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jigokulogs2022-04-02 02:00 pm
metafictions) wrote in jigokulogs2022-04-02 02:00 pm
[closed] california's a garden of eden
Who ⬤ Kamui & friends
What ⬤ Kamui has a fun time at the festival-- until, of course, the festival stops being fun.
When ⬤ During and after the Night Parade
Where ⬤ Around the city
Content Warnings ⬤ slapstick dildo violence, the backdrop of the bathhouse orgy but no actual sex, actual violence later
while these prompts are closed, please feel free to hit my plotting comment if you'd like a starter!
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What ⬤ Kamui has a fun time at the festival-- until, of course, the festival stops being fun.
When ⬤ During and after the Night Parade
Where ⬤ Around the city
Content Warnings ⬤ slapstick dildo violence, the backdrop of the bathhouse orgy but no actual sex, actual violence later
while these prompts are closed, please feel free to hit my plotting comment if you'd like a starter!
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[Aka, he hopes there weren't additional developments happening in the wee hours of the morning. They had enough to deal with as it was.]
I know what you mean. [No need for Natori to point out that they were already caught up in youkai politics just by virtue of being snatched up by different clans-- it's not the time, and it's not the point. There's a difference between the situation as it was explained to them and where they currently found themselves.] And there's some degree of... If even one of the leaders of the clans could be killed like that, we're in a much more volatile situation than I thought. And beyond that, it's concerning that it was the Daitengu out of all of them.
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[If all hell broke loose with the Daitengu's death alone... well, he doesn't want to consider the possibility of any further chaos.]
Yes, it's dangerous. Especially the Sutoku we might know who are now vulnerable. Soon, people will start to point fingers, or take advantage of the situation, and we'll have very little say once our clan heads get caught up in it all too. [
laughing in shuten/tamamo pvp][...]
I'm still thinking about something the Daitengu said. When their successor is chosen, they'll truly become the Daitengu: mask and all. They told me, before they died, that they were still someone beneath it... but if they're to be replaced and their identity kept secret, it's like they're going to be completely erased.
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akeboshi is typing...]
I thought it might be something like that. For what being the Daitengu means, I mean.
[akeboshi is typing...]
Do you want to get breakfast, while we can still do cross clan solidarity?
Or lunch, I guess. My sleep schedule is always bad, so don't trust my sense of time.
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[Somehow, acknowledging the coming conflicts feels more disheartening when Natori's saying it. The peace had been nice while it had lasted.]
I came across this American-style restaurant in the Sutoku district. [So at least they'll be on neutral ground. Just in case their clanmates are already starting to brush up against each other-- which he's got a nasty feeling may be the case.] Let's try that one. Unless you want something else, of course.
[He sends over the address; if there's no protests, he'll head right over.]
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[Natori literally just woke up, but thankfully he has a lot of experience in rolling out of bed and heading out the door with minimal transition time. He shows up at the restaurant late not because it took him too long to get ready (he's wearing casual Western clothes and an ugly bucket hat to cover his bedhair) but because he can't navigate for shit. He arrives after Kamui, frowning at his phone and poking at it with a distinctly untrusting finger as it finally leads him to the right place.]
Sorry. This city is a maze. [He stashes his phone in his pocket rather than throw it across the street, and that's going to count as a win.] Ugh. How are you doing, Kamui-san?
[They had the smalltalk on the phone earlier, but Natori is inherently distrustful of
everything, includinghis phone. It feels easier to talk in person.]no subject
At any rate, Kamui's waiting outside for him patiently, wearing the same just barely office casual sort of outfit as always; he's taken the liberty of getting the two of them a table, too. He gives Natori an uncertain smile:]
A little tired. But who isn't right now?
[Their waitress, a cheery yuki-onna in a sweater, directs them to a little booth in the corner away from the few other parties already in the restaurant. Just in case. There's a little bit of relief on Kamui's features as the nearest party finishes their check and starts heading out.
sliding into the booth, he turns to the waitress:] So, coffee, I guess? Natori-san, you too?
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...You said something before. About the successor to the Daitengu role. Do you know anything about how that happens?
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Yes. [He glances quickly downward.] I spoke to the Daitengu about it once. Because they only publicly appear with the mask, the ayakashi they are behind it effectively doesn't exist-- at least in their capacity as leader of the clan. I've even heard rumors before that the current Daitengu might have secretly replaced the original founder. But to us outsiders, that doesn't matter.
The role itself transcends the individual. Other than now, we know nothing about the person. Just that they have assumed their role as clan head.