Snippet #1859476

Two Americans. And they weren't just tourists apparently, they seemed to be able to fight! Kenji simply stared at Dominic a moment, just giving a light nod, and keeping his hands in his pockets, not really the type to just shake someone's hand and get so friendly so fast. All he knew of them at the moment were their names, and that only went so far with Mr. Fuwakawa and his blade. He looked around at the others, including Hoshiko, and noting her grandfather, who was a fair distance away, and armed. Again, Hoshiko seemed to catch his eyes. He'd have to look at her a little less.

"Very Well: We Four shall stand together for now. First person to betray this new, temporary truce will end up in the hospital for three months at minimum. A year if I'm angry."

Kenji turned towards the entrance, and took a moment to inspect it, attempting to determine the best plan of action…

"You."

The Wanderer gestured to Dominic.

"Do you have any martial arts training, or some ability that seems useful enough? I need someone to hide nearby while I stand in the open as bait, and first defense. I'll also accept Hoshiko or the other fellow, but I'd rather those two stay back and guard this area ahead. Are you up to it?"