Kusanoki Chronicles

  The Brotherhoods planetary envoy approached and bowed politely at, she noted, the perfect angle. He was flanked on either side by two huge but simply dressed Monk bodyguards wearing plain robes and, in a nice touch, wearing traditional Fukunigasa full head bamboo hats and carrying what appeared to be ceremonial staffs. Fukunigasa - hats for people who don't want to be seen. The envoy himself - Miyaka Akaso  was slim and somewhere in his early to late middle age with a calm aura and a tendency not to react visually to anything. Sumiko bowed back just as respectfully, "Miyaka san, I am pleased you could join us for this celebration" "My pleasure. It certainly has bought the locals out in force. Perhaps I can be permitted to bless the new warship in the name of the true one before launch?" "I am sure that  would be auspicious, please do so" He gestured with his hand a young shaved monk ran up with a small rectangle of cloth, " this has also been bl

  The sun shone fitfully through wispy rain clouds that lazed across the sky in thin streamers as the huge warships hung above the shipyard parked as if in waiting in solidarity with their newer compatriot still semi-encased in steel girders standing silently vertical at the yards launch pad. Rain had lashed down earlier and the frequent  puddles sparkled cheerfully in seeming co-ordination with the colossal ships hulls. Crowds had gathered to view the new warship with a brisk sale in commemorative items and t-shirts. Security had also just reported that an enterprising soul had hired a local mountain that was far enough away that people could take selfies whilst appearing to balance the warships on their head or in their mouth or probably sitting on them. At least the latest fleet addition looked tethered to the ground whilst attached to its launch tower. The other warships present just floated in the sky as if the true one himself had thrown out the contents of his library but left t