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[OPEN] retired old man... or is it?

Who ⬤ Norimune and you!
What ⬤ March catch-all with Substories. Contact me for custom starters!
When ⬤ Throughout March.
Where ⬤ Around Jigoku-cho.
Content Warnings ⬤ None that I can think of.

► Doms Wanted! (First 2 people tagged in only)
[When the club came calling for help, he decided why not? Earning favours, meeting people, it's all a potential start to new connections. Even if he never meet them again in the future, the experience and information may prove helpful. How is any of this related to training this club's doms?

Probably not much, but it might be fun. After their employer, the one responsible for the request, went off handle business. Which is for the best, as these doms in training look practically nervous. The only ones in this room is Norimune, the other person he's paired with for this task, and the doms they're supposed to help train.]

Well... Since your superior isn't watching, tell me what's the problem.

"Um, that is..."

[He waits for them to speak, but they still haven't gotten the words out. Oh dear. He snap his fan shut, the sound seemingly loud in this quiet room. Norimune gives them a smile, yet it's clear he's being serious.]

If you won't tell me, you can show me your techniques if that's easier. Then we might be able to help you.

[Norimune's tone is even, yet the implication is right there. Don't waste his time. These doms gulp, looking at each other and back at their "teachers". One of them look at the other person beside Norimune, hoping they'll be more... nicer?]

(OOC: The doms' personal failings are up to us. Feel free to add anything for the other dom in training if you want.)

► Look at this sweet jacket
[Norimune have been watching the poor man being attacked, who's yelling at the hashihime for it. It's apparently not this man's fault for wearing such a sweet jacket and they're just jealous! Which promptly get wet rocks thrown at him by the hashihime.]

Oh dear, whatever shall we do?

[He haven't even step in yet! Fine, he'll walk over to talk with the poor man.. Who is trying to avoid the rocks and anything the hashihime throws at him. Maybe one of them is an object that hit innocent passerby?]

Would you mind explaining what's going on? This racket might disturb someone's peaceful walk.

[He proceed to receive the young man's passionate rant about the INJUSTICE of it all, and how the hashihime are just being HATERS over his sweet jacket! Norimune listens to it all, and it seems like the poor man isn't going to stop anytime soon.

That won't stop the hashihime from trying to throw more things at the man. How many pebbles are there in the water??]

Oh dear, watch out for those.

"Ow! Hey!"

► Welcome to the Night Parade (Route Planning)
[The Night Parade. Such a grand and boisterous affair he heard of in stories. Unfortunately, he's stuck helping out with the preparations. Among other things, one of his tasks is to help with the route planning. With a map in hand, Norimune and his partner went off to check the locations and paths. Maybe by seeing the places in person, they can plot out a route to perfectly spread out the cheer and energy of the Night Parade.]

Hm, which way should it go after this point?

[Left? Right? Forward? Around them are others making their own preparations, setting up stalls and markers along the streets.]

► Wild Card
[Norimune is in the Department of the Enma, if anyone want to deal with that, such as fellow Enma people.

Got your own scenario? Bring it here. Plotting comment over here, or hit me up via PMs/

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[ The stare he gets says it all. Those eyes full of hope, looking for some kind and understanding soul to shelter them from Norimune's stern demeanor.

A pity. The one they're seeking refuge in is leagues worse.

Oh, but J can play at sympathetic. The bleeding-heart who will side with these sniveling good for nothings, who can't even dish out a little tough love with a few whips, chains and other more barbed devices. What have they been saddled with, a pair of Mother Theresas? ]

Now, now. You can't go putting someone on the spot like that when they must feel humiliated enough.

[ He's had his fill of observing. All this chitchat is downright droning. So his antsy hands get busy. The demon makes himself comfortable, leaning in behind the nearest employee to drape his arms around their shoulders. Doesn't he look protective and the man safer from Norimune's lecture when he's in J's arms?

If they jolt in surprise or shiver at the intrusion of their personal space, that only leads to piquing his interest. And a tightened grip. ]

Just think- The poor things were found lacking once, already. Then were called in for re-training. Who wouldn't feel like a miserable failure after all that?

[ The derision is barely there then gone in an instant. Forgotten as a hand moves to stroke down his target's chest. And as he meets Norimune's eyes.]

But I think we can find an easy solution to this.

[He could be nicer, but only if he feels like it. Or likes the other person. Unfortunately, these nervous "students" of theirs haven't rouse his interest yet. Norimune glances over to watch J, watching him move and getting closer to one of them. Oh?]

Pray tell, what kind of solution do you have in mind? I'm a little curious to hear.

[He says, leaning forward slightly. He taps the tip of his fan to his chin, as he looks at J with curiosity in his eyes.]

Depending on what it is, we might start them off with it.

[And maybe these employees might become fun and interesting... if it's within their capabilities. The one in J's arms looks between them, wondering exactly what's going to happen next. As well as what that "easy solution" might be.]

Ain't the point to go forward?

( He points, helpfully. )

I didn't know parades needed the last detail planned on 'em. Why not just wing that shit.

[ He expects the suggestion to get cut down at once. When it's not, a part of him grows a little more curious over the man joining him tonight. How intriguing. Not everyone would be open to ideas offered by a stranger in a sex club. Places like this tend to make outsiders guarded. Not that he's complaining. ]

We could interrogate these two until we're blue in the face, but I double it'll get us far.

[ J has something better in store for them. Although anything sounds more fun than waiting for these shrinking violets to muster up the courage to perform. Or God forbid, blatter on about the real issues behind their lacking performance. That could take ages! Time he doesn't have the patience to spend when there's nothing in it for him. ]

Heaven knows if they could manage to explain the reason for their- [ Wait for it. ] shortcomings.

[ The club's helpless employee looks bewildered at this turn of events. As he breaks out into a cold sweat he gapes stupidly between the two in charge. He should say something, but the words don't come out. It's too hard to settle on anything when he can't understand what these men have in store for him. ]

I propose we give them a demonstration, instead. Show them the proper way of doing things.

[ There are soft hushing sounds whispered in his captive's ear, but his eyes stay on Norimune the whole time. ]

If they've been struggling because of nerves, a taste of exposure therapy will do wonders. And if it's a matter of inexperience, then they'll have no excuses after getting the benefit of a little hands-on education.

[ here is someone trying to mind his own business. six is simply trying to get to someplace else when the racket over by the bridge draws his attention. with both ears perked up, he can figure out the basics: something about how youkai are attacking a man over his jacket? a ridiculous notion.

it's one he would have ignored too, if it weren't for the fact that one of the rocks nearly hit him square on the face. luckily, six's reflexes haven't dulled one bit and he manages to dodge it. ]

... Hey. Someone will get hurt if you're not careful.

[ who is he admonishing? it's hard to tell. ]

[ Whenever it will be a good enough time to go home, Shizuka will take the chance. Konoha is loud and the other Lost Souls are obnoxious, so she steps out of it to find some place where she can hear her thoughts. Hands massaging her temples, she groans and takes a seat right next to some parked motorcycles. She can't even find a place to properly sit on, any surface would do, even if it's awkward to do so when she has a long and unique katana on her hip ]

Is it time to leave yet?

[ She asks rhetorically. It helps to speak and think out loud when the gaudy music from the club is still ringing in her skull ]

If it's like any other spectacle, I would expect the crowd to be loud and lively.

[He looks at the sides of the streets, where the pavements are. As well as what's beyond them. At this particular area, there are some stands being set up. Most likely to sell souvenirs and food on that night.]

If it's me, I'd like the parade to be seen by as many people as possible. Not only that, but they would eventually need to turn around a corner.

Right.

[Dazai is loitering more than actively participating in the preparations, but his answer comes swiftly and decisively.]

We've been going through the same territory long enough, haven't we? If we don't switch it up soon, someone's going to feel offended.

[Maybe that's true; maybe he's just assuming. Either way, it's pretty solid in theory.]

[Hearing a familiar sounding voice, Norimune glances over and see who it is. He gives a quick wave at him.]

Hello! I'm sorry for interrupting your walk... [Is he? Hm.] ... but as you can see, there's a bit of a trouble here.

[That "bit" being the man being targeted by thrown, wet rocks.]

"It's not a BIT, they're just hating!"

[As lively as the party can get, even Norimune need a break from the chaos. After he exchange his greetings and excusing himself, he step outside into the cool, open air. Compared to the crowds dancing and partying inside the building, the outside feels blissfully cool. He took in a deep breath, fanning himself with his fan. With a casual glance around, he spy a woman with a katana at her hip.]

Do you want to leave, miss?

[Norimune answers aloud, as he slowly walks over to her in clear view. Like her, he also carry a katana by his side, its sheath decorated with his personal crest.]

[He looks at the map again, his eyes looking over it. This time, he's comparing routes so far to the territory they're in. Norimune gives a thoughtful hum.]

Indeed, we do. If we turn right, it shouldn't take long to enter the next territory. They might appreciate having the chance to see the parade.

[Assuming nothing happens on the night itself. But they'll worry about that IF it happens. He looks up at Dazai.]

Are you familiar with that area?

[Something will definitely happen. Maybe it will be big and disastrous, and maybe it won't amount to much, but happen, it will; Dazai can feel it in his bones. Maybe he's new to this place, but the importance of the event, the way people are talking about it, and also the way that total newbies seem to be doing a fair share of the organizing, in spite of lacking authority all over - each and every one of these points seem to indicate trouble.

Maybe he's just being a little paranoid, though. It is hell; he'll be disappointed if it doesn't surprise him.]

A little bit! [He's not super familiar, but he's taken his time walking around, getting an idea of the place.] How about you?

They're hating...?

[ what is this language. six takes a moment to understand what the man meant but it doesn't look like he is going to get any sort of elaboration. quietly, he sighs and crosses the remaining distance between himself and norimune. ]

Who caused trouble first?

[ after all, there are always two sides to a story. the man with the sweet jacket, however, huffs and just goes hey! at six's implication. ]

Yes. But I don't think they'll allow me to.

[ She sighs. This is a part of the job, after all, even if it's partying and wasting precious time. She notices him - the katana on his hip, the fan in his hand. She wonders if the sword is a provided one by the faction or something he came with. Either way, that earns Norimune some of her good graces ]

They didn't even tell us how long we're supposed to stay here.

[He listens to the other's proposal, quietly and politely. After all, it's only polite to let one side have their say in full. As long it's not boring or bothersome, Norimune is willing to give the plan a try.

Norimune smiles widely once he heard the proposal.]

A practical demonstration, of course! I do prefer that method, since I believe some lessons can only be learned that way.

[It's no different from sparring. The mind might be willing, but can the body keep up? Or their nerves need to be broken in with experience. It's what these employees deserve, if they won't express themselves. Clear communication is quite important.]

They do say the first step was always the hardest.

[Norimune bring his folded fan to touch the poor employee's chin, who looks upward in response. Whose heart is definitely pounding hard right now. He didn't even try to lift it up.]

So let's help them with that first step, with a clear demonstration for their benefit.

I was hoping you'd say that.

[ It's sensible for attention to direct itself to the employees they've been roped into training. It's even more reasonable to believe he was suggesting they demonstrate their techniques using the inept Doms. But what's practical has very little sway over his decisions when a particular mood strikes, leading J in another direction.

No, tonight the paths all lead to the curious man joining him in tonight's escapade. ]

Only, I think there's a teensy detail of my plan you've misunderstood.

[ Changing course, the hand pressing over an increasingly thumping heart stills, then doubles back to trail upward to cradle his Dom's jaw. When he catches the man's chin and turns it back to face him, J finally flicks his eyes down to study the floundering would-be Dom, with a scrutinizing glance. ]

I want the amateurs to sit back and observe what's being taught.

[ He parts ways from the prop of a man who'd been held so tenderly just a moment ago. Cast aside for more intriguing prospects that he reaches for with an outstretched hand.

J curls fingers around Norimune's closed fan in order to draw it away from the Dom's personal space and back into its owner's. Once the fan settles against Norimune's chest he tries to drag it lower. ]

While you and I put on a little show, all for them.

[Just being allowed to help with the route planning sticks out to Norimune, who is still relatively new here. He wonders why. The pressure of doing well? The lack of authority and relative organisation? Or maybe a test of their capabilities?]

Nope, not yet! I don't think I explore that particular area yet. Perhaps you can take the lead for a bit?

Now, now, we're all in this together~

[Dazai will take the lead, actually; that's fine. But he refuses to acknowledge taking sole responsibility here, because what if there is a disaster here? It's not that he's afraid of the "professional" consequences, but he really, really, really doesn't need the hassle.]

[At Six's question, the young man immediately launch into his highly emotional explanation (?). Norimune quietly take a step back, to allow... Six the full pleasure of hearing it all.]

"That's what I'm sayin' man! I was just minding my own business, enjoying my walk when THEY start attacking me! It's clearly because they're hating on my sweet jacket!"

[Well, that's one way of guessing what happened. Another rock get thrown in their direction with startling accuracy. Norimune didn't get hit, but he's been observing both the young man and the increasingly annoyed hashihime.]

"-Hey!"

How dreadful. How will we resolve this?

[He asks, looking over at Six.]

[From the sound of it, it seems like she's not exactly an outgoing type. He wonders if that's all she is, or there might be more underneath. Nothing a friendly chat can't help with.]

It's a party, after all. I take it we can have fun and mingle until they need to close.

[And how long will that be? He wouldn't be surprised if the party goes until morning.]

It doesn't mean we have to stay all the time. You may stay and enjoy yourself however you like in there.

I know~ I always thought younger people like you love taking charge, no?

[Yes, he can and will take the lead if he have to. He's just an tired old man, he rather let the youngsters and their high energy do the work. Norimune will follow after Dazai, looking around as they do.

Checking the area, how much space or potential hiding spots, so many things to account for!]

( Something's been bugging Samatoki about this, but he hasn't said anything. Still, the fact that he recognizes the man he's working with is enough to make him anxious, but he hasn't spoken.

It's just weird to recognize people from back there. )

... Yeah, good point. Ah. You think that turn, then? I think the ...

( A slight pause; he shakes his head. )

The street over there ain't a side one.

You're only as old as you feel - or so they say!

[And Norimune certainly doesn't look old, but Dazai knows better than to assume too much based on that. He's a little annoyed that a youngish-looking person would assume another youngish-looking person is actually young, though!]

Which is just as well, because I feel much younger than I am.

[Many things to account for, indeed. Enough space for the parade itself and for a crowd; possible spots to sabotage things from... Not that Dazai plans to do so, but he is good at those things, and the "what would I do?" method tends to work well enough.

Admittedly most people are too dumb to do what Dazai would do, but such weak attempts at sabotage are doomed to fail anyway.]

A tiny detail?

[Norimune allows J to move his fan, his eyes briefly glance downward before meeting the other's eyes. His fingers stay on his fan's handle, holding it with relaxed ease. He looks amused and intrigued, by the very suggestion the other is saying to him. Nothing would get in the way of the fan being dragged down, other than the folds of Norimune's outer coat.

If it gets too low, Norimune's fingers would tighten their grip. And he raise his fan upward, slowly.

He's still aware of the dom watching them with interest, with how close the two "instructors" are to them.]

Ho... what a wonderful idea.

[It seems fun, and maybe even inspiring for their students. But personally, his partner is more interesting than the nervous dom to him right now.]

If we're going to give them a show, one of us will have to take the lead.

[J doesn't seem like a typical younger person, in appearance and demeanour so far. He wouldn't mind either way, as long it's not boring.]

[ six does the same thing, glancing at the young man with the sweet jacket and then at the hashihime. it's clear that there's more to this than meets the eye but he has no idea who's the real culprit here. ]

We could find an alternative path for the man to take. His presence must be disturbing others so...

[ the man in question just goes Hey!, because he's clearly offended. ]

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Doms Wanted!

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welcome to the night parade.

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look at this sweet jacket.

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sorry for the wait!

it's all good!

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