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hotsteamynights2018-12-19 08:03 pm
vengaboy) wrote in hotsteamynights2018-12-19 08:03 pm
YEAR OF THE TIGERDRAGON
No matter what language you speak, no matter what country or universe you reside in, a mysterious letter has found its way to you. Those who can read it will recognize it as an ornately scripted Japanese new year's invitation; those who don't might not even know these elaborate squiggles mean anything at all. Either way, when you look up from the neatly folded paper, you're probably nowhere near home anymore.
Where is this?! When is this?! Welcome to Japan as it waskinda, sorta, just shy of the year 1600, esteemed guests! If it somehow feels like it isn't even the right month anymore, that's because local time and date is still on the lunar system. It's fine. New Year's parties are New Year's parties.
And those parties mean alcohol! Music! Dancing! Feasting! Don't be shy! There are a number of attendants in colourful livery nearby, eagerly expecting an influx of new guests. They're all friendly enough, but they don't seem to bear the crest of any particular clan and sharp-eyed visitors may catch the briefest glimpse of a striped fluffy tail or a foxy grin... or is it a trick of the light? If you want nothing to do with any of this, they might pout a little but will send you home without any problem. But if you choose to follow them beyond the gates, get ready for one hell of a night. The only kind of explanation you get for what's going on is that the Takeda and Date clans have set aside their rivalries for a night of PEACE AND PARTY and everyone's invited. What does that mean? Go find out for yourself.
Of course folks from all over have been invited to this thing, but outnumbering the other guests by far are a bunch of rowdy samurai types, some in their armour, many in more formal robes, several proudly bearing banners of red or blue. Nobody appears to have any weapons on them, but if any guest takes that as an opportunity to start some shit they're going to be swarmed in like two seconds, so... maybe don't do that. However! There is plenty of space outside to spar in, if that's your thing! Or you can stay inside and drink, eat, enjoy the music, exchange raunchy stories, be an awkward wallflower, drink some more, witness some weird and kind of horrific family bonding, watch the unique display of gun- and canonfire alongside the fireworks, explore the scenic countryside outside of the compound, listen to some smug asshole in an eyepatch and some kid in red scream really loud at eachother, get playfully bullied into taking part in a ceremony you know nothing about, drain a bottle or two, flirt with famous historical figures, or... whatever you want!
All fandoms, all mediums, AUs, doubles, OCs, etc are all fair play here! Invite your friends! Invite your dog! Go nuts! Just slap a warning up if any threads take a particularly violent or sexy turn. Or both. I ain't judging.
LET'S PARTY!
Where is this?! When is this?! Welcome to Japan as it was
And those parties mean alcohol! Music! Dancing! Feasting! Don't be shy! There are a number of attendants in colourful livery nearby, eagerly expecting an influx of new guests. They're all friendly enough, but they don't seem to bear the crest of any particular clan and sharp-eyed visitors may catch the briefest glimpse of a striped fluffy tail or a foxy grin... or is it a trick of the light? If you want nothing to do with any of this, they might pout a little but will send you home without any problem. But if you choose to follow them beyond the gates, get ready for one hell of a night. The only kind of explanation you get for what's going on is that the Takeda and Date clans have set aside their rivalries for a night of PEACE AND PARTY and everyone's invited. What does that mean? Go find out for yourself.
Of course folks from all over have been invited to this thing, but outnumbering the other guests by far are a bunch of rowdy samurai types, some in their armour, many in more formal robes, several proudly bearing banners of red or blue. Nobody appears to have any weapons on them, but if any guest takes that as an opportunity to start some shit they're going to be swarmed in like two seconds, so... maybe don't do that. However! There is plenty of space outside to spar in, if that's your thing! Or you can stay inside and drink, eat, enjoy the music, exchange raunchy stories, be an awkward wallflower, drink some more, witness some weird and kind of horrific family bonding, watch the unique display of gun- and canonfire alongside the fireworks, explore the scenic countryside outside of the compound, listen to some smug asshole in an eyepatch and some kid in red scream really loud at eachother, get playfully bullied into taking part in a ceremony you know nothing about, drain a bottle or two, flirt with famous historical figures, or... whatever you want!
All fandoms, all mediums, AUs, doubles, OCs, etc are all fair play here! Invite your friends! Invite your dog! Go nuts! Just slap a warning up if any threads take a particularly violent or sexy turn. Or both. I ain't judging.
LET'S PARTY!
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Fine, man. He can set up beside Masamune with a shamisen he found behind someone who actually was meant to be playing tonight; it doesn't have six heads, but what can you do? He's not even as confident as he would be on the flute (not that he's pursued that in school because FUCK Motonari), but...There's still an obvious attempt to rock out, all the same. Apparently one Kojuro is more likely to enable than the other. Who knew it.]
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just before kabuki takes off, clearly this the event that inspired itand with Masamune's attention largely focused on his own playing, he doesn't get a chance to get a closer look, but he can already tell there's something off about him....But he is digging the hell out of the sound they're producing, so he'll wait until they're finished their performance. For now the dragon tantrum will sit and simmer inside him, until they hit a point that seems like a good end and amidst drunken whoops and hollers Masamune turns to give his companion a better look-over. One of HARSH JUDGMENT.
Who the fuck. What the fuck. Sarutobi? But his disguises are better than that.]
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And then he starts getting uncanny valley vibes. Brown hair? Even the eye is a different colour...This is clearly not-- OH WAIT HE REMEMBERS YOU, YOU OLD FUCKING GEEZER. Yeah now they're both scowling. Great. Can't they just behave once...]
...Thought you were Boss Masamune, not the konbini knockoff. Besides, you took the taiko like an asshole; I was making you look decent.
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[Ha ha... ha... Okay, so maybe the circumstances they last met under were a little awkward, but that's still no reason for such disdain! As far as Masamune's concerned, anyway. It's definitely a pride thing, and not because it's Kojuro's face looking at him in a way that makes his heart sink and childhood anxieties stir where they've been so deeply buried.
He crosses his arms and glances to watch some passing group of revelers instead.]
"Making me look decent..." Hah. Is that what you're used to? Having to pick up your Masamune's slack?
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Fuck no. I said you, not him. Normally, with him? I'd only be augmenting what he was already doing, so he could shine brighter. Some dusty old shit like you, turns out I have to work my ass off to make you passable.
[There's a sniff of disdain, before he crosses his arms and Also Looks Away. It still feels fundamentally wrong, to be this way towards anyone who looks like his Boss, but...It's not him.
It's not him at all. And maybe he's still bitter over the 'i'm going to watch you fuck people' thing because HHHHHHHHHHHHHH??? IF HE KNEW HIS KOJURO HE'D KNOW THAT WOULD EMBARRASS HIM, SO OBVIOUSLY THIS MASAMUNE IS SHIT TIER COMPARED TO THE SUPERIOR HITTOU....Or something.] Though your Kojuro probably has to clean up whatever dumbass mess you make just the same. He's probably just more used to it than I am, since my Boss is actually competent.
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[He wasn't - still isn't - planning on attacking any of his lookalikes tonight, but... he knows Kojuro very well. Even one who hates him this much would still leap to the inferior Masamune's defense.
So come at him, brat. Make the first move. Give him any excuse to beat some respect into you.]
1/2 wherein Kojuro Eats Shit
[YEP, TOTALLY BAITED AND HE DOESN'T EVEN QUITE REALISE IT. Look, he's just a dumb kid. The sort of dumb where having respect beaten into him is likely only going to make him dig his heels in even deeper about being a petty shit.
The kind of dumb that uses Slaughter Mode at inappropriate times. I PRESSED THE WRONG BUTTON FUCK HOW DO U UNDO THIS HELP ME GAMEFAQS WHY IS BABY KOJURO TAKING HIS JACKET OFF AND DROPPING INTO A BOXER STANCE HE COPIED FROM THE MOVIES???] Try me, old man. I'll give you a black ey--
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He just knows that His Masamune is-- not in danger, but has inevitably done what he'd hoped he wouldn't do. And there is no fucking way he's allowing a fight at the party when everyone's been having such a great time. The flute playing stops, and his wakizashi is out, though still in its scabbard; he'll absolutely pull a KG and club someone with this shit if he has to.
But it's-- just some kid? Huh. Some kid wearing weird clothes like Masamini and Minisuke, but still; he yanks said kid away by the scruff of the neck and gets him in a headlock with minimal effort, if only for the sheer element of surprise. Minijuro can thrash and punch his counterpart in the back all he likes, but Kojuro weathers the blows with ease and just. Fucking glowers.]
What happened here.
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Both very much making Masamune feel like he's the one to blame for any of this when uhhh OBVIOUSLY HE HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG IN HIS LIFE, EVER??]
Nothing worth getting worked up over. Let the mangy little pup go.
[Masamune wanted to kick his ass, dammit. Now it just looks like he does need Kojuro cleaning up his messes.]
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You do not wish for him to be escorted out, then? Shall I stay and keep an eye on him, all the same? [His tone softens somewhat, since it's clear that Masamune's not happy about...Something. Him showing up? This happening at all? Maybe both.
But the point remains that, for the apologetic face he's giving, he's still going to drop his shoulder under Minijuro's chest, shift his arms, and throw his ass on the ground. All the better to...See.......Who he's....uh?]
...I see. Forgive me my interruption, Lord Masamune. [There's a distinct curl in his lip as he looks down at his younger self, who scowls back, but...For some reason, is unable to hold the disgusted stare he's earnt. It's not because he's scared by a face he's seen a million times, mind you. It's the thought that he's...Not acting as he should, somehow. That this Masamune has been worth his respect all along and he's somehow missed it, for any Kojuro to actually, really side with him. Minijuro: TRASHED EMOTIONALLY.] When you are finished, I will throw him out if you desire. But you may discipline him first, of course.