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hikarunogo2012-04-05 05:43 pm
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Isumi Team Battle Drabble Post
There are going to be lots of ways to earn points this month, many of which won't involve writing stories at all, but it's not a team battle without a Drabble Prompts Post!
You can earn points by:
- Prompting a prompt that involves Isumi - 1 point (don't worry about putting your team names down - I'll match from the sign up post.)
(you can leave other prompts, just they won't count for points.)
- all fills are worth - 3points
With the following bonuses:
- extra 2 points if your fill goes over 500 words.
- extra 5 points if your fill involves Isumi!
You don't have to be part of a team to participate - but we'd love to have you join in!
Sign up for a team here!
Other ways to earn points:
Answer questions about Isumi!
Icontest: theme Isumi!
You can earn points by:
- Prompting a prompt that involves Isumi - 1 point (don't worry about putting your team names down - I'll match from the sign up post.)
(you can leave other prompts, just they won't count for points.)
- all fills are worth - 3points
With the following bonuses:
- extra 2 points if your fill goes over 500 words.
- extra 5 points if your fill involves Isumi!
You don't have to be part of a team to participate - but we'd love to have you join in!
Sign up for a team here!
Other ways to earn points:
Answer questions about Isumi!
Icontest: theme Isumi!
"The Pro and the Ghost"
And so it was that when Isumi did wake up, the room was pitch black and the institute was utterly deserted. It was also locked, from the outside, as he found after going down to check. All the lifts were down and so was the electricity; a recent policy to reduce the institute’s bills. That left emergency lights only. Oh, just great!
Isumi hurried back up the stairs to the only room that had been at least moderately warm; the viewing room. On his way there he passed the open door of the Room of Profound Darkness, which at that moment was living up to its name in spades! Then suddely the short hairs on Isumi’s neck suddenly stood up, spreading goose bumps all the way down his back; he had spied a movement inside the room from the corner of his eye. He was not alone? Was there an intruder?
He stopped dead and stood perfectly still, trying to look into the room without turning his head. There! There it was again. He was now sure it was real! He, quickly and as silently as possible, slipped into the room, leaving the door open behind him. Now that he had his eyes facing forward he could see the dim outline of a figure. His hand found the switch of the emergency light on the wall and flipped it.
The room was flooded in a deep red light, illuminating a lone figure sitting in seiza at one side of the Goban as though he was quite innocently waiting for a game. Isumi was momentarily stunned by the figure and it was only partly due to the presence of the man (woman?) but more by his/her garb. The figure wore an outfit that Isumi had only ever seen in a Noh play; an outfit that off the stage was just plain outrages, idiotically long sleeves and super tall hat and all.
‘What – who -?’ Isumi stuttered.
It was only then that the figure looked up at him, an almost bored expression on his/her face. When Isumi said no more the figure turned his head back to the board, as though intently studying a game on it, though the Goban was totally empty.
‘Who are you?’ Isumi tried again.
At this the figure turned his/her head quickly towards the young Pro and said, ‘you can see me?’ The voice was low enough to be male.
‘Well, of course I can see you!’ Isumi was starting to get miffed now; what kind of nonsense was this?!
The figure’s face lit up with a wide smile. ‘Oh, how delightful!’ He cast his eyes up for a moment, clapping his sleeve covered hands together with a small but dull thud, exclaiming ‘Kami be thanked for this opportunity!’ He lowered his eyes back to Isumi and swept his hand, that was suddenly holding a closed fan, in the direction of the vacant seat across from him at the other side of the Goban and said, ‘I’ve been waiting long for a game with you Isumi-san, if you would take a seat please.’
It wasn’t until after he had sat down that Isumi remembered to close his mouth. Then, before he had a chance to speak, the strange figured started speaking again.
‘I am Fujiwara no Sai, pleased to meet you.’ The figure bowed and Isumi could not sop himself responding in kind, ‘Isumi Shinichiro, pleased to meet you.’
‘Alas, I am unable to touch to the stones!’ the figure continued in a effeminately lamenting tone. ‘If I may prevail upon your generosity to place my hands, I would indeed be very grateful,’ he said, again bowing.
Isumi found himself agreeing to this request and not for a moment did he find himself wondering why this Fujiwara could not play out his own moves. No, he didn’t wonder at any of the events so far at all, all he could think at first was that this was a strange dream indeed and that he’d murder Waya in the morning. Very shortly after that he forgot any thoughts of vengeance or anything else for that matter and could only think about formations and strategies, ‘cause this Fujiwara was a very worthy opponent indeed!
(780 words!)
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