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But When We Start Making Fires (open)

Who ⬤ Dante & You, of course!
What ⬤ General Catch-all
When ⬤ April
Where ⬤ Throughout Jigoku-cho
Content Warnings ⬤ Swearing, mentions of violence, possible nudity for future prompts

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[ There were two keys to success in sumo wrestling, that much Musashi knew.

The first was balance. Keep your center of gravity low, your feet wide, and remain grounded as much as you could. That much was a little more difficult at her 56kg frame, but she had done enough Judo in her time to think she could manage it.

The second was explosive movement. And that, the sword master thought, she could definitely manage.

All of that on top of having quite a bit of alcohol at the flower viewing still in her blood, well... Confidence radiated off of her, to say the least. ]

Send my regards to the ground.

[ Once both hands were settled... she sprung forward like a bat out of hell. ]

[Aw, shit. It’s the other Pink Menace, Musashi.

If there’s one thing that Dante knows about Musashi it’s that she can fight like the devil. She might be five foot nothing on a good day but this little lady knows how to kick ass and take names. He refuses to be on that long list of names, though. While he does recognize Musashi’s brilliance in combat, he’s motivated not to lose.

That’s going to be a difficult feat for a newcomer like him but he’s going to give it a whirl.]

That’s my line, sweetheart!

[He shouts before slamming right into her like a damn raging bull. If this was anyone else, Dante would be a little concerned for their wellbeing. However, this is Musashi and she hits like a fucking truck. He attempts to grab the woman by her waist in hopes of hoisting her off the ground like he has seen the other wrestlers do it.

However, it's much more difficult than it looks.]

[ He had size over her, both weight and height, but she felt like she could honestly use that to her advantage. She could shift her center lower than he could, go beneath the direction of his force, redirect it elsewhere.

She brought her arm for a hard chopping slap against the side of his ribs once they collided, hoping to send him just slightly off balance. ]

Whoever loses owes the other their next drink!

[Even though Dante has her outmatched in both height and weight category, he finds himself in a bit of trouble once Musashi chops him one good time in the ribs. The force alone of their colliding bodies wasn't enough to throw him off kilter but that little chop nearly knocked him off balance.

Dante was two and a half inches away from falling out of the ring until suddenly, he manages to right himself by shifting his weight onto his feet. He forcefully tries to shove Musashi backwards in hopes of catching her by surprise.

While he definitely has more than enough money for a few drinks, he's determined not lose in front of boss man, Toraguma.]

Timber~

[ Surprising or not, it was a shove that nearly got her onto one foot, sliding in the soft earth for a moment as she tried to find her center once more. She had to really be careful to block him, but... She didn't like the idea of just staying on the defensive.

So she came forward with more chopping slaps, one aimed right for Dante's chest. She'd apologize for any welts later. ]

[Yowch! He knows Musashi is a bit heavy-handed even on a good day but that actually hurts!

Dante brings up his forearms to block the incoming strikes but it's a bit hard to that with her actively trying to push him out the ring. This is starting to look less like a sumo match and more like American boxing.

Just as Musashi strikes at him again, Dante quickly pivots towards the left. He attempts to shove the woman while she's propelling forward. If he could get her to loose her balance, then it's over for her.]

[ The first rule of any kind of jujitsu was to never lose control over your own momentum. And yet with her pummeling slaps, she gave Dante a chance to do just that. Sumo wasn't a striking sport! Why had she been trying to participate like it was one?! She could only lament her own failure to strategize properly as she felt her swing carry her too far forward, pulling up her center of gravity, and leaving her ripe for a finishing shove.

There was no escaping this. ]

[To his delight and to the delight of the crowd, Dante manages to yank Musashi down and out the ring with unnecessary flourish. He throws his hands into the air in victory once she's down, clearly thrilled to have won his maiden match. However, it's a victory Dante doesn't fully take to heart since he knows this is just one of many matches. Even so, he's quick to check on Musashi.]

Hey, are you okay? [Dante questions as he knees down beside her.] That's not the most flattering position to be in, little lady.

[He jokes before offering her his hand.]

C'mon, Musashi! Let's get you a drink, okay?

[ He'd need to give her a moment.

Her dignity broke.

"Not the most flattering" wound up being face and chest down, back bent over, like she'd gotten folded the wrong way falling off a ledge. Eventually she sort of collapsed onto her side, but still took a moment to meekly take the offered hand. ]

You don't... think too many people saw that, right?

[ The whole crowd saw it. ]

[Despite her broken dignity and all, Dante can't help but admire Musashi for taking things in stride. While he's certain all of Jigoku-cho witnessed that nasty fall, Dante doesn't have the heart to tell her. That's why he shakes his head and tells a little fib.]

Nah, I think you're good. [He answers with a lighthearted chuckle.] At least you didn't break something, right?

[Imagine accidentally breaking an arm of a leg in front of hundreds of spectators. That would've been down right terrible.]

I think you earned a full bottle of sake for your troubles.

[ Well, she may have wound up eating dirt, but the sound of a full bottle of sake at no charge to herself patched up that wounded pride REAL quick. She still looked a bit sheepish as she flopped about and righted herself, rubbing the back of her neck, but hey.

Could be worse. ]

Probably gonna be a little sore, but that's the way things go, right? Nothing some drinks can't cure! Let's get dressed, first, though.

[ She is not going out drinking in sumo gear... ]

[He figured that a full bottle of the good stuff would do the trick. While he's more of a whisky connoisseur, Musashi here is all about the sake. He doesn't doubt the woman might be a little fond of shōchū as well but she seems to be a big sake drinker. Maybe they'll get some of both later on. It just depends on how much Dante is willing to spend after getting Musashi her personal bottle of sake.]

Alright, let's meet round back in 10 minutes.

[He suggests before heading back towards the impromptu locker rooms. Unlike her,, he didn't really rock the sumo attire. There's just something about parading around in a fundoshi that doesn't appeal to him. It just seems a bit too drafty for his liking. He quickly puts on his shirt and grabs his signature red coat before heading back out. By the time he meets up with Musashi again, he's fiddling around with the straps to his gun holster.]

[ Given everything involved in assembling the outfit, it's remarkable how quickly she manages to change into her festival wear. It was a loaner from the clan's tailors, so she had to make extra certain she was careful to not get it dirty. Probably explained why, despite getting changed quickly, it takes her just a little longer than 10 to meet back up.

Brushing her hair up, she takes in a breath and shoots Dante a thumbs up. ]

Let's get this party started!

[ Immediately followed by a wince. Okay, maybe her back hurt a little more than she thought... Surely that wouldn't come up later, right? ]

Lookin' sharp!

[He comments once he catches a glimpse of that fancy mint-green kimono. Green isn't his color but it looks rather nice on her. It kind of makes him wish he dressed up a little bit but he's saving his cash. Money is a little hard to come by without the Devil May Cry. While Dante plans on setting up shop soon, he has a long way to go.]

Lemme guess, you found yourself a "sugar momma" since we last met up.

[He's only joking but he wouldn't put it pass Musashi. Hell, even he could use a nice "sugar momma" or "sugar daddy" at this point. Dante isn't too strapped for cash but he could use more of it.]

Are you okay, though?

[He didn't miss that wince earlier, babe. Something's up.]

No sugar to be had, but Tamamo provided us with festival outfits, so this is a loaner.

[ It made sense. Tenkohime expected representatives of her clans to look damn good at a festival, and Musashi couldn't complain about looking cute for free. So long as it wasn't coming out of her wallet, it was fine! She sure hope she didn't get anything like blood or something on it later...

But as for his other comment... ]

Eh, it's soreness from getting slapped and thrown around, but nothing I can't handle. I do worse to myself in my own training, sometimes.

The Tamamo clan loaned that to you? [He asks with a hint of disbelief in his tone.] Geez, I guess the fox lady really like you guys.

[There's no such thing as "freebies" within the Shuten Clan. Grumpy old Toraguma expects everyone to pull their own weight here regardless of how much they contribute to the clan. It's a little frustrating but there's nothing anyone can do about it. However, that hasn't stopped Dante from using every waking moment to pester Toraguma into giving him a raise. If there's one thing that can be said about Dante, it's that he's determined.]

And here I thought you drank more than you trained.

[Of course, he says this just moments away from them arriving at the bar. The bar in question is a quaint little spot off the main road here. It's a hole in the wall establishment with just a couple of chairs but the ambiance is nice. This place is apart of the Golden Gai, a network of 200 or something odd bars scattered throughout town. This particular bar is known as the Roaring Tiger, one of the many Shuten based watering holes in this district of town.]

Grab a chair, girlie! The drinks are on me.

[ Normally being a Tamamo in Shuten territory was a recipe for a fight to break out, but thankfully it was festival time and everyone seemed to be in a highly agreeable mood. Perfect for Musashi, of course. She had her swords at her hip, but the less she had to use them today, the better.

She plops herself down with a hum, settling her hands in front of her and looking at the menu. Sake was, of course, the goal, but they had a bunch of tasty looking sochu...

But she did remember that remark from earlier. ]

Believe it or not, I keep up pretty diligently with my training! I get up early every morning to work out.

Do you now? I wouldn't have ever guessed~!

[Judging from the surprise in his tone, Dante thought of her to be a lazy lay-about much like him. While he's not really lazy, Dante certainly does have his moments. He just lacks the motivation sometimes to do anything productive. That's just how he is considering how much he enjoys goofing around.]

How do you manage the train if you're always sloshed, pinky? Even I have a bit of trouble doing that.

[When the bartender approaches, Dante is quick to0 order a round of sake for the two of them. He plans on eventually just buying the entire bottle but he really wants to try this sweet nigori sake.]

[ Musashi also gets a dish of edamane to go with the order. As for Dante's question. ]

Well, the trick is to never get a hang over. You drink plenty of water and eat salty foods, and you'll be alright!

[ She still had to wake up pretty early in the morning, though... ]

Fact is, it took a lot of hard work to get as good as I am. You don't just wind up born with these abilities, yanno?

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