[open] would you let me in

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Majima & Open
What ⬤ July 2022 Substories + Etc
Content Warnings ⬤ Cross dress, violence, alcohol, mental illness, probably smut somewhere.

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SUBSTORY | Swipe Left... Again?

[no_kyouken]

📲 MAJIMA (GOROMI)

SUBSTORY | MR. LIBIDO (cw: mention of torture)

[no_kyouken]

[ Majima has been surprisingly mellow with the local Mr. Libido. Honestly, when he'd been a prisoner in Sotenbori the mostly-naked weirdo was one of the few people he could really talk to about things like desire. Something that had been starved and beaten out of him. It was weird and probably not appropriate in public, but it had been a connection anyway.

So he is being far too indulgent with this guy, which is how he ends up put on the spot: ]

Well, Majima-san, what's your type then?

[ Things have changed a little bit since the last time he was asked this question and his face flushes slighty. ]

I mean...

[ He hedges, trying to get out of it. ]

SUBSTORY | TIME CONSUMING

[no_kyouken]

[ He was the one who sold that fucking watch. Listen. He gave the man money for rent and he comes back with a diamond-encrusted watch? Majima couldn't have rolled his good eye harder or taken that thing to the pawn shop faster to recoup his money. Fuck.

He assumed that was that, but now he's spotted the bling, ]

Uh. Where'd ya pick up a piece like that?

[ Can't this damn thing just go away? ]

[swordofhisou]

[Blink blink. Oh, she'd seen this guy on the network somewhere hadn't she? Or at the beach. She wasn't sure. But as she'd been admiring the watch for a moment, she paused and turned to look at him.]

Would you believe me if I said I found it in the dumpster?

[...uh, she might have actually found it in a dumpster. But she wouldn't admit to actually having been dumpster diving, looking for stardust.]

[no_kyouken]

[ He chokes on a laugh. Yeah, well. That's where the stupid thing deserves to be. He deeply isn't concerned about things and has been clear about it several times to the watch's actual owner. ]

Sure would.

[ Poetic justice. ]

SUBSTORY | IN THE STARS (CHIJOKU) (cw: mentions of cannibalism)

[no_kyouken]

(( Majima is possessed by an Uwabami (snake) from Slumscape. )))

[ The Stardust is too tasty a snack for this gluttonous snake to pass up. He asks Majima politely for the use of his body and knows that Majima is enough of a mood to not want to be there. He hands over control readily and disappears into the dark, warm recesses of their inner coils to just be alone.

And the snake jaunts out into town. He knows the address of a certain butcher and has the cash to bring home a dinner for himself and a very special someone.

He is also looking to purchase anyone's already collected Stardust. ]

If you don't mind.

[ The snake smiles, all fang; a little cold, a little threatening.

When he is not preparing for this very important dinner date, Chijoku is — as always — to be found in the bar later, drinking past the tab he can pay and not really having a care in the world.

Come buy him a drink! When he's sauced he's a little more friendly. Sometimes. ]

hi honey

[medicative]

[the Stardust has them in a bolder mood. they don't need to ask, they merely layer their whole self over Emily, and let her go to sleep, convincing her it's for the best. and that means when Chijoku shows his face, it's Hibiki who will greet him, all sharp smiles and wings and inhuman affection.]

Apologies for my absence as of late. That rain was...troublesome.

[enough to make them bury their head for a month.]

my love

[no_kyouken]

[ He smiles at them with stupid affection. Chijoku isn't interested in human things, what Hibiki is suits him just fine. He appreciates their sharp pieces and their esoteric wisdom and their smoky incense and feathers. ]

Did you scare her, huddling up like that?

[ His sympathy for Emily is only about quarter genuine, he doesn't have genuine sympathy for much of anything. He lifts the bag of goodies instead. Meat and stardust and sake. ]

She'll get over it.

[ His smile spreads. ]

GENERAL | SNAKE TRAINING (text/whatever)

[no_kyouken]

[ the link is to an unlisted helltube video entitled 'snake training' and it's making its way around, especially through the shutens.

the contents are a grainy video from the early morning trainings at the arena, darker and quieter than when they have main events going on. There's murmuring about the snake going up against toraguma from the sidelines and then there it is: majima versus the oni boss. ]

GENERAL | WHERE IS MAJIMA (❗ negative interaction warning)

[no_kyouken]

[ He is doing his best to keep it together in front of the new Shutens, but Majima is... not doing all right. What happened during the curse lingers on him, painful secrets exposed in places he wasn't ready to expose them. While the turf war may have been put aside, he's not entirely pleased with the results even if Shuten came out with everything they asked for. He's also recently learned some interesting tidbits... about his own future. The pills are hard to swallow and he is angry, in piercing emotional pain.

He is not an emotionally intelligent man. Pulling these many different emotions apart to examine is entirely too much for him when the pain is still fresh. He's vibrating with spiteful, snappish energy.

You will find him most often at the Arena, practicing mostly with the oni. He's gotten much stronger recently, and he can play much rougher with the other yokai. If you want to take a turn with him... he'll agree, but be wary. He's not pulling any punches.

You can also find him in the Shuten neighborhoods, doing collections and walk throughs. If oyu know him, you may notice that he is a bit more vicious than usual with the people who owe them money. He doesn't have any patience for bullshit and his anger is palpable. It's making the business owners sweat. He smashed up a lot of shit while the turf war was still in play, and they don't want their shop to meet the end of his baseball bat.

In general, he is around... but you probably don't want to bump into him. ]

[mindthebass]

(he shouldn't live around here, but he does... as lowkey as someone like him can get, with the blue hair and the piercings, exactly the reason why he's got a hoodie covering his face, a cap, and the chain that connects his earring to his lip adornment isn't hanging. he definitely doesn't belong here, with the beefy types and yakuza feel, when he's as skinny and as soft as they come.

and unfortunately, he bumps into this man, the angry aura pretty much leaking from the other and -- well, shit.)

Sorry.

Arena

[shrieking_violet]

[ Chris isn't going a round with Majima. Hell, he could probably break her nose by looking at her really hard like this.

...he's strong. Maybe she's not the only person here who's just a 'human', and feeling inadequate isn't new either, but the level of strength some people here have is overwhelming. They assigned her to a clan that uses power to solve their problems, in a place where the weapon she uses just doesn't seem to exist.

They didn't even learn that much unarmed combat. Some of them could manage, but if you had to fistfight a dragon you were already dead. Now she watches, curious and obviously frustrated and desperately praying that she's not going to be stuck needing power to earn the chance for more power. ]

⭐ HARU

[no_kyouken]

[ He's not in the best mood he's ever been in, but his sense of duty towards the new Shutens is enough to power him through. Even if it might not be the best first impression of him anyone's ever had... Majima is pretty easy to recognize when he shows up at the housing: he's the big snake guy with the eye patch. He sits down in the somewhat raggedy common area of the shared housing and instructs someone else to go let Haru know that he's around. He'll assuredly have lit a cigarette by the time she appears.

They... don't allow women into the yakuza in Tokyo. He especially doesn't really know what to do with the pack of teenage girls they've taken on this time around. But it's not up to him who comes in and he'll do his best to just do right by the girls too. He glances up wearily, ]

Hey. Ya got a tie picked out, or we practicin' with mine?

[ It's not the same silk tie his girlfriend bought for him, that was recently burned up in an apartment fire. But he did his best to replace it. ]

Arena-sorry I am so late!

[himbosupreme]

[It had been awhile since Cain had a fight with another willing opponent that made him excited, but he'd met Majima on the beach, one thing led to another, and Cain had agreed to a match with him at some unspecified date.

In fact, he'd asked so after Cain had talked about how he wasn't human and some of the fights he'd been in. He's a little bit more confident now that he has his preferred sword back, and Majima really seemed like he needed to let off some steam.

So now he's at the Arena, looking at his opponent from the outside.]

Hey! You wanted to train?

GENERAL | WHERE IS GOROMI

[no_kyouken]

[ She's not out much. She's not doing shifts at any of the clubs at the moment, much to the disappointment to her modest but loyal group of regulars. She just doesn't have it in her to pretend presently, and despite the Stardust would certainly say that joy is in short supply.

But she does make it out one evening, dressed without much flare for a high maintenance snake lady such as herself. She's just seated herself at a picnic table on one of the prettier walks along the river. She's mostly just sitting by herself, eating takoyaki and watching either the river of the pedestrians in mournful quiet. Eventually she sits smoking a cigarette and just watching the streaks of falling Stardust... ]

WILDCARDS

[no_kyouken]

⭐ Hey, whatever else! Go for it!

⭐ JULIETTA 🔞

[no_kyouken]

[ Sparring practice was a little rougher than it usually is. Nothing alarming, but he's pushing her more this week, brushing off the bite of the metal she flings at him without much notice. She should be pleasantly bruised and exhausted by the time he's done with her. He smiles at her, charming and rakish and self-satisfied. ]

That do it for ya?

[ He knows the answer though, knows he's teasing, and is there to follow her back to where she's staying. He picks her up as soon as they're in the door and kisses her deeply. ]

⭐ EMILY

[no_kyouken]

[ He is not sure he can actually relax for this spa trip. He has a perpetual pounding headache lately, and just feels sour and moody. He barely wants to be around anyone because he can feel the razor edge of his snappishness. But when it was put to him that Emily won't go without you he had to relent. They can't use each other as excuses not to relax. So he scuffs his shoe on the pavement while he waits outside, a cigarette drooping from his lip. ]

⭐ MATOBA

[no_kyouken]

[ He's a little bit wary of approaching Matoba. The onymouji in Hakagemachi had been enough of a pain without now literally volunteering himself to be experimented on. Chijoku feels similarly, but if he can't stop the mirror spirits from taking advantage of Majima's weak self-perceptions... Well, they'll have to try something else and this is the avenue in front of them.

So Majima shows up, sitting down to smoke while he waits. He's a pretty distinct person: over six feet tall, eyepatch, long hair, and half a snake. Fangs, scales, tail, yellow slit eye. His humanity has definitely been compromised. What can you do, though. ]

⭐ AKIYAMA

[no_kyouken]

[ Majima sends a text this time. Wanna talk to ya, don't make me come get ya. Not the most friendly, but maybe his mood will be improved if you show up where he suggests! He'd definitely recommend trying it out.

He's calm at the hole-in-the-wall bar that he indicated, alert to Akiyama's arrival. His yellow eye follows him in across the room. There's a whole table between them, is that a reassurance or a potential weapon now that Majima is in the oni strength class? Well. Majima is calm enough, relaxed back into the booth. ]

Got a favor t'ask.

⭐ GOJYO

[no_kyouken]

[ If Gojyo was expecting the usual exhausted and dour Majima... He's getting something else. The snake has a nasty smile on his face, cheerful for the prospect of violence. A knifelike mania, coolly controlled but visibly razor sharp. ]

There he is.

[ There are always oni attendants and fighters around the Arena, Majima seems to know them all now. He's been down here a lot lately. They look up at Gojyo with curiosity, can't tell just from looking at him if he's strong enough to handle what they've been witnessing out of the snake the past month. Some bets are going to be made.

Majima loosens his tie. ]

This is gonna be fun, Gojyo.

⭐ DANTE

[no_kyouken]

[ Majima's outward facade is one of snappish independence. He's not quick to accept help, puts himself out front to take care of things and assist others. He's not one to give ground, preferring to fight things out than talk.

He's a different beast when he isn't putting on a show for the public. Like a feral cat, he may have been curiously reserved the first few times he hung around Dante's place, but now that it's familiar he's happy to take advantage of it. He's needier than he pretends, or maybe even all the more needy because of how much time he spends pretending to be a pillar for other people. He gets boneless and close when they're alone. All he really seems to want is to rest his head on Dante's chest or shoulder, bask in the half-demon's heat, and just be comfortable that nothing is being asked of him.

It's comfortable enough that he's decided to forego the eyepatch. He very definitively doesn't let people see him like that, it's really just his roommate who has seen it the most. But he trusts Dante not to stare at him. He still hesitates a step as he comes back out of the bathroom. It is an ugly scar. The eye was cut out of his head with a naked tanto blade, and then the wound was left to fester on its own in the dark of the black site. It's gnarled and still various shades of purple. It's only a few years old, it will take many more before it settles into just silvery white scar tissue.

He hesitates a step as he comes back out of the bathroom, but he already thought about this and decided, so he just keeps himself moving. He comes back to the bed and slides back in to the spot he likes along Dante's side. He doesn't expect to be grilled, but no questions at all is probably unrealistic. So, he tilts his head to get Dante into frame with his good eye and waits. ]

end of august.

[medicative]

[she does not demand a meeting with Majima, having to move forth in official capacity. she requests one with an invitation, routed through the proper channels. formal, polite - every bit as practiced. and though her rank isn't equal, she knows she speaks with Ryouma's implied weight behind her. that, and she knows she's not going to be rejected out of hand for it.

the meeting place she chooses is a simple office from one of her fellow Alliance members who owes her a favor. it's clean, quiet, and she took pains that no one will be listening in unduly. the tea is fresh, and she pours his cup for him - will light his cigarette too, for the show of respect it is. she has to be good with this, because the understanding is unspoken.

do not let me off easy.]

⭐ EMILY

[no_kyouken]

[ A minute, Goromi says. She just needs a minute to run inside a shop and talk to a man about a dress. It kind of looked like a dress shop, there were things in the window that kind of gave that impression. Most of them lace. The interior of the shop is... classic, at first blush. Like an Edwardian sitting room, with framed art and lots of pretty painted china pieces to serve tea with. It's just that over in the corner is an very beautiful woman posed like a Greek statue and wearing nothing but rope. There are people on the couches around her, talking and having tea service. The music piped in through hidden speakers is lovely and pleasant.

Goromi reappears from some back room, having promised she would be quick. ]

All right, we can go-- Em?

[ Hello, sweetheart? Can you hear me? Earth to Emily? ]

[medicative]

[it's a beautiful place, she thinks, and almost vaguely familiar with the style. Emily's happy to wait as long as needed for Goromi to run her errands, it's the time spent that matters. and then she sees her, posed and serene, a contrast to the bondage on her skin, the exposure of the setting. it, in its own way, is beautiful, though it must hold her so tight, restrained and pulled into the right direction. yet the model looks as if she would never move a muscle, and it makes Emily think. rigidity and form, elegance and control, and how would it feel, on the skin, but no razor teeth of wire to injure and draw blood. just the idea-

Goromi's voice cuts through, and Emily starts, instantly blushes a little, embarrassed to be caught staring with such focus. the expression was probably similar to seeing someone enraptured by a gown of a cut they'd never seen before, wonder at an idea.]

You're already done? That was swift.

[they can go, and the idea will pass through her mind to be examined and considered, and then placed away in its own file. neat.]