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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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[ Just like the man before him, Yukimura is also quick to drop the subject. They had already decked out most of their aggression earlier that day and there was still more than enough time
and stupid incentivesto instigate more fights between the two as the party raged on. But swiping right from his plate? That's cutting it pretty close to breaking his resolve... ]If you do not mind my asking, is there any reason in particular you wish for me to try the zundamochi?
[ Because he HAS to know he was going to ask him... ]
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But only almost as delicious as zunda. Not backing down on that one.]
Because you won't find anything like it anywhere else. It's a very special collaboration between the greatest farmhand and one of the greatest cooks in Oshuu.
[He-! He just wants to show it off, is all! He doesn't want approval or anything, b-baka!!]
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However, since Yukimura is so trusting and has a bit of a secret-not-so-secret burgeoning admiring crush on this rival of his... he caves. Because of course, he does. How could he not? One day it'll prove to be the very death of him but right now, he takes his word for it and samples the treat with an almost lost expression. He didn't want to mislead Masamune off initial observations, but at the same time, he's a bit of little devil when he wants to be. ]
This is...
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THAT'S RIGHT. GUESS WHO'S LEAVING WHO IN SUSPENSE.]no subject
TOO MUCH SUSPENSE FOR MASAMUNE TO HANDLE, IS WHAT. If he calls it anything less than perfect at this point he might not be even to handle it. Fuck. Why should he care so much when it's not even a thing he came up with exclusively for Yukimura's sake?! Masamune loves it, his men like it, and that's all that matters, so-
So he's going to change the subject and show that's how indifferent he is! He makes a loose gesture with the dango stick to the crowds, his thoughts easily drifting down the same current as Yukimura's.]
It's pretty nice, isn't it? [The zunda. This party. Standing here together without fighting for once.] This sharing of food and drink and stories. Everyone here sharing a celebration and looking forward to the same thing.
[Those taking so much joy in each other's company for the night, no matter how they choose to do it, are just as likely to be the ones at each other's throats within the next week. That's how it's been before anybody here was even born. And so many will die without seeing the end of it.
Masamune's gaze grows distant, but he maintains a small smile.]
This time next year, the first dawn will rise over a single nation, free to laugh together like this without needing an excuse... I think I'll have even more fun showing that off to you.
[Since he's going to be doing the unifying and all, obviously.]
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HOW DARE YOU SUCK UP THE FUN OUT OF THIS AND TAKE THIS AWAY FROM ME
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However, in spite of this turn of events, Yukimura isn't the first nor last to notice the communicable sense of camaraderie going on the site grounds. It's certainly something to marvel at. Especially for someone like them who spent either most of their time in the fields fighting or submerged in some political power play plot. It's Keiji's dream come to light, and even though it was short-term, to see it finally in motion kindled something inside him and seared inside his stomach in a oddly soothing way. ]
It is. I never thought I would see this day become possible.
[ Which is – for the most part, true and saying a lot. For many different reasons. One of them pertaining to his role as general and accepting the likelihood of dying mid-combat one day. His fate left unknown when the his life thread would be snipped, or whether he'd live long enough to see this country reach that stretch where a new era didn't divide regions with war-stricken tragedies or poverty. While a small part of him admits to another holding his breath when Oyakata-sama mentioned inviting the young upstart from Oshu and was approaching talks of temporary alliances, he had expected Masamune to flat out refuse out of
dumb dragonpride alone.But lo and behold, here he is and it seemed as if the party flourished even more so by his presence being here. His natural charisma is instantly put to work and it's one of the few attributes Yukimura silently wishes he could one day embodied for himself, but that's just wishful thinking. Despite his hurdles, he still had to acknowledge he had a long way to go before he truly felt at peace to call himself Masamune's rival. At least outwardly because he all but felt it on the inside. ]
As it were, had it not been for overseeing our earlier obstacles and exceeding past them, I would have contended this point with you with no resolution. [ His attention seems more heavily fixated on the crowds conversing beyond them. ] But now that I have been able to witness you grow more confident and steadfast from our first encounter, I would be thrilled to see that day come if this is what you promise.
[ Shortly after, he gestures towards the crowds with his chin before taking another bite out his zundamochi. While he's not entirely sold on seeing this chaotic dragon as the face of their country, for this though... he can happily manage into playing with semi-rhetoric. ]
And I would become even more thrilled to face you for one last time, before retiring my spears once and for all.
[ Yes, he thinks, this would be a suitable way to conclude things once and for all in this scenario. ]