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[harimaya]

Who ⬤ Hizen & you
What ⬤ Catchall for the underground and tdm (funeral) prompts
When ⬤ April
Where ⬤ See prompts.
Content Warnings ⬤ TBA

ABOVE GROUND

(The best way to stop people from getting in is to watch the entrance. He doesn't expect anyone to just waltz in through the obvious entrances and there are plenty of people keeping an eye out there. Instead, Hizen opts to watch a smaller, less obvious entrance that people can use to sneak in past whatever guards might be on duty.

He keeps his distance, preferring to watch from the shadows of an alley and enjoys how slow the job is for the time being… by enjoying a rice ball. It might be a job but he's still entitled to his snack breaks. Not even the government back home can take that away from him.

When he catches someone poking around, he finishes the last of his onigiri and begins to make his way towards his new target, )

It's closed.

(Some oni have thrown some boxes or something in front of to make it more difficult to get through but it's not impossible.)

Try somewhere else.

UNDERGROUND

(When it comes to closed, dark spaces, Hizen has always had an advantage. After all, wakizashi are convenient for assassinations and all wakizashi spirits seem to inherit a natural talent for sneaking around in dangerous places. Being the sword of an assassin only makes it easier for him.

He knows how to walk quietly, making sure he makes as little sound as possible in the tunnels. Let the sound of water below and the streets above drown out most of his sounds so he can sneak around. He keeps to the shadows and knows where to hide or how far back to stay to keep out of sight. There are no special abilities or powers at play here— it's all skill so anyone with a special talent or sharp senses will be able to sense him eventually but he's good at lying low in wait, stalking potential prey.

His eyes adjust to the darkness and he can make out who his allies and enemies easily. When he sees a fellow Shuten member, he makes a point to take a heavier step so he's heard but stays out of sight a moment longer before revealing himself. He's been shot once this month and he's not in the mood to get hurt again because of friendly fire fo all things,)

It's a dead end.

(The direction they're heading in right now.)

(If he sees someone who isn't a Shuten, he sticks to the shadows and just... keeps watching! Eventually, he might yawn and warn though,)

Keep going and you'll be in trouble.

UNDERGROUND: TAMAMO BULLYING EDITION

(You are a Tamamo and you have managed to make it underground. Somewhere along the way, you've called Hizen out for stalking you or just ran into him. Either way, with alliances established and so on, he doesn't look impressed when he realizes he's stumbled onto a Tamamo.

He tugs at the scarf over his face and let's out a short laugh,)

You guys really came? Thought you'd be worried about breaking a nail or something.

WILDCARD

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DAITENGU FUNERAL (OTA)

[harimaya]

BEFORE

( TDM for reference

Hizen arrives to the funeral dressed in his new suit and he hates it. He's uncomfortable being dressed up like this and he tugs at his tie awkwardly, eventually loosening it to the point where it's just hanging there like he's some sort of delinquent (spoilers: he is). It might be a good idea for someone to fix that so he looks right and appropriate again.

Before all of the formalities really begin, he can be found by the food. The Daitengu is dead, he has to wear a stupid suit, but at least the food is good?)

AFTER

(A vaguely familiar voice speaks from the crowd and an even more familiar masked figure rises above them all. Hizen stares in clear surprise like many of the guests in attendance. After their speech, his hand immediately shoots for his tie and he pulls it so it's completely undone. He's clearly annoyed and he growls after they leave,)

I bought a suit for this.

(The Daitengu is (maybe) alive and Hizen is truly offfened he went out and bought a suit and came to this funeral.)

What was even the point of this?!

(He came here for nothing! His priorities might not be in the right place. Maybe its... the shock?)

WILDCARD

OTA! Hit me up with your best!
I'm happy to set up starters if you want, just let me know.

tamamo bullying

[ryototsukai]

When you're good enough at what you do, that's not something you need to worry about.

[ Musashi smirked, but didn't quite share his laughter, her gaze narrowing instead as she drew her sword, raising the edge to be level with her eyes. She had her other arm bound up in a sling, clearly already injured... One had to wonder just how much of a fight she could put up. ]

Underground

[bananaoni]

[Iba, in the meantime, really didn't care much for anything that was happening. This is a sewer, this is where gross stuff gets flushed down. It smells, it's damp, it's cramped, it's cold, and not even the snacks she brought along could stave off any of the unpleasentness.

Seriously, what gives?]

Tch, nothing can be more troublesome than all of this.

[Holds her arms out this W I D E! And then promptly takes out a pocky and munches away.] 'Side's, if it's a dead end what's the problem?

pls no bulli, natori says ineffectually

[paperpusher]

[Natori's had the feeling that they were being followed for a while now, but with his senses still limited it's hard to tell if it's a true threat or just paranoia. He tosses a few paper dolls in the air to watch their backs for them, and they take off with a whisper, more obvious than he'd like in the gloom.

Natori's in what he thinks of as his standard exorcist wear, which doesn't look too out of place for an urban environment. Comfortable and unremarkable Western-style clothes, most notably a jacket with roughly a billion pockets to supplement the messenger bag slung over his shoulder, both full of scraps of paper and other exorcist supplies. He has a long, thin stick with an ofuda speared through the top; it looks completely ineffective as a weapon, but if he can say one good thing about the grime on the floor it's that he's able to scratch spell circles into it without having to resort to chalk. He's covered his hair with a bucket hat, which are inexplicably in style despite being hideous. This is a strategic choice, so any Shutens they come across can't do any hair pulling. The glasses he's wearing are... more for his companion's sake than his own; here in the ayakashi realm, his glasses won't make a difference, but he's gotten into the habit of using glasses as another mark of when he's on exorcist business, and also he wants Chongyun to see him wearing them.

Because, of course, he also has Chongyun, who even Natori knows is one of the most effective weapons available to the Lost Souls in the Tamamo Clan. (Four for you, Glen Chongyun) That doesn't stop him from stepping out in front of Chongyun once Hizen shows himself, since he still feels the need to play the protective adult. He plants the pointy end of his stick into the ground, a few dolls hovering over his shoulder.]

Well, hello again. I can't say it's nice to run into you here. [Look, Natori has no illusions about which way the balance of power lies in a straight fight between their two clans.] Would you believe we're just lost urban explorers?