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March 2022 IC Mingle

1. WELCOMING COMMITTEE

cw: optional aphro in Tamamo Clan prompt

The influx of Lost Souls means the factions need to have a little welcoming party of sorts. The leaders of each faction each send a message to their new recruits, telling them to meet at their respective headquarters.

The Shuten Clan directs their new recruits to the Arena. There’s plenty of food and booze to go along with the exhibition matches from the toughest fighters they’ve got. Enjoy the view or get involved in an arena fight, if you’re feeling spicy. If bloodsport isn’t your cup of tea, there’s a number of gambling games to partake in, too – don’t worry, your money isn’t at stake here, unless you want it to be.

The Tamamo Clan recruits are sent to the brothel Mizukume. Hosts of all sorts are there to fill your every need. If you’re not one to be doted on, there’s also exotic dancers in every state of undress for you to look at. You may be tasked with being a host or a dancer yourself. If you’re not in the mood for that, there’s plenty of food from Tamamo-controlled restaurants to eat and seemingly endless drinks. The drinks may or may not have a little something extra in them, so check the labels carefully.

The Sutoku Alliance meets at the nightclub Konoha. It’s truly a celebration with an enormous amount of fast food from every joint in their district and an equal amount of cheap drinks. Sing your heart out with live band karaoke – don’t worry about them not knowing your song, they seem to have a depth of knowledge beyond this world. Once that settles down, there’s plenty of dancing to do or you can be a wallflower, whatever suits your mood.

The Department of the Enma meets at a meeting room on the top floor of Kaigo no Bou. The room is uncomfortably opulent and wouldn’t be out of place in a Heian imperial court. Fine silk tapestries cover the walls, richly lacquered wood is inlaid with gold, and it all feels like it was decorated by someone with more money than taste. There’s fine food and even finer drink available. Various multi-armed youkai play in a jazz band, playing their instruments in a much more complicated manner than strictly necessary. Stretch your legs and dance. Take a peek out the window for a bird’s eye view of the city. If the interior is too stuffy for you, escape to the roof for some fresh air – just be careful not to fall off.

2. PARTY TIME

CW: optional aphro

After everyone’s had their fill of food, drink, and entertainment: the party isn’t over. They’re told to make their way to Konoha with the instruction to show their faction’s pride. That’s a careful way to tell them to raise hell. Upon arrival, all recruits are provided with an advance on their pay by The Enma. Food is provided by the Shuten Clan, a variety of all sorts of meaty foods. Drinks are provided by the Tamamo Clan, but be wary because some may have that special Tamamo kick to them (read: aphro). It’s technically a neutral meeting place, but there’s almost certain to be a fight sooner or later. Entertain yourself, meet the other factions, and raise some Hell.

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Show the new recruits that they were right to sign up with them?

[ Not that they really had any choice, but it's always nice to have the illusion of choice. ]

It would. [ A soft chuckle follows. ] I've been saying that if a Shuten loses, I wonder how they'll show their face back on their turf. [ It's fun to reuse dialogue with other people; it hides how empty of a person that Soma knows himself to be. ]

She's gotten in quite a few good punches. I don't know if he's capable of holding his own... learning the moves is one thing, but how much will do you think he has? [ Turning slightly to his companion: ] Want to bet on which one will win?

[ And another pause to sniffle into his handkerchief. ]

[She hadn't considered the hypothetical that he suggested, but it was perhaps more plausible than what her original thought was. Thus, she didn't want to correct him, but figured she should probably plug in her thoughts too.]

Or for the recruits to show off to the rest of their team, maybe. [Her shoulders raise in a brief shrug.] Or perhaps we're both wrong and they were just looking for any reason to fight, eheh.

[His insight is enough to give her another pause for thought. He did seem pretty weakened, so it was a little bit of a long shot that the Sutoku could win this.]

A bet? Ah, I should mention that I'm one of the newer ones here, so I don't have a lot I can offer - heehee - but if you don't mind that much, then perhaps?

[After the second sniff, LB gives the stranger a vaguely concerned look. Obviously, it wasn't anything too bad, but it's enough to pique her curiosity.]

Are you all right? [She pauses for a moment to think, before adding:] Seasonal allergies, maybe?

[It seemed more reasonable than catching a cold, but LB wasn't certain - she was still figuring this place out, after all. Even if the idea that one could still have seasonal allergies in hell was both equal parts surprising, but also somehow appropriate.]

Lots of reasons.

[ He chuckles as he agrees there are a lot of reasons that they can be doing what they're doing. ]

I don't mind much. [ Soma agrees to the bet. ] We can call it a wussy bet for now. [ His smile cracks across his face, lightly joking with her. ] Most of the money I have right now are ill-gotten gains, so. [ He rolls his eyes, still smiling. ] It won't bother me if I lose it all.

[ But what's the bet? ] I'll let you have first dibs... and prize for winning is a drink. [ He gestures towards what the Tamamo has brought. ] Winner gets to pick what the loser has to try.

[ He was going to say more but he has to pause to once more sniffle into his handkerchief. ] Dust allergies. You'd think they'd clear them when going to Hell, but I guess... it wouldn't be Hell without a little suffering.

A "wussy bet", hahaha! [Her eyes crinkle a little differently as she laughs this time, a sign that her laughter was genuine if Soma was particularly good at catching that sort of thing.

As he elaborates on it, though, LB finds that she wouldn't mind losing this either. It'd be good if she won, as he could perhaps gain a taste for a Tamamo product, however she herself was so inexperienced with tasting alcohol in that it wouldn't be bad for her to sample something either.]

All right, sure. Sounds like fun to me and I think even I can manage that much.

[As she watches the Sutoku man struggle to stay up between evading the Shuuten girl's blows, she doesn't feel too confident in her bet. However, she at least wanted to see this through.

LB nods sympathetically at his explanation, almost wondering if it was worse to constantly laugh like her or to have an allergy to something that almost always seemed to be present at any given place. Was it a situation that broke even? It was hard to say.]

It's a little crazy to think that your allergies would persist even here. But I suppose if that's all the suffering you have to endure, that wouldn't be so bad, huh?

[ His ears do pick up on the more genuine laughter. He even pauses to give her a warm smile in return. ]

Then we're agreed.

[ Soma pauses to start to clap his hands together; he even lets out a few encouraging cheers to the Shuten girl. Cheers that get drowned out in the screams and cries going on around the duo -- and really, going on everywhere else. ]

Right? You'd think that the dead would be allowed a little rest, but alas. [ He dramatically tilts his head to the side and lets out a long, painful sigh. A sigh that is cut off as he straightens his posture and sneezes loudly into his handkerchief. ] Yes, it will be nice if this is the only struggling I have to do.

[ A beat. ] And I'm glad it seems like you're feeling more comfortable around me. [ He pauses before adding: ] Soma. Nice to meet you.

[Not getting the chance to watch a fight from the outside like this before, LB gets a little caught up in the excitement herself, trying to encourage the Sutoku man in the sea of yelling and cheers around them. Of course, not even a word reaches the ears of the fighters, but it still proves to be a little fun for her anyway as another laugh escapes her.

Of course, the mood is temporarily made a little more somber in continuing to speak of the man's allergy. But... if nothing else, she felt a strange sort of connection in it. He couldn't stop sniffling, while she couldn't stop laughing - they were a hell of a duo.]

Did I look so uncomfortable before? [She's half joking, but also equal parts serious and looking a little self-conscious about it. It wasn't her intention to appear ill at ease, but she was just a skittish person in general.] My apologies, I didn't mean to come off that way.

[But right, introductions. At the very least, she was becoming more and more comfortable with the name she settled on for herself.] "LB" is fine, heheh! It's nice to meet you, too.

It's more the laughter. It's a nervous tic, isn't it?

[ There is some sympathy in the way that he asks his question. He understands the situation that they find themselves in is rather unorthodox so some nervousness is only natural. ]

And not to worry, LB, you've been nothing but the picture of courtesy to me.

[ He can't keep the amusement out of his voice. It is just a little funny that they're having such a pleasant conversation while watching a youkai be beaten so severely by someone else. ]

It really makes me feel like I'm back home.

Ah... right. [She feels a little insecure to have her laughter be brought up, but she eases up a bit as he manages to more or less guess the cause of it in one go. Perhaps he's just a bit off, but it would be the explanation she'd feel the most comfortable in telling people if asked. Her hands nervously rub against each other as she continues.] That's more or less it, yes. It's a rather annoying tic though, I know, so I apologize for that much.

[Her smile eases up as he assures her, though.] I'm glad. That's been my intention, at the very least.

[Her attention goes back to the fight, feeling some excitement as the Sutoku man actually manages to get a hit on the Shuten girl. It didn't look like the most decisive hit, but it was something.]

Is that right? Did you witness fights like these back in your home world, then?

No need to apologize. [ He gives her an apologetic look instead. ] It feels a bit crass of me to have mentioned it at all now, but you'd probably wonder why I didn't comment on it if I left without saying anything. [ Actually, she might not; he just enjoys doing some emotional manipulation since he apparently can't live without it in all of his conversations.

He pauses to give another smile.

Then, he is letting out a shocked but pleased cheer at seeing the Sutoku finally get a good hit in. Not decisive, no, but enough to have the Shuten girl realize that he wasn't out of the fight yet. ]

I did. Do you know anything about the yakuza?

[Emotional manipulation or not, LB ponders on why no one else she had spoken to had said anything about it so far. It was an obvious tic of hers, but perhaps everyone else was merely being polite? Somehow that didn't feel any better to think about. Regardless, LB does her best to wave it off with a bit of a forced smile.]

Ah, don't worry about it. Eheheh! At least you understand it's just a nervous habit, that much is a relief.

[Because really, she hated the thought that people just assumed she thought everything was funny - including the subjects that definitely weren't.

She watches the fight for a bit, trying to scan her memory for anything on the yakuza. It was a strange thing, because she was quite good at linguistics and figured that was another word in the Japanese that she had learned upon waking up in Jigokucho. But yet, she has trouble putting any context to it.]

No, eheheh... I'm afraid not. Before coming here I really didn't know much about Japan at all. It was one of the few places I didn't get stationed to, as far as I can recall.

You're too polite to think otherwise.

[ Her expressions, too, don't seem to be particularly mirthful or finding hilarity in much of where they find themselves. It is just the laughter that seems to sneak out. Oh, well; everyone has their little quirks. ]

That's all right. How to best explain the yakuza? [ Soma pauses to look away from the fight to give her a bit of a cheeky smile. ] Organized crime syndicate that is supposed to be seeped in loyalty, honor, and brotherhood.

[ Yadda-yadda; he explains the general concept of it before feeling something wet splatter across his cheek.

He lifts his hand up to pull it away to see it is droplets of blood. Ah. Looks like one of the fists connected with the face -- blood and spittle sprayed everywhere and he ended up just on the end of that spray. Unfortunate. ]

Anyway... you said stationed. Like military? [ Using the handkerchief that he was sniffling in to clean his face, he carries on with the conversation. ]

Oh... [Her brows crease at his explanation. As someone who had done more than enough questionable shit in her own lifetime, she wasn't going to judge on that part, but LB did still wonder just how loyal and honorable his syndicate was.] ...so then there was some pleasantness to it, then?

[A moment of thought passes, before she adds:] Though I suppose I don't mind the occasional fight either?

[Not that she'd ever want to participate in a hand-to-hand face off, but it'd be unwise to reveal that weakness of hers to anyone. She did miss the feeling of her nanomachines affecting her during fights, though. Get her in a gunfight and she'd thrive, at least.

Realizing that she had taken her eyes off the fight for too long, LB turns to get a visual update on what was happening to see the Shuuten girl get one hell of a sucker punch on the Sutoku man, not even flinching as she sees the blood splatter a little on her plugsuit. Though she had plans to expand her wardrobe once she gathered the necessary money and the intel on Tamamo fashions, she was a little glad to have it on now - it made it easy to wipe off the droplets of blood with the palm of her hand, of which she then rubbed off to her side.

She does wonder about Soma, though. While the logical thing did indeed seem to be wiping the blood off with a readily available cloth, was he really going to keep sniffing into the same cloth? Yes, that concerned her more than the actual fight itself.]

Something like that, yes. However, I'm assuming you mean something like a nation's military, which - eheheh - was not what I was part of. More like, uh... a military for hire?

Edited (used the same icon twice in a row OH THE HORROR) 2022-03-18 01:41 (UTC)

Not for me. [ Soma gives her a thin smile. ] While the yakuza are thought to be beacons of such virtues, I'm afraid the group I found myself with just used those words to abuse their lower-status members.

[ His shoulders give a little shrug. The tone he uses is not that all yakuza are like that but simply that it takes all kinds of groups to make an organization; he just happened to be with the "bad seed." ]

Mercenary, then? [ He stares at his now stained handkerchief, and lets out a long sigh. His head turns to look around for a means to clean it, but there doesn't seem to be one. Eventually, he decides to fold it up to tuck away into his pocket -- and just loudly sniffle at her side and occasionally press the back of his hand against his nose. What a duo. ]

Eheheh... [Somehow, she managed to not be too far off in her intuition, but she still creases her brows in a sympathetic manner.] sorry to hear that, then. I suppose if you're at the top, perhaps it seems a lot different from everyone else below them. Hopefully your new group here treats you better?

[She's not certain which faction he would be affiliated with, as she wasn't too acquainted with the others so far. But hers had treated the new recruits pretty decently, so perhaps the others were similar in nature? Or maybe she got lucky? Or perhaps she just hadn't experienced the worst that there was to go through? Hard to say.]

I suppose that'd be the more accurate term, yes. Being brought here is the first time I've really had the chance to breathe in a long time.

[She feels some internal relief as she sees Soma pocket the blood-splattered napkin, but feels a little bad as she sees him just use the back of his hand. Glancing around for a moment, she sees a napkin dispenser on a table nearby, grabbing one before handing it over to him.]

Um, here. Eheh. Does that help?

The view from above is always different. [ He gives a slight smile, as his tone turns slightly jovial, to ease the sympathetic look she is giving him. ] I feel my new group and I are more compatible.

[ Reaching out with the hand he wasn't sniffling on, he gives her shoulder a light pat. ] Good, good. It's always nice to hear people are settling in well. [ If they weren't, that'd also disrupt the flow of order that he's slowly trying to attune himself to feeling. ]

Oh. Thank you, LB. [ Soma graciously takes the napkin from her to press it against his nose, letting out another loud sniffle. ] What a pair, we are. [ A sentiment that he shared not too long ago. ] But at least we make good company.

[At the tonal shift, she does relax a little - she gets it somewhat. Her life was depressing before, but she's doing her best not to think about it now. Hopefully she never had to now.

Though she's thankful Soma didn't reach out with the hand he sniffled on, she still gives the hand he places on her shoulder a curious glance. At this point, enough people had touched her in that she was theorizing that she couldn't accidentally harm them in that manner, so after a moment, she manages a smile.]

It is - haha - I'm glad it's working out better for you so far as well.

[Though LB wondered if the napkin would suffice as a suitable replacement, she's relieved as he takes the offering with no issue. Turning her attention back to the fight, it's a little disheartening to watch the Sutoku man attempt a swing at the Shuuten, only to miss horribly. Oh, this match wasn't looking good at all now.

However, she does find herself feeling unexpectedly elated that he found some similarity with her. As much as she was pretty good at fitting in, LB still felt some disconnect with people anyway. She barely knew this guy, but yet somehow felt she was more similar to this man than most people she had run into so far.]

We do, don't we? I'm so glad you agree. [A small sigh passes.] Even if I'm really starting to think I bet wrong here.

Just as I am glad it sounds things are better for you.

[ His chin dips a little as he gives her yet another smile. He presses the napkin to his face not one second later to sniffle. Breathing in deep, he lets out a long sigh -- which causes the napkin to do a little "wind dance." Soma lifts his eyebrows as the napkin flutters back down, and pulls it away from his face. ]

Nothing wrong with a misplaced bet. It means that you had faith in that Sutoku member even though he didn't show promise. [ With his other hand, he makes a gestures to the individual. He gives a practice flinch when said man's face ends up taking a devastating punch. ] Though, it may be more that I chose the better fighter and you had no choice.

Still, you didn't argue with your lot and held on. I think there's worth in that, LB. [ A shaky breath as he presses the napkin back to his face. The pause lasts for a few seconds before he drops it down. ] We're good. [ No dribbling or sneeze attack; it just felt like one was coming. ]

But yes, I think there is worth in taking what is an unfortunate lot and believing in it despite everything.

[LB appreciates Soma trying to justify her own bad bet, even if she really wondered if he was piling on the flattery a little thick there. LB was normally decently prone to it otherwise, but tactics was something she took some pride in. Still, she manages a sheepish smile, waving off his comments in a good-mattered fashion.]

Ah, perhaps I wanted to believe in the underdog story? Haha? Whether or not you picked the stronger fighter is still a mistake on my part. Or perhaps I wanted to believe he started shit for a good reason?

[She raises a brow as the Shuten girl delivers the final punch, sending the Sutoku man to the ground, but otherwise doesn't look all that bothered. At least these two chose to fight each other, after all.]

But it seems that he was just an idiot after all.

[It was disappointing, really. Not because she lost a bet, but as someone who had a widely cynical view of the world, she really wanted to believe in some kind of miracle to occur. But alas, it seemed she wasn't going to find it here.

She realizes that perhaps she's getting too deep into thought, though, and covers it with a forced smile.]

It's kind of you to say so though. [About as soon as she says that much, though, she looks on with more concern than she did for the entirety of the fight as Soma seems to struggle with the napkin for a bit. Once he's calmed, though, LB also relaxes.]

You're sure? You don't to go outside or something? [Remembering the terms of their bet, though, she adds:] I'm not trying to duck out of our agreement, for the record.

[ Soma takes the time to look like he's really thinking about what she's saying. He thinks that even if someone has a good reason, if they don't have enough force backing them; it is like their reasons never mattered in the first place. ]

Unfortunately, that does seem to be the case.

[ It is then that he sounds pleased with LB's assumption. Right; the weak that are crushed will always be wrong. It's unfortunate, but that is the truth of the world. If order and good is to be done, those that wish to carry those ideals forward need to be the most vicious. ]

I like you so I like supporting you even in your losses.

[ A pause as he lifts his napkin up again to sniffle loudly. He has to keep the napkin against his nose, waving his hand slightly; he blows it a few more times. Soma lets out another sniffle before glancing over to a table to look for more napkins. ]

You might be right about heading outside. [ His nose is being pinched through the napkin. ] The streets can get me with all the smoke and -- [ He makes a gesture with his hand. ] -- but it is better than being inside.

[ A laugh follows. ] I didn't think that you were. I'll collect my bets and we'll consider this a bet to be fulfilled at a later date, hm?

[Her brow creases in a half-amused manner at his second remark - LB wasn't certain of how genuine he was in saying so, but she didn't mind anyway. She's quite certain that she enjoyed his company regardless.]

Oh, well - heheh - thank you for that much, then.

[With the fight done with, the Shuuten girl taunts the Sutoku man on the ground before victoriously strutting over to a large, rowdy crowd she assumed to be other Shuuten members. Perhaps she should feel more sorry for the loser, but she still has to smile a little for how happily the Shuuten members celebrated the victory. With them obnoxiously heading for the bar, though, LB figures that the time to step outside might actually be incredibly well-timed.]

I didn't even think of the smoke, but yes... it'd be good to go for a few minutes at least. I think.

[Her smile broadens at his laugh and can't help but give a little chuckle herself as she turns to head for the door outside.]

You might be putting a little too much on randomly running into me again, you know. But I suppose if we do, it has to be fate, right?

[It was a cheeky little comment, because LB didn't believe in fate and hated the very idea of it, if only because a large part of her life had been shit so far.]

But of course, I won't forget the bet if you don't.

You're welcome.

[ Another slight pause as he does a little trot to a table so that he could grab some more napkins. He presses a fresh batch to his nose, as he does his walk back. ]

It will. But first -- my winnings. [ He cranes his neck toward the group that is headed to the bar. ] I best hurry before they "accidentally" drink away all the coin that was bet.

[ Soma already accepts that he is not going to make good on a lot of the money that he hopes to collect, but he should be able to come back moderately a little richer than before. The flow of the party does not feel disrupted or ruined; it's a new energy that courses through everyone.

Nothing yet out of balance. Good, good, good. ]

Well, then, instead of hoping to randomly meet up with you, again-- [ He turns back towards her. ] --shall we make it a date to meet each other once more?

That way we won't have to worry about either one of us forgetting.

Oh, you put actual money on that fight too? Eheheh? [As someone who was just getting her first access to her money in a very long time, she was too afraid to spend it on betting for the time being.] Congratulations on the win, then! But yes, hurry and collect your winnings before they conveniently "forget".

[It gives her a bit of pause for thought - should she bet on fights that seem obvious from the outside in the future? But knowing her luck, that's probably be when she'd actually run into a miracle win. Maybe not.

LB didn't mind leaving things up to chance, but looks a little pleasantly surprised at Soma's offer. She feels her face flush a little at his choice of wording, though, and has to reason with herself that he likely meant "date" in a platonic sense. At least she was pretty sure.

No matter the intention, though, she was at least certain that she wanted to hang out with him again sometime.]

Yes, of course. heehee! [Her palm briefly rubs at her neck for a moment, but otherwise still seems delighted in her response.] I'd like to meet up again, whenever it's convenient for you.

[And, you know, as long as it didn't clash with any of her Tamamo duties. But, he did kind of win the bet, so she was more amendable to make the time for it, if necessary.]

It seemed like the right thing to do.

[ He tilts his head to the side, letting out his own nervous chuckle. Of course, the money that he used was money he pickpocketed off people. So, what else was he going to use it for? ]

I'll do just that, then.

[ But he does wait for her answer. He is mildly pleased that she seems so happy to have a future meeting with him; Soma offers a smile in turn. It isn't really like he's thinking of how he could use her. Well, that's a lie, but it's more that he wants to know what is going on in her clan.

He feels he has to keep an eye on all things, and the best way to do that is to make friends with as many other factions as possible. It'll help him get a feel for things, and decide if he needs to do anything drastic as he gains power. You know, little things like that!! ]

Of course! I'm the one who suggested it. [ A laugh. ] Ah, the username that I chose on that device is "rk." Simple, no? [ Ah, he steps forward so that he can properly exchange information so that he can contact her later to meet. ]

I'd love to hear more about your clan and how you're settling in, LB. I'll hopefully have some interesting stories to share myself.

[LB feels some silliness from his affirmation on his own offer, but LB isn't used to people actually wanting to join her on social outings, even if his intentions might have a more underlying purpose. (At the very least, she was used to being used, so it's not like she'd be all that offended over it.)

As he steps forward, though, she does the same, taking out her device to note it. The initials he gives, though, immediately stick out. He had already given her a name - Soma - so why "RK"? Did he give her an alias? She... couldn't be upset over that, since she did the same. Or perhaps did the initials stand for something else? Hmm. Either way, the time didn't seem right to ask about it just yet.]

Ah, that is quite simple, heheh. Easy to remember, though I should apologize that mine might not be as easy. It's "blekksprut". Um... [Realizing that the word was probably hard for a large portion of even people originally from Earth to spell by sound alone, she sends him a simple ":)" message, just so he'd have an easy reference for it.] ...there! Now you have it.

[She does find it a little odd that he specifically mentions wanting to know her clan - she wasn't a particularly loyal-minded individual, but she was a professional that very much wanted what was promised in her contract - if nothing else, she was very good at keeping secrets.

But maybe he was just being friendly? And he was promising to share stories of his own, so perhaps she was just reading too much into it? LB was aware she could be paranoid as fuck sometimes. Right, it was probably nothing.]

Yes, it should be fun to swap some stories, hmm? Heehee, until then, I'll look forward to it.

[Come to think of it, she wasn't even certain which clan Soma was even from. But she supposed she'd learn soon enough.]

Thank you.

[ He holds the device up before tucking it back into his suit. It is time for him to go and attempt to collect his winnings, or at least, join in the celebratory drinking. Soma supposes either or serves his purpose. ]

Until then.

[ It is then that he thinks he should send a ":)" back to her, but feels that is laying it on a little too thick. He repeats it over and over to himself; the flow of the world is something he needs to attune himself to understand. Small waves now, and bigger waves later.

He lifts his hand up to give a brief wave. Pressing a new napkin to his face, he starts off on a quick little jog after the Shuten and the celebratory party. His voice picking up as he jokingly attempts to remind them that they still have to pay him his winnings and don't be sore losers. ]

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