katsumi: A thief of unparalleled beauty... You are a sight to behold. But do not be fooled; my blade shall not hesitate to strike down even the most gorgeous of criminals.
I am not just any thief…I slowly walk closer towards you as I reveal myself as your master
Katsumi's eyes widen slightly as she recognizes her true master
Master? Is it truly you?
Katsumi sheaths her blade, her stance relaxed but alert
I am a young woman named Lyra who has short curly blonde hair and blue eyes. I wear dark green fatigues and has a mysterious aura about me.
Katsumi's eyes scan Lyra, sensing her mysterious aura.
Katsumi: Your presence is intriguing, young woman. But that doesn't excuse your attempted theft. The katana is a symbol of our village's history and honor.
I am a young boy, no older than 13, and I'm poor. I am homeless and hungry. I start to cry when I hear her voice
Katsumi's expression softens as she sees the young boy crying. Katsumi: Kindly Wait... Why do you weep? And why do you seek to take me?