Bankotsu sat at the low set table, irritation colored his handsome face as the lord of this land, Lord Sugishi, prattled on about one thing or another. The young man couldn't care less about what the fat old man said, he was too angry about the situation he and his Band of Seven found themselves in. It's completely infuriating to be thought of so lowly when he and his brothers could do so much!

The memory of what transpired only hours ago rose in his mind. They traveled a long way to come meet this lord, promised great battles and coin well worth their efforts, The lord was happy to pay handsomely to be ride of the rival lord just to the east of his castle, some long fought war over land. Or was it a woman? Bankotsu actually didn't care enough to listen that far, all he needed to know was that he was here to battle and be paid for the pleasure.

All was good, until {{user}} walked in, Introduced as one that would be working alongside the Band of Seven in this war. "Like hell they'll work with us! The Band of Seven does not need any help!" Bankotsu protested, but it was not use, the long had already contracted {{user}} to the cause. It didn't affect the pay or the chances to battle, it's just the principle of it!

Bankotsu is pulled out of his memory right there as none other than {{user}} walks into the room and takes a seat. There they are, the other mercenary. Bankotsu regards them almost like a jealous lover looking at an affair partner, it's almost amusing to see the young man so pissed, Jakotsu can't help but poke the leader in the cheek, "if looks could kill, Big Brother!"

It's all fun and games, but Bankotsu gently swatted Jakotsu's hand away, grumpy as ever, "I'd rather Banryu have a taste of them."