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jigokulogs2022-03-06 01:22 pm
everblooms) wrote in jigokulogs2022-03-06 01:22 pm
🌸 one | ota.
Who ⬤ aerith and you!
What ⬤ substories! i'll also be using this post as a catch-all as the month goes on.
When ⬤ let's say early march. just to be spicily unfocused.
Where ⬤ i'll specify when necessary!
Content Warnings ⬤ i'll edit this to reflect anything, so please make sure to warn in subject lines if your character brings anything up for my own reference! ❤
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hagclub.
What ⬤ substories! i'll also be using this post as a catch-all as the month goes on.
When ⬤ let's say early march. just to be spicily unfocused.
Where ⬤ i'll specify when necessary!
Content Warnings ⬤ i'll edit this to reflect anything, so please make sure to warn in subject lines if your character brings anything up for my own reference! ❤
as a note, if you'd like to plot something personalized, i'm more than happy to chat! you can hit me up with a PM, or message me over on plurk @
wicked on the weekend (night parade PREP, a) 
[ It takes a great deal of wrestling with a young youkai with fish's head to wrench the weapon from his grip. It had been obvious immediately, and she's already seen some similar things confiscated. For what reason, she's admittedly not very sure, and as far as she's concerned, it's not really her business. He had been carrying a staff of some sort, an unwieldy thing that collapsed into itself when handed over at Aerith's eager, chipper behest. She only needs to look busy, so the smile she wears is perhaps a dead giveaway.
She holds it up, that woody looking staff that smells slightly of river water and fish scales, inspecting it at eye level. It's dark in color, looks a bit like a twig, but is much heavier than it looks. Her fingers ghost along what feels like hard plastic when...
Hopefully you dodged, because it snaps open, a terribly sharp blade angled directly for her partner's face. Perhaps you got saddled with her of your own volition, or you thought she needed help. Maybe her light hearted approach to the situation has caught your attention, because this isn't the first time she's done this.
She immediately hands the staff back, blade still out. The youkai practically preens in response. ]
I think he can keep it.
[ Her assessment is simple. Why not, really? Maybe he'll need it. She's very, very sure of this decision, and looks to her partner with her fists upon her hips. Do you agree? Argue? Or maybe you should convince her that the two of you need the staff. (She would not disagree.) ]
can i get another amen? (night parade prep, b) 
[ A case, woven from fine bamboo, is shoved into your face. The lid nearly topples off, and hangs by the neck of a bottle. It's full of them— alcohol resides inside, and they clink together enchantingly from within their bamboo-y prison. They're practically glimmering with the reflection from the neon lights. ]
Special delivery from Tamamo!
[ Her voice comes before Aerith peeks her face out from behind the case, waiting. ]
We've got more drink where that came from.
[ She waits more, still. Cat got your tongue, or maybe the bottles are just too pretty? ]
...Take it! [ This is the place that was expecting a delivery of spiked juice? ]
it's saturday night (sweet jacket) 
No. [ Shaking her head, she continues in a frank tone. ] I don't think it's your jacket.
[ Aerith has a basket dangling from her elbow, stuffed with decorative flowers. Across the bridge is more businesses, and part of the parade route. A problem had presented itself to the pair of you on your way to deliver more decorations in the form of a young man wearing a rather trendy looking jacket. It certainly looks like it's Shuten's speed, from Aerith's cursory glances around the territory.
The man is unready to admit defeat to her simple, matter-of-fact statement. He shakes his head in disbelief, but it's hard to miss the crestfallen glint in his eyes. Aerith feels a twinge of regret, but better to hear it than keep believing it. Right? ]
Aaaand my lovely assistant, [ She turns to you, smiling cheekily. ] can explain to you why, can't you?
[ Her green gaze flicks to the river, where the water soaked visage of a goddess glowers at the trio of them. She gets the feeling she might have to run across this particular bridge from now on, if only by association...
Leaning in, Aerith whispers: ] Psst! Break it to him gently.
wildcard (closed prompts) 
[ my ooc intro is here if you wanna plot something out more specific. i'm always happy to write a starter if someone contacts me for one, too! on the other hand, if you prefer to use my post, you're totally welcome to use this for a wildcard open. i'm also only a PM away, or contactable on plurk, listed above!
locked to nia. ]
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...She stands at full height, knuckles to her hips, and looks behind her. ]
Go ahead, we won't tell.
[ The youkai looks between them, then nods, skittering away in his robes. Aerith waves. ]
Sooo... you were thinking about... keeping it?
[ She almost sounds... considerate of the idea. ]
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Who, me? I was almost considering it, it seems like a delightful contraption to carry around. But I decide against it, since I don't need it.
[He answers with a chuckle. Beside, he have a perfectly good sword to use. Using another blade would be strange.]
As long that youngster is careful, no one will take it away.
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They're useful, you know? But hopefully no one ever has to use it when it gets down to it... There's a lot that goes on here, but most people have been nice.
[ Looking into the crowd, where the fish-headed youkai has disappeared into, she smiles. ] There's a lot of life here. For a place supposed to be dead, especially!
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[It's unlikely, they can't fully erase the chance of peace. He lightly fan himself, watching the crowd ahead of them.]
Uhahaha! Yes. I'd say it makes me grateful in a way.
[That there's an afterlife for someone like him... despite the mysteries right now.]
But even a lively place can still have troubles. That's why we better work hard to make everything fun and safe.
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Really, Norimune? [ Looking back at him with curiosity, Aerith's genuine interest is plain to see. ] Have you run into any troubles?
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[His skills haven't gone to dust, yet. But the fact is, he never expect this land to be peaceful and conflict-free. Whether by words or fists, something may pop up.]
It's enough to give this old man some exercise, Miss Aerith.
[As he says that, people keep on moving around them. Some of which might need their own inspections.]
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[ Which is young, admittedly. ]
You wanna handle this one together?
[ She gestures to an old woman with sagging skin— she looks less like a human and more like a slowly dying tree, the secret behind the years of her life tucked away into every deep set wrinkle. Her clothing is wriggling, tattered kimono bulging in some spots. ]
Looks pretty interesting if you ask me...!
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[In a manner of speaking. 35 is pretty young in his eyes, so he easily accepts the compliment.
He looks over and spy the old woman. His eyes lighten up with clear interest. Ooh, he wonders what kind of spirit this woman is. He wouldn't be surprise if she can notice him...]
I agree. I'd be happy to do this together with you.
[Let's go!]
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Well, [ Aerith tilts her head before continuing in a slow tone. ] We're doing checks. Just a few! So, do you have anything illegal on you?
No. [ The hag's voice is a croak. ] It's just me.
[ Aerith tosses a glance back at Norimune. The old woman's clothes continue to wiggle... ]
Sounds good to me!
[ :) ]
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Then, may I ask about what's moving under your clothes? Unless I'm seeing things, madam.
[Maybe his age is catching up to him. Even if his eyes work perfectly fine at the moment. ☺]
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a garden snake falls out of her dress.
Then another.
And another. ]
Huh. [ The slither along the floor, and Aerith steps around them, looking more than a bit uncomfortable. ]
They're not technically contraband... are they?
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I don't think they are.
[Hm...]
If they behave, I think it's fine.
[Don't let them bite anyone else? Are they pets, or extensions of her body?]