YEAR OF THE TIGERDRAGON

[vengaboy]

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 was kinda, 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!

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[taciturntwilight]

[ Kotaro holds out a piece a paper to her.

...

It's a generic school notice letting her know that the book she wanted in the library is ready for her to check out. ]

[synastries]

[ Goodness he's up and close near her, she has her arms open and ready finally embrace her beloved. In her heart of hearts, she just knew that Twilight held the same feelings as her. There's no way that the string that's tugging her heart be anything else but her other half calling out to her. She's the earth and he's the sky, they couldn't be any more different but they complete each other.

And now, they can begin a new chapter in their lives as a couple. Tsuruhime pauses when she realizes Winged of Twilight is holding out a piece of paper. It touches the deepest core of her heart, so they were both reaching out for each other in a similar manner. It hadn't just been her, they really are made for one and another. Has he been too shy all this time? Is that why he runs despite his own soul yearning to find its other half? ]

Oh, it's okay, I understand your feelings. But I'll still read your letter.

[synastries]

[ She prepares herself to read what her soon-to-be boyfriend has been trying to say. Maybe he has a hidden gap moe and he talks about how cute she is or maybe try to tease her clumsy nature. Or maybe he really is alluring and romantic as he-- ]

"A translation of 'Hellenistic Astrology: The Study of Fate and Fortune' is now avalaible in the school library."

[...]

Are we going on a study date?

[taciturntwilight]

[ Don't ask him. He doesn't know what that book title means, but the book will be found on the hold shelf.

With his task done, Kotaro is ready to dash off into places unknown. (Or maybe just to deliver another hold notice to another student.) He turns to leave. ]

[synastries]

[ It's sort of weird in a way that she's so used to seeing him leave at this point that the familiar movements almost seemed to be at slow motion to her.

Doesn't mean she's going to act like a deer in headlight however. ]

Wait! Don't leave just yet!

[ On impulse, she tries to grab his arm. ]

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[taciturntwilight]

[ And as is tradition, there is a burst of black feathers. ]

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[shinbunshinobi]

[ And in his place is his very confused and annoyed newspaper kouhai that Tsuruhime has just grabbed the arm of. Sasuke does his best Yukimura impression and yells. ]

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

I should have known (bless u)

[synastries]

[ Lo and behold, her black feathered angel has been swapped for an unlucky monkey.

Tsuruhime does a double take before she joins in screaming. ]

NO GET AWAY!

:3

[shinbunshinobi]

[ He has his own stuff to deal with, Kotaro you bastard! He gave you her letter and everything. The least you can do is properly respond to her feelings like a man. Like he's one to talk, Mr. I am totally not crushing on my best friend.

Sasuke will just step aside (before he gets thrown to the ground) and let whatever happens next happen. Kotaro's probably not that far away.

Jerk. ]

[synastries]

[ As per the usual fashion, she tries to find him in midst of the chaos (she created) but she can't find the object of her affections easy. At least no one had fell over or thrown down to the ground, but Tsuruhime is frantically looking left and right for Kotaro. ]

Oh no, where did he go?

[ Wait wait that was Sasuke with her. ]

Saru-oniisan, did you see where he went?

[shinbunshinobi]

[ Not getting hurt or nearly hurt in any fashion is good enough for Sasuke. He could do without pointed objects being thrown at him. ]

He's always jumping places, so I'm going to guess he's somewhere up high.

[synastries]

Oh no... Even my darts can't reach that high.

[ She's about to cry. If only she could jump that high, like jumping from ship to ship. ]

[shinbunshinobi]

[ No! No Tsuru tears! Those are not allowed.

Sasuke whistles, and a crow who decided to decorate himself for the party swoops down and lands on Sasuke's hand. ]

Mr. Tori, try to find Kotaro and report back to me.

[ With a caw, crow flies off with his mission.

Yes, Sasuke's crow is named "Mr. Tori" or essentially Mr. Bird. Sasuke never said he was good at naming things. ]

[synastries]

[ She feels kind of unsightly for crying while she's wearing such a pretty hakama for the occasion. It's hard to get rid of the tears once they start, even with her blurry vision, she blinks and looks at the bird flying off to the distance.

Being careful not to get the sleeves stained by her tears, she rubs her eyes with the back of her hand. ]

He must still be around...

[ Actually she should use her time to be productive and beat Motochika up. ]

[shinbunshinobi]

Hey, I'll update you if Mr. Tori finds him. It's the least I can do. Maybe you can have some tea in the meantime?

[ It's the least he can do for a friend, and tea might help her calm down. ]

[synastries]

Thank you, Sarutobi-senpai. But I will have to kindly decline that offer.

[ She's not actually listening, she's using an automatic response because her eyes already zeroed in on the gross punk from the distance. If Motochika and his improv gang didn't yelled obscenities, tonight could have been her romantic night under fireworks and the blessings of the gods! ]

[shinbunshinobi]

All right.

[ He's a little hurt by her words, but there's no helping it. Tsuru is more concerned with other things. ]

[synastries]

I'll be happy to talk to you again the future, I have something to do for now.

[ Don't mind her rubbing her eyes as she walks away. It's nothing, absolutely nothing. ]