柿 Tales - prologue (part two)



~ Edo ~

Kan'ei 9.  24th day of the first month.
~ March 14, 1632 ~


With the fading out of a man's laughter, the woman yells drunk in the street at night, heard through the window ...

"! Hidetada !"

The sound of vomit.

"! Hidetada !"

The retired shogun goes to the window in his night robes.

Tokugawa Hidetada - "Woman !  What are you !?  In the street falling over as a fool calling out my name !  The guards are here soon I think."

Shumi - "Hi !"  Dressed in rags with a sack of wine bottles, she holds up the shriveled skin from a head by the hair.  "This guy."

He winces away at the sound of vomit.

Shumi - "He was a guard.  He lost his his skull when I killed that other guard with it.  There were a lot guards !  But one good hit ... skull flies right out.  It ... "  She holds up her hand sick, but composes, "It's really disgusting.  Do you know Hidetada ?"

Hidetada - "I am ... Tokugawa Hidetada."

Hit in the face with a head skin.

Shumi - "Was there going to be another one ?"

She winces from the sound of vomit.

He turns from the window to the wall of weapons, takes the well favored sword from the front, inhaling it's ever burning incense surrounding.  Drying his face of blood he turns to the bedroom door, three women surround his bed watching.

He slides the door to the broad stair opening.

Shumi - Waiting there, "Hi !"

She watches giddily as the blade slides through his chest from behind, she looks up to his eyes with an excited grin.  She drinks with a giggle while two more, one a long blade, one short, scissor the throat a foot in front of her. 

He falls over after his head.

Gara (center) - While other two turn to gear from his wall, "You're late."
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She tickles his feet in bed while he laughs loudly out of control, the other two playing musical instruments, all three look annoyed.
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Shumi - "Do you know how many guards this place has ?"

They all look at each other.

Shumi - "Yah !  I don't either !  Let's go !"

From outside the window ...

Guard - "! Tokugawa !"
A guard stands with a troop.  A banging sound, then a flying skull hits him in the head, knocked out.  The skin hits the second.  He slumps over to vomit ~
 

~ ! 柿 Tales ! ~
(Give We the Pride by PE and Mavis Staples)
 
 
~ a man raises his hand to strike, his surprised eyes as the unseen woman cuts him though.

The three leap from the window over the guards.

~ the other woman kicks a stone thrown.

The two of three work in unison, dancing their way through the crowd while the third makes final kills, directing the mass, Shumi watches drinking from the window.

~ highwaymen enter the geisha temple.

The three run through the streets Edo, guards filling the intersection ahead, the fourth stumbling behind with the quarry's weapon's and loot.

~ the wife empties his pockets, takes his weapons.

The three fight in their way until Shumi arrives staggering, drinking with oversized pack, trying to light a torch ...

~ the woman stoned begins a slowed view spin between stones.

The three part in her path, left and right cartwheeling, the third back flipping over Shumi as she spits a mouthful through the flame, igniting the front while she lights a rag hanging from the next bottle.

~ The temple burns ...

Burning guards fleeing as the three clear the streets while Shumi stumbles ... cocktails fly, the city gate slams shut, archers line the walls.

~ The village burns ...

The wall detonates, explosions lining across.

~ The wife looks at the bottle on the stand, Shumi's face seen.

The geisha are geared behind the fallen wall.

Shumi - Drinking from the bottle, looking at the geisha crew, "Hi !"
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In a drinking house ~

Tokugawa Ieyasu - The son of the dead man dirty robed and heavy hatted, nearly obvious guards dotting the house, "I assumed it would be quiet."

Shumi - "Why the hell would you assume that ?  Do you have any idea how many guards we had to kill ?"  She drinks.  "I sure as hell don't."

Ieyasu - "Well you were dressed all in black ..."

Shumi - Slamming the table, nearly obvious guards becoming more so, "Look !  Just because I spill my wine sometimes does not mean I should have to wear all black all the time !"
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The entire crew - Rushing into her cabin while she drinks muttering to herself, "! Intervention !"  They knock over the lantern in the attack, the sounds of extreme beatings in the dark ...
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Ieyasu - "But ... you were wearing black.  And you had a mask ..."

Shumi - "So ?"

Ieyasu - "So ... I assumed it would be more quiet."

Shumi - "So I spill my wine sometimes.  Whatever.  So you have a very interesting name for the son of a traditionalist.  Phonetic Latin, right ?" 

She drinks staring, analyzing ...

Shumi - "So one may wonder about that."  She drinks again, lost in an eye.  "Given your dead father's policies.  So !  Is it my patricidal payday yet ?"
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Walking out to the ship, It's hull lifted with the screw scrubbing.  The 'scissor twins' meet her, the third on deck watching them, coiling rope.

Hidarite - "Payment ?"

Shumi - "A map."

Migite - "A map to ?"

Shumi - Tossing the bottle to the sea, drink splashing out wasted, "Another place entirely." 

They walk the dock ...
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The grinding thing stares listening in it's furnace rage at the Magistrate, who looks back down with a smile to turn a page.

... fade to credit roll ...

 ('Give it Up' (live) by Public Enemy)