((OOC, im gonna carry on with my old journal entries a bit later, time for a lil' rping ))

Okay, So. I've finally come back from Mongolia to see the missie. Shes in a state, this Orion guy and all that, im a bit fuzzy on details since I havent been around for such a long time. Geez, coming back after a long time... you kinda feel like you've missed alot.

I came back just to see Yahiko and Karou. Just to see how they were doing.. But Karou has changed, she seems... heartbroken... I cant let that happen, I cant see her like this. I've gotta do something!

I'm what? 21! Geez, I'm old now.. I'm STILL not married and havent really dated anyone good. I've spent 1 year with kenshin and 2 years going around trying to hide from the police.

Karou.. It couldnt be that I've developed feelings for her after all this time?

-Sanosuke

Quick entry, I can't be on here long. Sorry for not being around, I'm on vacation and I've got loads to do (more than i thought) So comenting shall have to wait.

The new Kenshin game is coming out and well, I've signed a petition allowing it to be released in the UK and US. So I'd appreciate it if you guys would help out and sign it too!

Sign the petition:

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/453789405

Every signature makes a difference, remember that.

If you wanna see the game visit here:

http://www.banpresto-game.com/rurouni/

I'm gonna update later, I gotta do a few more things first. Expect a new rp entry soon + I'll comment back later!

-Sano

OOC: Okay, people.

This applies to people of Setokaiba.net/com...Well, guys what can I say? In my opinion I think some of you are taking things too far, I know there are such things as rivalries n' stuff and I understand it, if you dont like somone simply dont talk to them. I wouldnt even accociate with my rivals unless i was provoked but if not, then I'd just mind my own business and let them carry on with their lives.

I hate people, hell i detest people but no one has any right to intervine with eachothers lives. I realise that I am a hypocrite, a massive one but I'm saying what I believe to be best. You may think it all sucks but hey, again, its my opinion.

• Friends/potential friends should not be lost over stupid rivalries.
•  People should not hate others just because of their Role Play characters
• Its just the internet, who gives two shits. Theres a thing called real life where you spend time with real people and not just people over the internet
• ITS JUST THE INTERNET!!! (said twice, i know).

all of you get over yourselves and pull yourselves together! I'm no longer favouriting anyone, i'm not taking sides, i'm just carrying on with life. I know this might piss some of you off but hey... I'm an annoying little bratty bitch ^_^

*note for other kenshingumi*

Sorry i aint been on lately, been doing loads of work. I'll be on this holidays though ^__^ Thanks for commenting n stuff! I'll reply asap.

-Sanosuke Sagara

((Sorry I haven’t been on for a long time guys! ))

It was finally time for the fight; the fighter that I'd heard so much about was finally going to make a move. I charged forward with my Zanbatou, then leaped up into the air then slammed it downwards violently but as quick as I had swung it down on the floor, shattering the ground beneath it he had leaped up and evaded it. I saw him in the sky, I saw where he was going to move and so I swung my sword upwards but he spun backwards to evade it once more. He sat on a tree branch as I shifted the heavy weight of my sword once more. He then jumped back on the ground opposite me and this was just us warming up. “I’ve seen enough of your moves now so let’s do it, this time you will not escape. Draw your weapon!” I demanded, I thought I was finally going to have a taste of his infamous sword, the sword of the damned. I was eager to slam my Zanbatou down on him and shatter every bone in him as payback. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy but I wanted a challenge, I wanted a worthy fight for the first time in my life. This was me, an avenger, finally getting his comeuppance and no one was going to interfere, or so I thought. As Kenshin reached for the hilt of his blade and stood slightly into stance I also turned my Zanbatou into a stronger stance, moving it 90° so that its point was facing its target, the manslayer.

As both of us stood the tension rose between us. The gentle night breeze wisped past us both as the only thing lighting us both was the gleam of the high moon. We glared at each other; waiting for the first move to be made but just as he was about to draw his sword we both heard the sound of children. Two children walked out tiredly from the dojo, they were small and rubbed their eyes as they called out for “Kenshin”. He looked over at them, his glare softening but just when the children came out a woman from behind me that had been watching the fight rushed over to them, scolding them lightly. I looked over and sighed, I knew this fight was too good to be true, in my anticipation I had completely forgot that a kid and that woman were watching the fight and it is completely against my morals to fight in front of children or women. Its how I was brought up, chivalry if you will. I lowered my sword, my eyes softening too and I smiled a little, and this fight would have to wait. “It’s my personal belief that real fights don’t need to involve women or children in any way”, I said. Since I was small when I was involved in fights I would never want the same to be experienced. Women and children are weaker and I hate picking on the weak.

So then I turned my back and put my Zanbatou on my shoulder but just when I took a step he said “anyway there seems to be some sort of an evil presence hanging about the place,” in slight confusion I looked over my shoulder as I heard the branch he sat on earlier crack and fall and hit someone. Judging from the sound of that voice it was Gohei Hiruma (the man that hired me) checking up on me, and there is nothing I hate more than a spy. I smiled a little; this guy was amazing to sense that presence around him even when in battle. “You really are the Battousai, but please remember what I say to you, I Zanza fighter for hire, never let my mark escape; I will be back for you” I said as I turned around and walked back, shutting my eyes in slight disappointment of not fighting him first.

“Zanza; huh? I wonder why you seem to hate imperialists so much. It appears I will have no choice but to fight you one day that it does.” I heard him say as I walked off, I have my reasons and he will find out soon enough. He will fight me, he knew it himself that I wont back down. I’m famous for not backing down from fights like this and there’s no way I’m going to start now. 

-Zanza

((Offline for now, be back tomorrow >D!)

It was around 10 o’clock at night. The moon was shining brightly and casting its glow on the Kamiya Dojo I’d been told to go to, to find the man I’d been searching for all this damned time, Himura Battousai. I approached the large wooden gates of the dojo, my Zanbatou at my side. I was confident, strong, straight forward and without shame and at the peak of my anxiousness. My will to fight was strong; I opened the creaky gates and stood. I could sense he was coming to see me, I could sense his strength. I won’t sneak in or anythin’, I ain’t like that.  As the clouds that covered the moon shifted to a side it revealed me in my prime.

“I have come, to fight with you” I said confidently and with the most pride. I was really looking forward to it, I knew that swordsman from earlier was Battousai the manslayer. Finally it all made sense to me, the red hair and the cross shaped scar on his face. The girl and that little kid recognised me,

“We meet again I see, I thought I already explained I had no interest in fighting with you” Battousai replied

I took a few steps forward, casting my shadow on him. Eager to see his skills,

“But I can’t accept that. This afternoon was just for fun but this time I’ve come here as a fighter for hire so there’s no backing down. And something else that interests me, my opponent Battousai the manslayer Kenshin Himura”

 The girl seemed shocked at my knowledge and so did the Battousai, I walked further into the grounds of the dojo into a clear area- a nice space to swing my partner.

“Imperialist swordsman of the Choshu fashion, Himura Kenshin. Also known as Battousai the manslayer aire to the ancient Hiten Mitsurugi style of swordsmanship, you don’t need research to know that much” I said, turning around to face him. I know about Battousai, I know about his ways and now it was time for me to take him down like the rat he is. There were many things I don’t know, like what kind of swordsmanship the Hiten Mitsurugi style is for example and the reason that the merciless Battousai the manslayer became a wonderer who will not kill. I have no clue about that. I didn’t know the answers to those questions and that was the reason I also came, asking for a straight forward duel with no strings attached. I told him why and he seemed to have no obvious obligation with it. He also wanted to find out about me, but I was eager to fight, if I explained it would totally wreck my mood. Sappy stories aren’t meant to be told at fights anyway. Right then I was only thinking of one thing, to defeat the legendary manslayer,

“The man who is said to be the strongest of the imperialists! I will defeat you with everything I am!” I yelled in determination, the wind blew beneath us as I tore off the sheets that covered my blade and then I remembered I forgot to introduce myself formally,

“Oh yeah, I haven’t introduced myself yet have I? My name is Sanosuke Sagara, in the underworld I am known as Zanza! It’s a little nickname I picked up, from my Zanbatou” I said, positioning my blade as the breeze picked up.

The girl explained how my blade was the largest sword ever created to slay the horse and all in one swoop, though it has been said that no one has ever mastered it due to its size and weight. Yeah that’s true, but they hadn’t seen me wield this thing. This was my partner and I didn’t get this nickname for nothing. I was ready in stance and it waiting for him to make move. I could clearly see that he wasn’t going attack due to his stupid philosophy so I had to make the first move.

-Zanza