[ OPEN ] trust in me

[kaientai]

Who ⬤ Sakamoto Ryouma + others!
What ⬤ Ryouma has more business meetings...
When ⬤ the end of June and throughout July
Where ⬤ his office + wherever else around the city!
Content Warnings ⬤ None at the moment! Will add if anything comes up.

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end of june.

[medicative]

[at one point in the last week of June, Ryouma gets a text from a less than familiar number.]

un: emilydyer

Mr. Sakamoto, I was wondering if you might be available any upcoming night. Now that the city is no longer engulfed in a curse, I've been wondering if we might have a discussion. Nothing so personal as last time.

you know... ;)

[bratherine]

( Oh, look, Ryouma's conveniently left the window to his office open. Isn't that kind of him? It gives Kate an incredibly easy way in from the route she used to get there in the first place. )

You hungry?

( You owe her pizza, weird dude. )

early July; Tengu Temple

[worldbent]

[Things moved along so quickly in the realm of ayakashi, despite how drawn out their existences were. Such excitement all the time.]

[Matoba has a length of one temple veranda set up as a target range, today; it was a modest request he'd made to the groundskeepers, when his arm had healed enough from his gun wounds that he could practice the bow again, and he had been working for the temple talisman-sellers long enough to get to know the staff. Sixty meters between the deck and the targets. It was simple enough for a daily routine.]

[On this day, he had sent one of his shiki to deliver an invitation. It really had been far too long at this point since he could discuss internal matters safely, and with all the things that had come to light since the curse was dispelled, he would be remiss not to reach out. His last promotion had only just been delivered by phone in the last week, with the Daitengu still on bedrest, along with those who had been present at the Tower. But Matoba was never one to dally.]

[He raises his bow, attended by two other shiki; one is handing him arrows from his quiver and the other is retrieving them where they land in the target at the end of the long yard. The release of an arrow has just sounded through the echo of the hall with a solid 'thunk' as he senses the other man's approach.]

I'm glad you received my letter, [Matoba comments, without looking away from his mark. Three centimeters left of center; tsk.] How are you feeling after all of that, Sakamoto-san?

first couple days of july, waves hand

[breweries]

[ business has been booming in hemlock, especially after the repairs and the continual blessing tenkohime places upon it. shylock may be busy than ever, but he's never the type to get tired out at all... especially when old and familiar faces start popping up unannounced. ]

Mr. Rider. It has been quite a while, hasn't it.

[ a serene smile graces his features once he locks eyes with the sutoku man, gesturing towards an empty seat at the counter right in front of him. it felt like it's been ages since the sewers, and with the turf war, peace talks and haniwa matters keeping the both of them busy, shylock hadn't had the chance to strike up a conversation with ryouma since then.

so, you know. he is rather delighted to meet the guy. ]

Do sit down for a spell. You look like you've seen much better days.

[ did he ]

text un: cainknightley

[himbosupreme]

[He would be getting this text some time after the Toraguma did his bit on the network. Don't ask how he got the number (it was Kate)]

I apologize for this coming out of nowhere, since I haven't had a chance to meet you yet.

I am Cain Knightley, a sergeant for the Enma Department. I saw the Lord Toraguma's post about this deal he has with you and the alliance and I am worried for your safety. Are you okay?