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[open] a smoke and mirrors game

Who ⬤ Majima

meowjima & Open
What ⬤ March 2022 Substories
When ⬤ March
Where ⬤ Around
Content Warnings ⬤ Can add as needed

Notes: Majima is a snake man from Slumscape! Covered in a sheen of white scales, snake eyes, split tongue, tail, fangs.

Doms Wanted!

[ Majima is out on the street with a night queen, also with a hand of exasperation dragging down his face, ]

Fuck's sake. It ain't that hard, lady. Just tell him he's disgustin'.

[ He shoots a contemptuous sideways look at the sniffling pig yokai at her feet. Who pipes up helpfully, ]

Hey, he's pretty good at this, maybe I should ask for him.

[ Majima bristles like a cat. Bursting out noisily, ]

Shut it, you!

[ Hrr. He turns is attention back to the girl once again trying to explain how to just be fucking scornful. She keeps closing her eyes and meekly repeating after him, shaking her nine tail whip punily.

Majima has both hands on his face, head tilted back, before long. ]

High Definition

[ Oh... Majima knows better than this one. His lip curls incredulously when he's asked to participate ]

No thanks.

[ He points at whoever is nearby too, ]

Y'all shouldn't either.

[ But he's not hanging around to babysit anyone. What is he, your mother? He carries on his way, slouched with his hands in his pocket. But of course nobody listens to him, it can't be so bad, right?

He pauses later in the night, a cigarette drooping from his lip as he watches some truly bizarre behavior. ]

All right there?

[ His tone conveys that he really doesn't want to be bothered with this, but here he is and he's a little too soft to just walk away. ]

Look at this sweet jacket

[ Majima listens to this story about the jacket. Tilt to the side the take a look at the back of it. It doesn't seem that damn cool, or that damn inflammatory, but he has definitely seen guys throw down over someone's jacket in Sotenbori before... ]

Yeah, all right, I'll help ya cross the bridge...

[ A sigh. He rolls up his shirt sleeves in preparation for a fight. Maybe someone with a little more attention to detail will notice that all is not at it seems and come enlighten him to the plight of Hasihime. Otherwise Majima's taking this at face value and muscling his way through this. ]

Welcome to the Night Parade

[ Majima doesn't trust... anyone in this town, really. A place like this, you need to take just about everyone with a grain of salt. So he sneaks a little closer to what the Kappa are doing. He's not so sure he likes what he sees: Lots of extremely carefully covered cases are being quickly taken further into the city's underground, suspiciously more than one might need to simply be building some parade floats or decorations.

He comes back from the sewers chewing on a cigarette. He takes out his phone and gets on the network then, ]

We got anybody real stealthy wanna come take a look at somethin' with me? Make it worth your while.

[ He did get that advance from the Enma, he can turn it over for this. ]

[[ooc: Here is the current info on the Kappa mission. Once I know about your skillset, we can put that to the mods and move forwrd. ]]

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What kind'a bridge hates somebody?

[ He wrinkles his nose. Sounds like water spirit bullshit and he's been drowned enough times for his liking. The Lake Spirit was the worst of the bunch. ]

Better fuckin' apologize before ya end up dead.

[ That's Majima's advice. ]

Have you talked to him? Anything'd hate him.

(The guy snaps back at Hizen to watch what he's saying. He's just jealous of his sick jacket. His cool threads. He ain't apologizing to no one, especially some ratty old, tacky and boring bridge.)

Shut the fuck up already.

(Hizen isn't interested. He's tired. He washed his hands of this already.

... And the entire bridge seems to groan in protest. Hizen glances over at Majima like that's supposed to mean something.)

[ Rather than tell the guy to shut up Majima reaches out and slaps the back of his head. ]

Apologize t'the damn bridge, asshole!

[ There's some more confused sputtering and excuses. ]

Or I'm takin' that jacket from ya and dumpin' ya off th'bridge.

[ Those are the only two options. ]

(Hell no he aint apologizing to no bridge. That's stupid. Almost as stupid as this bridge. It's not like the bridge can even hear them? The guy is being a real dumbass but the more insulting he is, the angrier the hashihime they can't see becomes.

The planks of the bridge begin to creak and one that the man is standing under... suddenly lifts to send him tumbling towards the railing. In an absolute comical fashion, he flips over in a way that no ordinary person should have been able to. Is he trying to be extra on purpose or is he just like this?)

Wow. (He says wow but Hizen doesn't sound very impressed. It's the exact same thing that happened when he tried to help before!!!) Who could have seen this coming.

(Except there's a twist in the development because the bridge seems to yell,

"AN APOLOGY IS NOT ENOUGH!"

That gets Hizen to freeze. It sounds like... it was coming from under the bridge?)

[ Majima puts a hand to his forehead in exasperation. Don't people in Hell of all places know not to piss spirits off? Especially ones that you don't have the fucking skill to outmaneuver? ]

This idiot ain't worth savin'.

[ But he goes over and drags the guy up anyway. ]

Ya hear what ya done, dumbass? Get on yer fuckin' knees and scrape before it kills ya.

(No? The guy is not apologizing to no stupid bridge just because it told him. That's whack, yo. It should be the bridge apologizing to him for getting his sweet jacket all wet all those times? What if it starts to mildew or something!! The threadwork on this baby ain't easy to take care of.)

Just leave him.

(Like Hizen did last week. And the man snaps something-something they can't leave him because this bitch be crazy or something.)

There're plenty of bridges in the city.

(TO WHICH THE BRIDGE SHOOTS GROANS AGAIN and snaps something about how every bridge in this city is theirs and this man is unwelcomed on every. single. one of them.)

.... How do you get banned from every bridge?

[ He shrugs and walks away from the man who refuses to apologize. Some people are just too stupid to live. ]

Leavin' ya to it then, buddy.

[ He starts patting down his jacket for his cigarettes and just glances at Hizen, ]

Wanna get somethin' t'eat?

(Some people are truly too stupid to live and as the sword of an assassin, that isn't his problem.

He looks over at the man and Majima... He's always ready to eat. He loves eating. His stomach is a bottomless pit. If someone is taking him to a place with food then--)

Mhm.

(He nods. He might also be... worried about this guy considering the first time they met he was??? Not himself?? He's worried. And curious. This guy also doesn't seem to recognize him. Hm.)

What're you thinking?

(It better be good food.)

Takoyaki.

[ It's pretty much always what he wants, and in a shitty mood he's pretty sure some fried food would cheer him up. ]

C'mon, I'm buyin'.

(An acceptable choice and he's happy enough to follow along,,)

Didn't ask you to pay.

(He is? Confused?)

Ya got a problem with it, pay yerself.

[ Like he cares. He pats down his jacket for his cigarettes as he walks, lowering his head as he flicks his lighter. ]

I can pay for myself is all.

(Acceptable. As long as he doesn't try to argue it and insist like some people do, Hizen is fine. He's picky with his freebies. A chooser even though he's a beggar whoops.)

Let me give ya a tip, kid: always accept free food.

[ He puts his lighter away exhaling smoke. He can already kind of smell what he wants, he just has to find the stall. There's usually one down here by the river... ]

Not a kid.

(Which probably makes him sound more like a sulky teen than he really is. He's over 500, Majima!!)

'm just saying, you don't need to waste your money on me.

(A beat,)

... You wasted a lot at the party, didn't you?

(On... alcohol........)

Eh? Did I?

[ He remembers only early parts of that party, afterwards he was fucking wasted. ]

Don't worry 'bout it. Somebody else keeps my cash for me.

[ He knows how the snake is by now, the bulk of his money is kept by Emily. He only keeps enough on his person to buy food, cigarettes, sometimes a taxi. ]

(Sounds smart but Hizen still isn't sure. He always doubts people. He's as used to people lying to him to get something as much as he's used to them bending the truth to make him feel better,)

On drinks.

(...)

...Weren't you, I don't think...

...Oh. Ya talk t'Chijoku?

[ That would not surprise him. The snake is mum at the moment, which may be just as telling sometimes. Majima spots the takoyaki cart finally and beelines that direction. ]

(At least he seems to know what he's talking about? So Hizen doesn't feel crazy,)

Said his name was Majima.

(Which is not Chijoku?)

[ Majima rolls his good eye, putting in the orders for food and handing over some cash. He steps back from the cart to wait and says, ]

Don't go tellin' people yer me.

[ The papery sound of hissing laughter. ]

That isn't what I said.

(Hey what the heck. He bristles.)

Didn't give me any other name!

(So of course he's going to assume that was his name!)

I said drinks were on Majima.

[ The man in question shakes his head in annoyance. ]

M'Majima, he's Chijoku. An' he's a lush.

I've been drinking longer than you've been alive.

Edited (colors....) 2022-04-18 02:29 (UTC)

(What is happening... Hizen is confusion. He is not a smart sword? He's just watching this exchange... also being a part of it? Suddenly its a multi-way conversation but its just two people?

Oh wait is this like, time for introductions? He thinks it is. Ah, he doesn't know.)

... Hizen.

(It's clear from the look on his face he's confused and has some questions. He could ask politely or he could just ask,)

The hell is going on?

I'm possessed.

[ He exhales smoke out of the corner of his mouth in a compressed stream. ]

(Surprised and.... not. It explains things but,)

You sound pretty calm about it.

(Most people? Do not want to be possessed?)

Nothin' t'be done about it.

[ He leans into the metal fence posting surrounding an small area of trees and bushes. ]

He owes me his life.

That too.

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