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jigokulogs2022-05-07 08:29 pm
harimaya) wrote in jigokulogs2022-05-07 08:29 pm
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Who ⬤ Hizen Tadahiro & you
What ⬤ Catchall for May & June
When ⬤ May
Where ⬤ See prompts
Content Warnings ⬤ N/A for now
SUBSTORY 1: MOON MEDICINE
SUBSTORY 2: VEND ME A DREAM
SUBSTORY 4: HANIWHAT?
GENERAL: SHUTEN TERRITORY
OPEN TOP LEVELS
WILDCARD
What ⬤ Catchall for May & June
When ⬤ May
Where ⬤ See prompts
Content Warnings ⬤ N/A for now
SUBSTORY 1: MOON MEDICINE
(It was just mochi. How dangerous could mochi be? There's a reason why mochi is up high on Hizens' list of favorite foods and it's because mochi has never done him wrong.
… Yeah, this definitely isn't his brightest moment and in his defense, he never pretended to be particularly smart.
It's a warm, sunny spring day but Hizen is bundled up in his hoodie and a scarf. No matter what does, he can't fight off this chill and even being out in the sun isn't helping. Desperate, he tries to buy a hot drink from a vending machine if only so he can have something to warm his hands with and
it just takes his money without giving him anything. He tries one more time and gets the exact same result! He can be found sticking his arm up the slot, shaking the machine, or punching it. Sensitive to being watched, he turns his head to see you. Yes, you and snaps, teeth chattering,)
What?! (He's defensive,) Stop looking!
(And please don't perceive the fact that he's literally shaking while he yells at you.)
SUBSTORY 2: VEND ME A DREAM
(They had to retrieve a photograph of a certain host and then bring a hitobashira some takoyaki from a particular vendor that required waiting in an obscenely long line that never seemed to move. After getting the takoyaki, they had to go to a cafe and find a kitsune who was actually a very offended tanuki who asked them if they tried the vending machine alley on the other side of the city. When they get to the alley, they find a strange vending machine in the place that should have had the vending machine they were looking for. It looks like it's been replaced with one that just gives ominous mystery items instead.
His body is small and can only hold so much frustration before he explodes. He lets out a yell when he sees the vending machine,)
Aaaaaaaah! (He kicks at it which makes it beep and flicker,) Where the hell is it?!
(An entire floor full of vending machines and the right one isn't even here.
Maybe you were already with Hizen on his quest. Or maybe you were also led to the hall of vending machines. Or you just heard about this weird place and want to try your luck for unrelated reasons.)
SUBSTORY 4: HANIWHAT?
(He isn't the most sensitive person, even back home when he knows what to look out for. It's easy for most things to slip past him if he isn't paying attention, especially in Jigoku-cho where there are so many things happening, a strange occurrence here and there can be overlooked. But these dolls are strange. He isn't an expert on them but he recognizes them for what they are. They're old; far beyond in his time or knowledge. At first, he hadn't thought much of them but the more he noticed them, the more uncomfortable he became.
These things just feel bad to him. They make him uncomfortable and put him on edge and when he hears that the Enma are calling for them, he's relieved. Good riddance. He has no idea what they're up to but it isn't going to be his problem.
But everyone is so nosy. Everyone wants to push their luck and see what they are. They touch them, they move them around, they treat them roughly, and it just makes him feel anxious. When he sees you checking one out, he snaps,)
Oi. Leave it alone.
(He's clearly irritated,)
You're gonna get in trouble if you keep messing with it.
GENERAL: SHUTEN TERRITORY
(Hizen can be found checking out some of the weapons stores in Shuten territory. He isn't looking for a new weapon— he's perfectly content with his own sword, thank you very much. But when your true form is your sword, weapon maintenance is important. He's shopping for oil, cloth, and other things to take care of himself and he's also asking around to see if anyone can recommend a good smith but no one really wants to give out their source. Instead, they keep trying to sell him a new sword,)
I told ya already, I'm not interested.
(Yeah, but they really don't want to give out their suppliers. It's bad for business, you know?)
I don't give a shit about that. I'm just looking for a guy that can fix things.
(Well, if your sword is broken then might they recommend this one here? It's quite popular with the new recruits—)
I'm not broke!
(Kind of a weird thing to yell but yeah.)
OPEN TOP LEVELS
I'll be adding more top-levels and linking them here so they don't end up lost in the other comments,
⟡ Post-Intro Mingle: (It's raining, it's pouring)
WILDCARD
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He tenses when Yuuji adjusts his hold on him. There's still resistance! He tries to lean back but there's really only so much he can do when he's held like this. It's an awkward position to be in!! At least it's warm. If he tells himself it's just to feel better again, he can bite the bullet. Still... it's embarrassing.
Ignoring the few people they do see, he makes a point to avoid eye contact with everyone and look away. He might be hiding his face? It's fine.
Another surprise from Yuuji though. Sorcery? Cursed spirits? He knew Yuuji was weird but... He ends up mumbling,)
... 'm not human, y'know.
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[ he's not surprised; it is Hell, and they've met so many people from different worlds, timelines, and cultures. it had its pros and cons. however— this might explain why he'd been feeling a type of energy from that boy, or maybe his sword; yuuji is not sure.
he guides them towards the residence area in shuten, and since he didn't know which building hizen is staying in, he slowed down. it's clear he's expecting the other boy to guide him now, and yet he asks. ]
What are you?
[ bold and kinda rude— but hizen is used to him by now. maybe? ]
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A killer's sword.
(And he begins to shift some, pushing himself off of Yuuji and trying to get back onto his feet.)
Put me down. (He grumbles,) Not letting anyone see me get carried around my own neighborhood.
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it felt weird now that he's no longer holding the other, though. it was kinda, sorta — a nice feeling.
he placed him down gently, arms dropping to each side in a quiet form of whining. ]
Um, can you explain to me what you mean by a 'killer's sword'? You're an actual one? A human sword?
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Did you know if you shake too much, it's essentially the same as working out for a long time? He's exhausted and his body feels like lead.)
Act like you belong here.
(Don't look like such a good person or something. Likewise, Hizen will act like he's fine! Even if he's a little stiff. )
Tsukumogami. Sword spirit. Whatever you wanna call it. (He isn't fussed about the details and he doesn't really think they're worth sharing.) This body's a drag.
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he ends up following the other, staying close enough to catch him if anything happens. ]
Spirit? Ah, that's why I was drawn to you. [ oh? it wasn't hizen's charming personality? the nerve. ] I kept thinking ... there is something about that guy! Though, you're not an evil spirit.
[he's not neglecting the way he introduced himself, but it didn't mean hizen is responsible for his owner's actions. it's as simple as that. ]
So, is he here? The one who used you to kill others?
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I'm not like that.
(He isn't evil. He wouldn't call himself good either.)
... Not exactly.
(Yes, there is a version of Izo here but... it isn't the same as the one Hizen knows.)
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[ yuuji muttered under his breath, giving the other a flat stare but following his lead regardless. often he would back off, but this seemed like a subject worth persuading.
still bitter about it, but— he reached to grab into hizen's sleeve as they walked; somewhat wondering if that's enough of 'physical contact' to offer some warmth. even when he's not technically touching him. ]
Are you, at least, happy he's here?
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(He hisses when he feels Yuuji grab his sleeve but-- Ugh, it isn't much but it does feel warmer again. A little nicer. So he just clenches his fist and keeps walking faster until they get to the actual building, slide in through a broken entrance, and start climbing up the stairs to his apartment... because the elevator is always broken.
There are things he's willing to answer easily but this is difficult because... Well, his feelings about Izo are complicated. Further complicated by the fact he really doesn't understand his own feelings most of the time. He clenches his fist,)
Why do you wanna know? It's none of your business.
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yuuji pursed his lips together, keeping quiet until they reach the corridor leading to the other boy's apartment; slowing down their pace while still holding into hizen's sleeve. ]
Because you introduced yourself by using the word 'killer' and not a 'swordsman'. It makes it sound like you aren't fond of whoever it might be. That's why I asked if you're happy he's here?
[ there's a pause, contemplating. ]
You can say 'I don't know'? We don't always have an answer to how we feel about someone ...
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Then I don't fucking know, alright?!
(He's starting to shake again but it's different from that bone-chilling cold he's been suffering from. He's getting worked up and as usual, he has no idea how to process these stupid human emotions in this stupid human body. What was given to him was a body a̷n̴d̸ ̴e̷i̶g̷h̷t̸ ̶̮̅͘s̸̡̖͍̾͑͝u̴̠͂̃̍̕f̵͎̬̈̒͛̕f̶͉͑͐̅͘e̴̮͐͗r̵̰̥̉̏̔̾i̸͇͝ṉ̵̱͒̿̂͜g̵͓̲͌̏̂́ś̸͕́̾. The s̸̙̏ṳ̸̬̖̩̅͐f̵̗͕͜͝f̴̦̹̣͒ę̸̻̒̌̊͋r̴̦͈̉̾i̴̘̯͐̿n̸̳̻̭̬͐͋̉͑g̶̳̮̜̅ ̵̹͘o̴̫̱͈̱͐͋f̴̛̙̫̙̌̄ human existence. He wonders why he w̶̪̚a̶̤̪͑s̸͔̱͋ ̸̳̯̌c̵͇̟̊ŗ̴̞̐e̵̛̟̒a̴̮͕͛t̷͈͕̓e̵̥͙̎d̶̟̺̅͑.)
All I know is he's here and-- just drop it.
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after a moment of silence, he nods his head, gaze shifting to the ground as he curls his fingers against the nape of his neck; back hunched. ]
Okay. I'm sorry ...
[ there are times when you can push, and times when you need to take a step back. he didn't wish to stress hizen more than he already did. ]
Are you feeling any better, at least? Was I ... helpful?
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...
(He folds his arms in front of him and giving them a squeeze as he tries to still himself. The shaking stops but he's still wound up and tense.)
... Yeah. (Not really. Not exactly. He feels like trash now.) Yeah, you were.
Ya don't gotta help me anymore.
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this is not how people open up. it shouldn't bring out this kinda reaction. he pushed too hard ... ]
I'm glad I helped.
[ it's something to leave on a positive note— in which yuuji offered the other a weary smile, taking a step back. ]
Take care of yourself.
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(He will. God, this is awkward now. He really just wants to go inside and sleep in his futon now but he'll at least... watch Yuuji off before curling up and kicking himself once (1 time) for blowing it with someone again.)