WHO THE FUCK IS KISHITANI (
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jigokulogs2022-07-24 12:54 pm
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Who ⬤ ANYONE AND EVERYONE ❤️
What ⬤ Nishitani is throwing a party at the Anthurium penthouse to celebrate his promotion. Just pay the cover charge and you're in, no matter the faction!
When ⬤ July 24-28
Where ⬤ The penthouse of The Anthurium (Tamamo territory)
Content Warnings ⬤ DRUGS, SEX, BOOZE. Please tag your toplevels with appropriate warnings.
* Characters who are under 21 will have to bribe the guards to be let in, along with paying the cover charges.



🩳 POOLSIDE TREATS 👙
Lights, water, fun. Hop into the dazzling heated pool or lounge in the warm summer nights.
Hot tub available, private and tucked away for those looking for a more intimate experience.
Wait staff dodge between throngs of bodies, a live DJ is performing and the lightshow is impressive.
💊 DEN OF INIQUITY ❤️🔥
Any form of entertainment a Lost Soul could want can be found here:
Drugs, stardust, and moon mochi.
Craps, blackjack, and cho-han.
Strippers, hookers, and escorts.
🍸 FULL LIQUOR BAR 🍹
Fully stocked bar taking tap payments, manned by a troupe of haradashi who somehow do magic with a bottle.
Located on the second floor of the penthouse, the sounds of the party are quieter here, making for easy conversation.
The booths are comfortable, but the private rooms even more so. Tap payments to enter, and some rooms are even themed.
🏮 NEED SOMETHING MORE...? 🏮

Inari fox attendants are stationed about the penthouse, offering guests anything their heart may desire, for a reasonable fee.
Want something illicit you can't find anywhere else? Ask one of these foxes, they're sure to have some in supply.
What ⬤ Nishitani is throwing a party at the Anthurium penthouse to celebrate his promotion. Just pay the cover charge and you're in, no matter the faction!
When ⬤ July 24-28
Where ⬤ The penthouse of The Anthurium (Tamamo territory)
Content Warnings ⬤ DRUGS, SEX, BOOZE. Please tag your toplevels with appropriate warnings.
* Characters who are under 21 will have to bribe the guards to be let in, along with paying the cover charges.



Lights, water, fun. Hop into the dazzling heated pool or lounge in the warm summer nights.
Hot tub available, private and tucked away for those looking for a more intimate experience.
Wait staff dodge between throngs of bodies, a live DJ is performing and the lightshow is impressive.
Any form of entertainment a Lost Soul could want can be found here:
Drugs, stardust, and moon mochi.
Craps, blackjack, and cho-han.
Strippers, hookers, and escorts.
Fully stocked bar taking tap payments, manned by a troupe of haradashi who somehow do magic with a bottle.
Located on the second floor of the penthouse, the sounds of the party are quieter here, making for easy conversation.
The booths are comfortable, but the private rooms even more so. Tap payments to enter, and some rooms are even themed.

Inari fox attendants are stationed about the penthouse, offering guests anything their heart may desire, for a reasonable fee.
Want something illicit you can't find anywhere else? Ask one of these foxes, they're sure to have some in supply.

MAJIMA & EMILY
snakes & roses
He greets them with a wave and a kiss for each of them. ]
'Ey, look at ya...Dressed t' kill, ain't ya?
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mentally, she notes to bring him some of her hangover cure whenever he reemerges.]
It's good to meet with your approval. Having fun?
[she knows the answer, but it's polite to ask. the revelry is strong and will get stronger - who knows where the
night will end? ]
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He drops into a seat finally. This is probably the first time he's stopped all night...Perfect time for a cigarette. ]
Mm, sure am. Need a minute t' settle down...Night's still young, ya know?
[ He shrugs. ]
Guessin' ya ain't gonna be here long.
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[No one can say Childe hasn't put effort in. Light grey suit, burgundy shirt left partly unbuttoned and his hair half pushed back, he actually sort of look like he might belong in organised crime- or, come to think of it, a military outfit led by a god- rather than a juvenile detention centre for once. Neither is he looking for a fight. That said, no amount of power dressing can hide the playful glint in those dead eyes of his those, the mischievousness tilt of his lips.
While he drifts here and there throughout the evening, he first spends a little time by the pool, not so much because he feels like a dip- though if he'd known, he might have brought a change of clothes- but because it's already a hub of activity. Drink in hand, he sits at a small table to the side and, in between fleeting conversations, enjoys the Vibes.
That is, until he can't quite resist the temptation to act up. As usual, his Vision is clipped to his belt and it gives him away long before he himself does, though with the kaleidoscopic lighting, it might be hard to spot. Whoever Childe's target is, whether they're simply relaxing nearby or looking for a seat, they might catch a glimpse of him pretending to roll his shoulders-
His Vision glows. He quirks a hand.
Water sprays over the edge of the pool in the same way it might if someone had just dive-bombed into it, showering the unlucky bystander. Whoops.]
ii. sos
[After the hellish hangover of the week before, Childe's taking it easy on the drinks tonight. He's already moved on to virgin cocktails and, at present, is struggling through both a glass of unexpectedly carbonated water and an unwanted conversation. Somehow, he's been locked into what feels like an unending explanation of pachinko machine maintenance courtesy of a tipsy casino floor manager and every time he tries to bow out, he ends up dragged back in. There's only so much "mmm"ing and nodding he can do before he loses patience- which is why his expression turns downright revalatory when he spots an escape.
Without warning, he reaches out, claps another party-goer on the arm as they pass by and produces his most charming smile. Does he know them? Maybe. Does he care? Absolutely not.]
There you are! I've been looking for you all night, you know- didn't you promise me a dance?
[Mr. Pachinko won't see it while Childe's back is turned to him but all the charisma in the world couldn't hide the gently pleading look in his eyes. Save me before I drown this guy in the pool.]
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[ He's here for a refill, not to get roped into gladhanding whoever might want his attention. There's a strip poker game going on downstairs and that's where he wants to be. Given that Nishitani is wearing a casual suit for the party, he's not exactly looking to be recognized beyond having drinks bought for him. ]
[ The moment Childe touches him, Nishitani goes to pull away before seeing who it is. ]
[ The expressions that pass his face are instant: distaste at being touched, amusement at who reached out, then delight at seeing why. Blood in the water, and Nishitani is a shark. Some saviour. ]
Chi-chan, I thought you'd ducked out. [ Nishitani obviously leers over Childe, making no efforts to hide the attention. ] I told you begging suited you, baby.
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So he goes all in.]
You weren't avoiding me, were you, Зайчик?
[Ignoring the bewildered silence of the man behind him- well, something good's come out of all of this- Childe steps forward and drapes his arm across Nishitani's shoulder. A spurned lover's pout replaces his smile- but the grip he has on him is like iron.]
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Easy. [Calmly, he hooks a finger beneath Nishitani's chin, lifts it and bites down on his lower lip. Hard enough to sting but light enough to merely serve as a warning.] We have company.
[At least, they did. Mr. Pachinko has already slunk off, probably because he's far too drunk to deal with this shit.]
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[ while childe may be sticking to virgin drinks, ryouma is... not. he's lost track of how much drinking he's done at this point, but it's enough to be noticeable. if he's supposed to look more dignified because of his job, he's not doing that either. ryouma is here to have a good time!! it's safe to say he's willing to go along with your little game, childe. ]
Well, either way, ya got my attention.
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Do you really not remember? I'm hurt. [aaand he locks his arm firmly around ryouma's there is no escaping now] Come on, let's go.
[He throws Mr. Pachinko a winsome smile over his shoulder, completely cold to the look of confusion on his face. Thankfully, he's too drunk to notice his insincerity.]
Splendid talking to you! I never realised that so much went into pin maintenance.
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Aw. Lemme make it up t' ya then!
[ ryouma has no idea who mr. pachinko is or what "pin maintenance" involves, but he waves at the poor guy enthusiastically with the hand not attached to the arm childe is holding onto. ]
Yer friend gonna be upset I'm stealin' ya away?
[ it's debatable who is stealing who here, but if there was any question, ryouma definitely didn't notice the way childe was suffering in the conversation he was trapped in at all. ]
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Regardless, he misses his chance to hear anything about it from the man himself. Childe is steering Ryouma away before either of them can say a word more- so yes, he's definitely the one doing the stealing here.]
Hm? He'll get over me. [He grins and, while not letting go just yet, loosens his hold on the other man's arm once they're out of sight.] I haven't seen you in a while. How are you enjoying your new found fame?
[Infamy? Both, really.]
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[ Dancing isn't really her thing. She only ended up watching for a bit before wandering off. Eventually she finds herself at the bar. Her usual is quite a bit more plain than what she's seeing here. The colorful drinks catch her attention. She stops to watch one being made and served to someone seated at one of the bar stools as she makes herself comfortable atop the next one over. ]
What's that?
2. Something's Missing
[ Once she finds the hot tub she can't resist. Her dress and swimsuit all come off and she gets right in. Just the thing for sore muscles. She could soak here for hours. She's barely settled in but when she looks around she realizes her clothes they aren't where she left them. Could one of the staff have moved them when she turned her back? Or it could be that someone's messing with her. She leans over the edge and calls out. ]
Hey! Have you seen my swimsuit?
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② POOLSIDE
shots
[ Playful and said just moments before downing the sake placed in front of him. ]
If yer gonna drink, ya better be able t' hold it better'n that!
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[ he fully intends to do his best to keep up even though he knows he always has to tap out early. plus, he thinks he has an edge because he recently got his servant powers back.
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[ Izō claps him on the back with a grin. ]
So, c'mon, prove it -- prove that this ain't nothin'!
[ Keep the booze coming, Ryouma. ]
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[ ryouma has no actual expectations of the sort, but he'll joke about it anyway because flirting with izō is fun. he pours for them both and keeps it nearby because he's sure to need to again sooner than later. ]
But yeah, jus' you wait, I'll prove it to ya!
[ not that he has any idea what the criteria are, but no one can say he didn't try!
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[ 2. Gambling ]
[ 3. Bar ]
[ 4. Wildcard ]
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I'm not usually much one for swimming but I wouldn't mind if someone went with me.
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Izō chokes back his immediate reaction, aside from the blush across his cheeks, and gets up. The appraising look he gives her isn't subtle. ]
Well, I ain't gonna say no to a lady like ya invitin' me.
[ So far so good on not blurting out anything embarrassing. ]
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This should be alright here.
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[ He's had his hands on her before and he wants to have them on her again. Her body is just so enticing presented like this. So he puts an arm around her waist. ]
I'll make sure no one else lays a hand on ya.
[ Because he'll be doing that plenty if she lets him. ]
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