碧棺 左馬刻 • aohitsugi samatoki. (
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( OPEN ) this is where it starts
Who ⬤ Samatoki Aohitsugi
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What ⬤ Substories & mingle prompts
When ⬤ 3.5 and on
Where ⬤ Shuten territory, Night Parade area; all over otherwise
Content Warnings ⬤ Drinking, aphros, missing persons trauma, violence and blood
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What ⬤ Substories & mingle prompts
When ⬤ 3.5 and on
Where ⬤ Shuten territory, Night Parade area; all over otherwise
Content Warnings ⬤ Drinking, aphros, missing persons trauma, violence and blood
NOTE: Samatoki is a CRAU from Slumscape and is housing his Oni, Genkei; more info can be found HERE, and his permissions are HERE.
i. ) • ARENA.
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( Nemu doesn't seem to be here, either, and that twists him right up.
Samatoki feels Genkei in the back of his mind; he's watching, the way he always does, feeling like a coiled spring. There's that, at least. The last thing he remembers from before is a full merging, confusion. The rain had stopped, but —
No use in dwelling, Samatoki. Genkei tells him. Get in there.
Samatoki hates feeling like he's obeying Genkei. It's more often than not simply an agreement, but trudging off towards the rest of the party and the fights still feels like he's trotting off to be a good boy.
He's found a drink, at least, keeping an eye on the fights towards the center. )
Fuck, what a match up. That kid's gonna get stomped.
( He'd bet on it, but he has more sense than to bet right now. Blood spills and he can smell it immediately, like incense to herald an offering.
The fighters in the center sure are good at putting on a show, even if the smaller of the oni is getting wrecked. Doesn't know when to quit, looks like. Someone near him, a little close; he regards them carefully. )
You a gambler or something?
ii. ) • RAISE SOME HELL.
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( He's had some drinks. Nothing Tamamo, but their spirits look pretty good compared to the Shuten fare, if he's being honest. Once he gets one of those in his hand, he finds he's liking it more than he thought he would.
So he sucks don one and then another, watching all the revelry around him carefully. Genkei's terribly quiet the more he drinks, which is ... odd, given how much he likes drinking.
He starts to feel a little fuzzy; dumb, eventually. Something's off here, but he doesn't mind it much. Maybe in the morning. He stumbles slightly, bodily into someone close. )
Ah — sorry, you okay?
( He sounds a bit too concerned. )
I didn't step on you, did I? This drink's ... stronger than I thought it'd be.
( But he's upright, still. No swaying or anything, not even slurring his speech. )
iii. ) • SWEET JACKET.
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( Hungover; head pounding, mouth dry. Samatoki sucks down water this time, nudging gently the person beside him who's on the same job. The guy with the jacket ahead of them, peacocking a bit with that obnoxious jacket. )
Something's up with this.
iv. ) • NIGHT PARADE.
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( Samatoki and Hizen haven't said a word to one another, but they're working in tandem; the oni at the taiyaki stand seems to be content to let the two youngbloods do all the work.
Once they're all done helping with some signage, their payment is a few taiyaki. He burns his mouth on it, swearing: )
Fuck. Why do I always do that.
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Which is better than being unarmed, to be quite honest.
He too manages to hurriedly step to the side, as it would be unfortunate if he got caught in the swiping of those claws. It is entirely possible he may sustain some clothing damage by the end of this, however. ]
Look at that, trouble almost immediately from the start. Let's just get this over with.
[ Immediately, Felix leaps into action, drawing the kind of blade he is relatively unused to in order to slash at the creature in front of them. ]</small.
sorry for the late reply! do you wan to skip past fight maybe? or
( There goes that Oni bloodlust.
Samatoki braces himself for impact when the assailant turns on him. He takes the hit, laughing through the pain. Swiping in turn, there's blood already. )
It's all good! Yeah, we can transition to post-fight. \o/
It seems that Samatoki possesses some skill. But...the laugh in the midst of it had also brought back some kind of unfortunate memories. Ones that he was not going to forget anytime soon.
But, whatever the case, the two of them have now currently managed to take down the oncoming assailants. So, as they're finishing up, Felix will sheathe his blade. ]
Hmph, what trash.
Did they honestly believe they had a fighting chance?
[ His tone is harsher, sharper now despite the fact the adrenaline is wearing off. ]
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( He flicks some blood off of his claws; definitely going to need a weapon of some sort. One that isn't a busted microphone.
He looks around then, seeing the jacket guy has absolutely taken off. )
... Fuckin' coward beat feet.
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Seriously? After all of that trouble, and he still runs off...
[ Honestly! ]
That fool isn't going to get far acting like a coward in a place like this.
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( Although it can be hard to find your way being a sneaky coward.
He flexes his claws, shakes them out, looks over the scene. )
Probably best to get outta here too.
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I wouldn't want to deal with anymore of those pathetic creatures.
[ Because that's what they are. Pathetic.
Well, whatever. It's all over and done with, which is what matters in the end. ]
I'm going to grab something to eat.
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( Said so casually. Even if he feels awkward asking, he knows the value of making connections in a place like this. )
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[ Felix doesn't care much about making connections, but he also doesn't care whether someone decides to come with him. It's not like the man he has been fighting with had acted as a nuisance. ]
Maybe there will be something that isn't trash around here.
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Samatoki follows Felix at the same clip, pulling out a cigarette and sticking it between his lips to light. Hopefully he doesn't mind. )
You explore much around here already or nah?
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I have, but not everywhere. And you?
[ They're in luck, at least. There's a stall which is nearby so Felix will start heading there as well. And as long as the smoke doesn't fly in his face Felix doesn't care, though he does throw him a brief look to examine the lighter because they don't have that on Fodlan. ]
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( He shakes the soft pack at Felix; an offering. He has no idea if this guy smokes or not, or even if they have similar smokeables where he comes from.
All the same, he takes a seat at the stall. The idea of ramen makes him feel a little ill, and for a moment he considers skipping out on it. The last place he was displaced at had a ramen stand with ... questionable meat.
He asks for takoyaki and tries to keep his face straight. )