September | Event: The Cat Returns

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In the early morning, a select number of Refugees will receive a strange message on their magi-comm. This message will arrive no matter where they are, even if they are out range for proper service.

The sender? The emperor of the Western Kingdom.

"Greetings, it is I, Katsuragi no Mikoto! I hope you are all looking forward to the autumn season! But if I may, I have a request I wish to ask of you.

I understand that many of you were harmed greatly by the people of Shikoku when you were taken against your will to that cursed land back in March. But if you can find it in your heart to be understanding of the plight they have faced for the greater part of the last century, then I would like to request of you, on the behalf of the Western Kingdom of our glorious nation and all its citizens, that you assist me in saving my people.

You are the only ones who have ever made it back from that island with your memories intact. Although their methods were criminal, I do not believe their hypothesis was wrong. Rather, a different approach is necessary.


Rather than attempt to utilize Kizuna directly, let us instead take advantage of its power to enable you to undo the curse that was cast upon Shikoku all those years ago. And as it happens, there's a certain event coming up this month..."

It's a tall order, but not one made lightly. Only player characters will receive this message, as the fewer who know of it, the better.

Isle of Cats

As it turns out, Shikoku isn't always completely isolated. Every year, outsiders are brought in for the Shikoku Idol Festival, during which they compete for the title of Most Beloved Nyan. According to intel received from the inside, this festival is the reason people are frequently kidnapped along the Wakayama coast, as no one willingly enters Shikoku anymore due to the cursed land.

But that's why now is the time to set this plan in motion, as the Shikoku Idol Festival is set to begin on September 20th!

A Pirate's Life for Me Shingu, Wakayama
Naturally, a plan as crazy as this one is sure to be dangerous, and that includes the plan for getting to Shikoku. Refugees will need to allow themselves to be kidnapped by the roaming pirates around Wakayama.

Thankfully, while the pirates are well-known for their combat prowess, they're also kinda dumb.

Those who pretend to put up a fight will be appropriately incapacitated, tied up to the ship's mast, and told they're being sold to the officials in Shikoku. Those who surrender immediately will be locked up in the ship's jail as hostages, and given food and drink only as needed.

But those who simply ask for a trip to Shikoku? Well, they'll be invited to food and drinks on the main deck, as the Bakeneko attempt to persuade them to join the Shikoku Idol Festival in a more friendly manner! Just don't ask them to free anyone who got captured through other means. Can't have them thinking you're all working together, after all.

It's unknown how strong the curse is for those who only ever frequent the ports, so perhaps they don't see their own actions as bad? In any case, anyone who encounters a ship near the beaches of southern Wakayama will have no trouble getting to Shikoku as planned.

I'm Not here to Make Friends Tokushima, Shikoku
Regardless of how they arrive, all Refugees will be released into the port city of Tokushima, where a festival certainly seems to be in full swing. But none of the Bakeneko seem particularly excited, even as they work to set up stalls and decorations. But regardless, as "Idol contestants", all Refugees will be offered free rooms to stay in for the night, and will be treated surprisingly well for captives.

But as per Katsuragi's warning, Refugees must be bonding with each other at all times to ward off the effects of the curse. This means holding hands, sharing words of affection or praise, or offering frequent smooches and hugs. They may even need to tie their hands together to ensure they don't stop bonding after falling asleep.

Which maybe be easier said than done, as all the rooms are randomized and locked up at night. Ordinarily, those kidnapped would already be brainwashed by nightfall due to the curse -- so the act of being locked in their rooms at night wouldn't seem out of the ordinary.

Refugees may be forced to cuddle all night with strangers, former enemies, or (if they're lucky) an old friend or two. Time to get to know your fellow Refugees, so you'll have as many allies as possible for the coming day.

The Heart of Shikoku

While not the most important aspect of the mission, in order to keep the Refugees from rousing suspicion among the brainwashed populace, most of them will need to participate in the Shikoku Idol Festival.

But the true stars of the show will be the infiltration team, who are tasked with sneaking into Ichinomiya Castle in order to remove ancient wards located deep underground. Prior to leaving, Katsuragi explained the plan and path they must take in greater detail.

"Removing these wards is absolutely essential to Shikoku's freedom. We've spent months researching the history of the Maneki Neko who first cast the spell of confinement on Shikoku, sweeping the Bakeneko clan into her cult. It's all thanks to Tama for providing us with the secrets of her ancestors.

Of course, due to the curse, she no longer remembers offering us this boon... we must not let it go to waste!"

Please note that characters will be able to participate in both the festival and the infiltration!

Love Live Laugh Tokushima, Shikoku
In contrast to the heavy atmosphere around Shikoku as a whole, the Idol Festival is filled with bright lights, loud music, and plentiful colorful outfits for the Refugees to wear -- and thankfully, in more sizes than a typical Bakeneko could wear. Each Refugee will be expected to pick a stage name and a theme for their Idol persona.

While winning the Idol Festival isn't necessary, those looking to charm the audience will no doubt quickly discover a running theme in this competition's history: the Most Beloved Nyan has almost always been a crossdressing idol. As such, most of the feminine and pretty outfits are designed with male presenting bodies in mind, and the more masculine and dapper varieties are clearly meant to be worn by those with female presenting bodies. And as for those who fall in between? Well, keeping the audience guessing seems to be part of an idol's job here in Shikoku, so whatever they choose is sure to be a winner!

Contestants will be asked to perform a number of conventional activities, such as singing, dancing, and performing a special skill. But for some reason, sabotaging one another is highly encouraged, drawing laughter from crowds who probably haven't laughed since the last Idol Festival.

But from there, things just get weird.

Some contestants will be asked to wrestle in large tubs filled with whipped cream. Others will compete to catch small mechanical mice that dart around the stage. And others still will be paired off and asked to engage in a game of chicken, overtly flirting with one another on stage to see who taps out first. Some may even get as far as stripping each other before the judges call it a draw.

In case it wasn't clear: the Most Beloved Nyan is a Comedian Idol, hence the punny title. And given what a dreary place Shikoku tends to be, it's no wonder those on the outside are willing to sacrifice innocent people just to make their cursed loved ones smile again.

Truly, all the more reason to make sure the second half of the plan goes smoothly.

The Source of Magic Ichinomiya Castle, Tokushima
As the Shikoku Idol festival carries on into the evening, those participating in the infiltration plan must sneak into Ichinomiya Castle under the guise of finalists. They must look as convincing as possible to fool the guards, and may even need to flirt their way past the main gates.

Once inside, they head into the deepest level of the castle, past a winding staircase and down a hall where no light can be found. Only after descending into the darkness for nearly twenty minutes will they see the soft glow of a mysterious light down below. And upon following it, they'll find their target: a massive Mahougi tree deep underground, various wards and talismans surrounding the roots, which seem to extend deep into the earth beyond the walls of the castle itself.

But destroying the wards isn't going to be easy. Simply being in the presence of a Mahougi tree this powerful will induce powerful Kizuna side effects, the likes of which none of them may have experienced before. Some may find themselves succumbing to a desperate heat that renders them unable to think of anything except sex, while others may find their thoughts twisted, encouraging them to attack their fellow refugees in order to protect the tree, as if the tree itself somehow bonded with them.

In the midst of chaos, the fragile Mahougi tree roots suffer enough damage that all light fades from the petals, and with it, all magical and supernatural abilities stop working. As it turns out, Mahougi trees are far more than just trees. Serving as conduits for magic throughout the world, it's only thanks to the power of these trees that magic can persist in Nippon, no matter what world it comes from.

All throughout Shikoku, magic of every type and variety ceases to function -- but as an indirect result of this action, so too does the curse of Shikoku lift, freeing the Bakeneko from its control.

Did Katsuragi intend for this to happen from the start? In any case, the infiltrators will find it easy to flee the castle grounds amidst the chaos that spawns when all magic ceases to be.

Noble Sacrifice

As the magic on Shikoku withers, so too are the Islanders freed from the curse that bound them there many generations ago. All throughout the streets, there are Bakeneko celebrating, formerly cursed Yokai mourning what they've lost, and others still simply confused as to where to go from here. As word spreads, the Emperor's special forces arrive to take control of the situation, providing assistance and escorting those who wish to leave back to the mainland.

But for those willing to see things out to the end, they'll experience a Shikoku that hasn't been witnessed by outsiders for generations!

Dogs and Cats Ehime, Shikoku
With the reopening of Shikoku's borders, a number of Inu Yokai are among the first to return, eager to return to their old family business: the Doggo Onsen. As the oldest hot spring in Nippon, it's long been operated remotely, and even shut down entirely in the wake of the 1920 time loop. And as the ones responsible for saving everyone, the Refugees will be invited as the hot springs' exclusive first wave of guests.

Unlike modern equivalents, Doggo Onsen doesn't feature separate bathing areas for men and women, with both changing areas leading to the same springs. With all magic on the island temporarily disabled, bathers won't have to worry about magic enhancements, curses, or anything unpleasant as they relax in the soothing waters of the spring.

Well, for the most part, at least. In addition to a large indoor spring and a smaller outdoor spring on the roof, Doggo Onsen offers smaller, private springs for groups of three or less. Unlike the others, these springs are scented with unique blends of special herbs that can either cause relaxation, or function as a strong aphrodisiac.

Guests will also be allowed to stay in private rooms free of charge should they wish to spend a night or two relieving whatever tension the past few days may have brought on.

Magic Reborn Ichinomiya Castle, Tokushima
After a week of allowing things to settle down, the Refugees receive word of a special ceremony taking place in Ichinomiya Castle, in which they'll be honored for their actions and invited to witness the planting of a new Mahougi tree to revitalize the island's magic. Even those who didn't participate are invited to come witness the birth of a new era for Shikoku!

Unlike before, the entire city of Ichinomiya is bustling with excitement, as travelers from all over have filled the city with new life. But the real draw is at Ichinomiya Castle itself, where the Emperor has organized a feast and a ball in the Refugee's honor alongside the locals. Don't have a fancy outfit to wear? Don't worry! There's plenty of shops nearby selling... er, clothes that are much too small for most Refugees. Thankfully, the Emperor's entourage of Kitsune from Kyoto are prepared to enforce the dress code, nabbing anyone they see who is underdressed and dressing them in fancy or elaborate outfits whether their want it or not.

After an evening of dining and dancing, the Emperor is joined by a convoy of Bakeneko from Wakayama, who proceed to plant the seed of a new Mahougi tree in the castle courtyard, for all to see. Within seconds, the seed takes root, sprouting from the ground and quickly growing into a massive crystalline tree, towering high above the castle. As magic floods the land, nearby Refugees may find themselves afflicted by severe Kizuna side effects, many of which will linger even after they leave Shikoku.

But in all the excitement, some may notice the absence of a certain figure in all of this: Tama, the leader of Shikoku, the Kaibyo herself, is nowhere to be seen, nor do any locals seem to remember her.

If asked, Katsuragi will simply bow his head and ask that they pray for the future of Shikoku's people.

OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's September event! Please direct any questions to the Question Thread in the OOC Plotting post.

• Participants will be assured that Katsuragi himself will personally bring them home in the event the plan doesn't work. Despite appearances, he is one of the most powerful magic users in Nippon, and will be able to instantly teleport them back in an emergency.

• If your character would not willingly participate, you are welcome to have them kidnapped by the pirates under normal circumstances rather than as part of the plan. They will be welcome to join in upon arrival to work together to escape.

• Characters do not need to participate in the first two parts of the event to visit Shikoku in the latter part of the event.

• When all magic stops working in Shikoku, this includes any supernatural abilities held by player characters from their own world. Only inherently biological powers (such as a mermaid being able to breathe underwater with gills) will still function.

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Hibiki Fujiwara | Original

[windsongs]

🍃 o1. PIRATE'S LIFE.

[ So when she was told that they would need to find a way on the first boat to Shikoku by any means necessary, the first thought that came to her was sneaking her way aboard. There was enough cargo coming and going, and a surprising amount of people were causing a scene. It's good enough cover for this tiny blonde to find a crate or barrel to stow away in. Preferably one with food (specifically food that won't spoil), otherwise the trip might be a little rough.

It was a good idea in theory, and she would have gotten away with it had one of the crew not been such a butterfingers. In the process of loading some precious cargo (and the stuff that was already in there was probably good too), the pirate dropped the entire load--Hibiki included. Let's just say that boxes don't normally have such foul mouths.

And so here she is, locked in a cell with a few others after giving herself up, because she's a dumbass, not an idiot. Hands bound and smelling vaguely like potatoes, the small blonde makes a big stink as she's thrown in the brig, she continues to carry on about how "just because she gave up without a fight doesn't mean she couldn't". Once the guard that threw her in is out of earshot however, she cranes to watch them walk away before grinning. ]

Wow, that went better than I thought. These guys must not be too bright. Put these stupid things on real tight too, but maybe if I can get enough force going...

[ Feeling someone's eyes on her, Hibiki glances over at them, smiling surprisingly radiantly despite being covered in dirt. ]

So, what're you in for? [ Hibiki you know why, stop trying to pass around prison stories. ]

🍃 o2. (NOT) HERE TO MAKE FRIENDS. (closed)

[ You know, she's kind of sick of being pushed around and thrown in random places. The room she's shoved into is at least bigger than the cell on the ship. Moved around less too. And she's been able to rinse off the earthy smell of tubers, so she shouldn't complain there. Honestly she wouldn't have much to complain about, if this room was meant just for her. It's kind of small for two people.

Correction: It'sreally small for two people.

"Escorted" in (with a quick "Wait, really?!" thrown in over her shoulder after given a friendly push), Hibiki turns just in time for the sliding door to shut in her face. She blinks owlishly at it before gripping the edge, trying to pull it open for it to obstinately refuse. Tries one more time for good measure before heaving the heaviest sigh.

With still damp, braided hair hanging at her waist, wearing one of the yukata and haori their captors benefactors provided her, Hibiki turns, giving her poor bunk-mate a sheepish smile. ]

Hi...

[ Nailed it. ]

🍃 o3. LOVE LIVE LAUGH

[ If all Hibiki had to do was cheer on her fellow refugees and just vibe, she would be happy. But she is a performer after all, and even if she isn't playing to win (knowingly; depends on if someone challenges her), she wants to make sure that everyone involved has a good time. Not to mention, the fashion choices here are out of this world, quite literally! So for once, she decides she wants to go ham.

Walking out on stage dressed in white, the petite blonde carries an ornate cello with her to the center of the stage, where a single, wrought iron stool sits. As a few other musicians begin to file in (maybe a few of the refugees she found backstage willing to assist), the small blonde wordlessly sets up, adjusts the end pin, judges the height before sitting down. Judging from her very muted persona, perhaps she's going to play a bit of classical-- ]

...

[ No. No she is not. She's going to shred on this cello with absolute reckless abandon, before beginning to sing, the air shimmering with warmth and golden light as she lets her Voice ring.

She's not here to win, but she's not here to lose either. That overwhelming bravado melts off as soon as she leaves the stage however, as she clasps the shoulder of the next person on deck, grinning from ear to ear. ]

That crowd's great, you're gonna have a blast!

🍃 o4. MAGIC REBORN

[ This is just cool. Growing up not very well off, doing what she can to make money stretch just a liiiiittle more than it should, seeing something so opulent throws Hibiki for a loop. There's live music? And people in beautiful outfits? And she gets to be in a beautiful outfit too?! Pinch her, she has to be dreaming! It feels like she's stepped into some weird fairy tale filled with spirits and yokai and, to be honest? She is really, really into it.

Too bad she doesn't really know how to dance. If this were actually a dream, she might. But honestly Hibiki is more content just standing on the sidelines, a small plate of tiny hors d'oeuvres that she snacks on while idly swaying to the music.

But surprisingly when asked to dance, Hibiki will say no. She's happy to engage in small talk, but if anything she's avoiding stepping on the dance floor--or anywhere with a lot of people for that matter for one very good reason. She can tell that the ring on her left hand (now covered by a glove) has little to no effect here, considering how some of her abilities have been on overdrive. Normally that would be fine, if not for one thing.

Without the seal, she can see the auras of those around her. With so many people here, she already has a headache. Moving out to the dance floor would probably kill her.

Sure enough, after a while, she looks like she might be wilting, feeling a bit odd all-around. Looking a little pale, if she doesn't have someone call her out and make her leave escort her out, she will eventually leave the dance hall for the courtyard. Far enough away from the tree planting ceremony that she feels like she can breathe, she isn't far enough that she is completely immune to the overwhelming surge of magic. But the dulling headache does give her a distraction of sorts.

Enough to distract her from some new additions to her look. ]

2 lmao

[nagano]

[ All things considered, this is better than that prison cell.

...And it's considerably worse than his old tiny apartment.

Dressed in a simple kimono and his gloves (there was no way he'd give them up), Kaito is more interested in investigating the room itself than trying to get out. The biggest point of focus is also ironically very small.

That futon probably wouldn't even fit him, let alone the two of them. Sighing, Kaito slowly turns on his heel—just in time for her to also finish a turn and flash him a bright, sheepish smile.

His head hurts.

Rather than reply, Kaito grabs her arm and holds it.

His head hurts a little more. ]

Hey. Remember what they told us? We have to maintain contact in order to repel the island's curse. I'm sure we'd both much rather have better accommodations, but it looks like this is as good as it gets. You should take the bed.

4

[crisantemo]

[ Considering the... everything the past week or so has been, Lapis finds herself as more than a little drained by the time this ball rolls around. And she's used to things like this, reminded of the times she would attend events at her Grandmothers side, and it - along with the already creeping tiredness - brings a sense of homesickness that she was trying to ignore.

At the very least she got to wear a very pretty outfit, but after some mingling she decides that maybe some fresh air is needed. Though it seems like she's not the only person who has that idea... But the other woman looks a bit more, well, worn-out.

So after a moment, Lapis will approach, smoothing out the fluttering fabric of her skirt as she steps closer; expression serenely calm, though there's a flicker of concern in her eyes. ]

Are you alright...?

@oneandoni

[windsongs]

[ bgm. ]

[ One of many refugees who volunteered to dive into the deepest depths of the castle in search of the Mahougi tree, Hibiki is pretty easy to miss, especially after she's traded in her princely garb for something more practical for the occasion. It doesn't hurt that she's small and quick, with some experience with avoiding detection (thank you, time loop), but she thankfully isn't the focus here. She's just one of the many.

Disposing of the wards around the massive tree is an undertaking, even for someone with some experience under her belt. Her wind abilities can easily slash through just about anything, but disposing of the wards takes much more focus than she anticipates. Constantly warring against the tree's influence, with each ward destroyed, Hibiki finds it harder to maintain control--not just over her mind but her powers as well. What should be weaker spells, razor-like wind zig-zagging through each like a hot knife through butter become much more powerful, more potent than she's used to. She slows, forcing herself to breathe between each (deep breath in, deep breath out) to clear her head...

Until she feels a distinct tug, different from what she would back home, whenever she was in danger. Different, but just as strong.

A hand falling to her side, trembling as she slowly clenches a fist, Hibiki stops mid-spell, the talisman in front of her marred but not destroyed. A gale wraps around her before whipping outwards, a cold snap of wind slicing into whoever is closest to her. Her chin tips upward as she stares at the tree, stormy-blue eyes taking on a more radiant, lavender hue.

Slowly turning her head toward the silver-haired man next to her, golden hair blowing in the wind as she stares at him with cold, dead eyes, her usual sunny expression wiped clean. Drawing her arm upward, gale-force winds encasing her small form, she swings it back toward him in an attempt to rip through skin and bone. Her Voice is soft yet strong, compelling him with one single word: ]

Run.

Zhongli || Genshin Impact

[moradigging]

A Pirate’s Life for Me:

[upon arrival of this strange land, what Zhognli didn’t expect so quickly is a call to action to aid the people of the Western Kingdom. something about a kidnapping, how terrible. they may not be his people, but he supposes he can’t turn a blind eye to anyone in need. perhaps there’s some sense of righteousness that he can’t seem to shake. no matter, it’s not like he was doing anything in particular, and maybe his strengths can be lent to this endeavor.

the smart thing he does, however, is ask for a ride, instead of letting himself be held captive. it seemed simpler and more polite, and the worst they could have said was no, after all. but it’s kind of them to let him aboard, and offer him a nice meal and drink. and it’s not like he can pass up this sort of hospitality, despite the pirates trying to convince him of entering this… Idol competition, whatever that may be. now, the only thing that’s missing is some company, and some tales yearning to be told. if one were to approach him, Zhongli will offer a soft, polite smile, and a seat beside him]

You are more than welcome to join me, if you are so inclined.


The Source of Magic:

[Zhongli’s unsure exactly what comes over him, or how swiftly it assaults his senses; he had a set task at hand. destroy the wards and talismans, alongside the companions that had arrived with him. perhaps he wasn’t as wary and guarded as he should have been; the task itself seemed too easy. there’s a certain crawl up his spine, a certain tingle in his nerves, an itch that needs to be scratched. it’s a feeling he hasn’t felt in millenia, ever since hanging up his mantle as the warrior god, so to speak. but, as soon as he sees the tree, Zhongli’s compelled to protect it at any cost. the thought burrows deep and twists, until all he can think about is defending it. there’s a burning feeling in his chest that drives him, as he steps forward, in front of an assailant targeting one of talismans before summoning a barrier. for those who know Zhongli, the benevolence he usually carries with him is replaced with an air, a need to fight. there’s a hard look in his golden eyes, one that says they will suffer the wrath of the rock greatly, before he throws his arm out, and with it, a spear hurtling out by it.

for those who don’t know Zhongli… hopefully they’ll be able to hold their own in a fight]

Dogs and Cats:

[while not in the spring itself, having already taken a dip, Zhongli is in a resting area, a pot of tea brewing nearby. he’s a little disconcerted, it seems; the idea of not having any of his powers… though, within that concern comes a sense of tranquility. perhaps, along with giving up his gnosis, he can finally let go of his duties as the Geo Archon, that he can truly live as a mortal. it’s a prospect he thought he had accepted in Teyvat, but here, in Nippon, to be stripped of everything… the thought is, at least, settling the other concern that Zhongli has: the idea of losing himself to some spell, letting his mind be blinded by rational thought. he has to wonder if that magic had worked alongside the tiny cracks of erosion he won’t even deny. perhaps something to ponder on at a later date and time…

Zhongli takes a sip of his tea, before breathing out a soft sigh. at least the tea is calming]

[none of these work? wildcard meeeee!]

Dogs and Cats

[phoenixblessed]

[Zhongli is of course not the only one who has been shaken by the events of the last few days. A certain redhead who has not been without his Vision-given abilities since ten years of age is feeling strangely lost without them, though despite knowing he could leave at any time he wished he is lingering around until a dear friend of his is more reliably back on his feet.

The Geo Archon's presence by the trees had been noted - it was difficult not to notice him, even with everything else that had been going on - but since then Diluc hasn't been able to find him.

Or not... until now, at least, when he plants one pale hand gently against the back of the other man's chair and quietly clear his throat.]

Zhongli?

[No cheek this time - no mention of knowledge of his true self to throw him off-guard. He knows how this kind of thing works by now and he's braced for it... but at least he and this man had never got to know one another particularly well. It's only jarring for that first moment of awkward reintroduction.]

I suppose it might be too much to think you recall having been here before, this time.

Pirate's Life, but it's stupid

[brilliantdiamond]

[Zhongli, ever the wise god (save for when it to comes to financial responsibilities), clearly made the correct choice in asking the pirates for a pleasant ride to Shikoku.]

[Aether did not make the correct choice, and is currently tied to the mast of the ship.]

[He supposes it's better than being locked up in the jail cell below deck, but it's hardly comfortable. If not for the fact that he needs to get to Shikoku, he'd absolutely be able to break out, which just makes the whole thing that much worse. At least they aren't harassing him too much -- perhaps because he has his own set of cat ears and a tail thanks to Kizuna.]

[He knows he's not supposed to act like he knows anyone who got in through other means, but when he sees Zhongli of all people-- well, he can't help himself.]

--Zhongli!? What are you doing here?

[How long has he been back in Nippon? Did he run away and become a cat pirate?? There are too many questions and not enough time to ask them all.]

source of magic

[windsongs]

[ Hibiki isn't a stranger to fighting for control, even if she doesn't realize it. Constantly feeling something trying to tug at her, it's easy enough for her to banish those feelings telling her to lash out, to act. Swatting each away with a metaphysical hand, the small blonde remains focused on the task at hand, destruction of the wards that wards around the massive tree. The compulsion to act gets stronger with each magical item destroyed, and as she goes, she has to slow down. Focus. Center herself and breathe.

Until something assaults her senses, synapses firing at a million miles per second as alarms go off in her head. On her end, the world around her slows to a crawl as the Archon turns his attention to her, his amber-eyed gaze meeting eyes of stormy-blue.

For someone still green when it comes to magic, the small blonde moves with an unnatural alacrity. She might not see it, but Hibiki can feel his attack before it manifests, her body responding before she has a chance to process what's going on. She sidesteps, aided by a brisk gust of wind. Instead of pulling it in fully to guard herself, she lets the current die, shouting out instead. ]

Hey, what are you doing?! You need to be careful!

[ She knows it's deliberate even if she doesn't understand why. But she at least needs to make an effort to defuse this situation. Have a conversation. Redirect the aggression. And if she can't do that, well...

Disarm, by any means necessary. ]

Aether (Traveler) | Genshin Impact

[brilliantdiamond]

1 | And They Were Roommates
[This isn't Aether's first time to Shikoku, so he already knows just how serious this curse can be. As such, he doesn't want to take any risks when it comes to neglecting to bond, and will go out of his way to hold hands and hug every friend and stranger he comes across who seems to be spacing out or developing new cat-like features.]

[But staying the night certainly brings new challenges, and when he realizes the room assignments are randomized, he sees the dilemma sitting before them. But whether he knows the person he's rooming with or not, the offer is the same:]

So... should we just share a bed to make sure we're bonding all night?


2 | Crossdress Duress
[Aether has perhaps just a little too much experience with crossdressing, needing no help in choosing a proper outfit, and even styling his own hair and make-up. Don't question it.]

[Probably best not to question why he blushes every time he catches his own reflection either. Kinky bastard.]

[But as the festival carries on, he starts to notice just how weird this contest is. And eventually, he gets to experience it first hand, when he's brought on stage with someone else and needs to see who'll last the longest with each of them trying to flirt with the other.]

[Which is easier said than done when they aren't allowed to laugh, or they lose.]

[But Aether has a trick up his sleeve. Regardless of who he's paired with, the act is the same: he summons a large geo construct behind them in the form of a large boulder -- and uses it as a wall for a proper kabedon. Yes, even if they're taller than him. That just makes the audience laugh more!]

Hey. Come here often?


3 | Infiltration
[With the silliness behind them, now was the time for the main event! Still dressed in his idol outfit, it was time to rid Shikoku of this terrible curse.]

A | The Silly Option
[But before they can get that far, first they needed to get past the guards. Sure, they could just try to sneak past them, but if these are the only guards who will pose an issue, having permission will allow things to go smoothly. And so, he turns to whoever happens to be heading down with him.]

So... rock-paper-scissors to see who has to flirt with them to get by?

B | The Smut Option
A mahougi tree? We should be careful... I've heard these things can make the side effects from Kizuna a lot worse.

[It's only thanks to a chance encounter earlier in the month that he knows about this, but just because he knows doesn't mean there's anything they can do about it. And as they get closer, he can feel his mind starting to grow foggy, as a heat begins building in the pit of his stomach.]

...h-hey. Is it getting hotter in here?

C | The Fight Option
[After all the distractions leading up to this point, it was time to destroy the wards. And alongside the others, Aether nods to agree to try and burn them off. But as he raises a hand to cast the necessary spell -- he hears a voice in the back of his mind. He gasps, both hands gripping the side of his head as he can feel control being ripped away from him.]

[Hopefully whoever is with him knows what they're up against. Despite all appearances to the contrary, Aether is very powerful.]

N-No... get back...!!


4 | A Relaxing Dip
[After everything that happened, while Aether really should have opted to leave Shikoku for some healing, he instead decides to stick around until the planting of the new mahougi tree. And so, to rest his weary body, he decides to spend an evening at the Doggo Onsen.]

[He ended up pretty battered and bruised by the end of it, though the worst of his injuries were ultimately self-inflicted to snap himself out of the previous mahougi's control. A cut on his head, a busted lip, a badly sprained wrist and ankle, a stab wound on his shoulder, and a smattering of other cuts and scrapes from how little control he had while fighting.]

[He's only sitting up on the edge for now, a warm towel draped over his lap, as he tries to figure out how to lower himself in without using his hand. Ultimately, when he sees someone else come in, he decides to ask--]

Hey, would you mind giving me a hand? I'm still pretty sore from earlier.


5 | Wildcard
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2, because AETHER WHY

[windsongs]

[ You'd think after absolutely tearing it up on a cello earlier that Hibiki would just ride on that high rather than return to the stage. But honestly, it has been a long time since she's been able to perform somewhere that isn't a badly-lit bar or some claustrophobic club in Shinjuku, and god she's missed this. A crowd that actually listens rather than treats your presence as part of the ambiance? You bet she's going in for round two.

Which brings her here, a last-minute sub after his competition ended up getting cold feet. Knowing that this is supposed to be a flirting contest makes this even better. Hibiki is used to tearing into guys who think she's just a piece. Not that this kid is. He seems sweet. She probably won't have to dig in too deep.

But then he kabedons her; a 5'1" takarazuka prince who looks momentarily stunned. What the hell kind of extra shit is this?!

Recovering quickly, she reaches up to place a finger on his lips, leaning forward juuuust slightly as she gives him a haughty smile. ]

If you're going to try to rock my world when I do, then I might have to~

[ Hibiki you can't exude Ara Ara energy while making the world's worst pun, that's illegal. ]

Dainsleif | Genshin Impact

[jarinza]

Heart of Shikoku - The source of magic (nsfw/violence)

[ After putting up with all the nonsense of getting here, Dain is certainly not going to make use of it. At least for the idol contest, he was able to get by just using his abyssal powers to get a seat as a finalist. He's somehow managed to get past the guards and therein lies the problem.

The moment he came into contact with that tree everything took a turn for the worst. His breathing and curse, amplified by his own refusal thus far to bond with anyone while here, flare up to an agonizing degree. And this heat...overtaking his body it was almost sickening how much it hurt. Dainsleif will be found on one knee, gasping and breathing heavily as he looks back at whoever is near him. His eyes are filled with malice and ill-intent which is directed toward anyone that comes by or even near the tree. His title of Bough Keeper seems to be making a resurgence it would seem. ]

Noble Sacrifice - Dogs and Cats (NSFW)

[ After everything that happened beneath the castle Dain definitely needs a breather. Attacking people and his fellow outsiders was not something he had ever wanted to happen. But this place has a way of pushing him far beyond his limits it seems.

He's taking some time to recuperate and just embrace the fact that his curse doesn't hurt right now. He opted for the private baths since he doesn't want anyone asking him questions about his arm or face, but you're more than welcome to barge in on him anyway.

He'll close his eyes as he sinks deeper into the bath, enjoying the peace and relaxation that he honestly hasn't felt in 500 years. There was no pain, there was no curse, it was strange and unusual to be without it as it had become a part of him in those regards. ]

Noble Sacrifice - Magic Reborn

[ Is he going to participate? Absolutely not. Loner is Dain's middle name but maybe he should have because once that magic comes back so does all the pain that comes with his curse. He might be wandering the streets of Shikoku when it hits him and he'll let out an audible sound of pain as he almost falls to his knees. The only thing saving him is that the wall to an alleyway is right there and he manages to drag himself into it before collapsing. ] Why...this.

[ He was just getting used to not having a constant, burning, unrelenting pain that he's lived with for 500 years...and now it's back. Dain's life is hard and to top it all off he'll now be sporting this look against his will. His tail will twitch uncontrollably as he just...slides to the floor a grimace of pain contorting his features. ]

slides in... | Dogs & Cats!

[phoenixblessed]

Are you-- I'm sure someone is in here already.

[Diluc is trying to protest. He really is, but the bakaneko who is (almost mischievously!) insisting that there is no one in the room they're currently arguing outside of is being very pushy about the matter and Diluc really has no desire to try to overpower a small bipedal cat with pure physical strength while he's almost entirely naked. It just doesn't seem right.

He relents only because this place has seemed fairly on the level so far, but the door is opened, he's ushered quickly through it, and he immediately drops his face into one hand.

This kind of thing again? Really?]

Dainsleif. [Only a quick glance, but it was enough for him to recognise the man and he can't help but feel a little vulnerable here, clad only in a towel and with every mark and scar on him on full display.] I apologise for the intrusion.

kamisato ayaka | genshin impact

[mistsplitter]

🌸 a: i ship it

[ It hasn't been long since the ship has sailed, and for Ayaka, this is truly a wonderful experience. After all, despite living in a nation surrounded by the sea, she has never set foot on a ship before, let alone travel on it! It's no surprise the bakeneko were more than willing to have such a lovely lady on board, and is even given more than the minimum for reception.

With everything said and done though, Ayaka has been allowed to go around the ship on her own. Now, she'd heard (and seen) some people tied up to the mast, put in jail and such, so she does her best to sneak around with a plate of fish and rice, as well as a teapot. These people could be hungry, after all! As such, like a knight in shining armour, Ayaka will quietly approach anyone held captive. ]

Hello. I've come with some food to eat. [ And if they're tied up? She'll free them with her sword, too. Careful not to injure anyone, the sword is put away and disappears in a flash as soon as the ropes have been cut. ] Let us be quiet when we leave later on. For now, your well-being is more important.


🌸 b: cuddle bug

[ This is a rather strange predicament, one that... Ayaka's not sure she should be happy about. At the same time though, there is something about being with another person that excites her. Whether it is a friend, an acquaintance, or someone she has never met before... well, she is rather eager to spend the night with said person. ]

We were told to bond with each other at all times. [ She sits at the foot of the bed in a nice yukata, her hair already down, her sandals already off, socks still worn. While she would prefer to share a bed with someone she's more comfortable with, she supposes she will just have to make the most out of this. ] Shall we hold hands, then?

Ah, when you are ready, of course.

[ At least your new roomie seems very pleasant? As if she's excited about all this. And, hey! She is a very good handholder, too! ]


🌸 c: under the tree

[ Whether or not Ayaka has come to this part of the castle alone, or with someone, she has her katana at the ready, her Vision that is tied to the back of her dress brightly shining. Performing on stage and being challenged was honestly very fun, but there are more pressing matters at hand. They have a goal here for this infiltration, and even though this would be Ayaka's first time doing something like this? She would like to do it well.

However, it seems following the path that leads deeper underground without paying too much attention to one's surroundings will become her downfall. Severely affected by the Mahougi tree's presence, she finds herself increasingly frustrated. 1- To the point that if there is anyone nearby, she will immediately run to them. Starved, bothered, flustered, it seems the effects on Ayaka have made her bolder. ]

You must help me, [ ... :'D;;;; ] please.

2 - Or, her frustration has her lift her sword at anyone who seems to be a threat. Either way, things are going to get wet-- NO FASDGSDGHDH ]


🌸 d: wildcard
[ feel free to hit me up with a starter of your own! i'm also more than happy to write custom starters. plot with me! ]

Wildcards u with chaos

[brilliantdiamond]

[No doubt Ayaka has seen Aether around today... or maybe that was Lumine? They're honestly really hard to tell apart right now, and the fact that Aether's been switching costumes on and off isn't helping matters.]

[And yet despite all this, when he steps on stage in his current ensemble, the thing that really calls his attention is that he's facing what appears to be a very short Ayato. And before they even have a chance to begin the competition, he already appears to be struggling not to laugh.]

[Which he absolutely can't do, because the goal here is to flirt with your competitor until they either tap out or start laughing.]


[Which of course means that Aether is going for the kill, and will be speaking in a falsetto voice the whole time. Please, imagine it. The voice alone gets the crowd giggling.]

Oh! What a handsome gentleman! Won't you come here and sweep me off my feet?

Archangel Raphael ◈ Original Character

[cupiditasmedendi]

i. A Pirate's Life for Me

[Raphael, who has no plans to be kidnapped (we would like to see anyone try) or to get on one of the boats by choice is simply lingering about on the docks while a few people are prodded onto one of the pirate ships. It’s hard to tell from this distance if they’re going willingly or actually being taken by force, given that the bakaneko seem to be poking everyone up the gangplanks in the same brusque manner, and the archangel is in two minds on whether or not he wants to get involved in anything to do with that place again after the last time.

Still… he does tend to be very much ruled by his curiosity.

He watches the ships and the bakaneko for a little longer, then hops his way to his feet and… vanishes. This isn’t going to be a question that someone who was watching from afar is going to find an answer to any time soon, but anyone who happens to be standing too close to him might just find that they are whisked along in a deafening flurry of rushing air and noisy wing-beats, only to suddenly appear at Shikoku’s port.

The angel was not expecting company for the trip and looks faintly disoriented as he glances around to see who - or what - just stowed away with him.]

Oh--... [Whoops.] I’m sorry about that...

ii. I'm Not here to Make Friends

[He has no problems with physical contact. In fact he’ll happily latch on to anyone who looks like they might be struggling to find some companionship out here, slipping his hand into theirs and shooting them a friendly smile.]

Just for a moment - unless you want to experience the curse for yourself? I don’t recommend it. [Speaking from experience, honestly, he wouldn’t say that anyone should really go out of their way to try and see what the island’s curse can actually do to them. Last time he was here it had shaken him up for weeks.]

Are you with someone else?

[He doesn’t mind helping someone find their friends if that’s what’s needed, or… they could just keep holding hands, that’s fine too.]

iii. The Source of Magic

[Fighting isn’t something that he enjoys doing, but anyone who tries to engage Raphael in combat around the roots of the tree are very likely to find that they have met their match in a being only one step being an all-powerful deity. Raphael glows as he walks through the area that so quickly became a battlefield, any anyone who tries to launch an ill-advised attack in his direction would find themselves being bodily thrown backwards with no indication that he even noticed them, and with their weapons suddenly disintegrating in their hands or their magic suddenly entirely ineffective.

It looks like he could deal with this whole thing by himself if he was left to it, but he concentrates on keeping attackers clear of the people who are actually trying to destroy the tree roots.

The light fades, and all magic in the area fades with it--

And Raphael immediately crumples to his knees, pale and shaking, wide-eyed as he looks down at his hands like he doesn’t understand what’s happening to him. He has had various abilities and powers overridden or manipulated while he’s been here, but he has never felt like this.]

What--? [His voice comes out in a tense whisper. He tries to do something. Anything. Six wings tear through the back of his clothes and spread upwards, outwards, feathers bristling.]

That isn’t--... no, no no no...

iv. Wildcard

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ii. I'm so sorry.

[thelittlestbub]

The first instinct is to PAF off, to blow up whoever dared touch her, and get the hell out of the situation. But, she remembers how tender her hands are and instead just yanks it away.

"Dude, you go about groping every girl you come across or am I just special?" Thanks, but last time she was 'special' to someone, he tried to take what she wasn't willing to give, and several cars blew up because of it. She had nothing to do with it hear?!

Diluc Ragnvindr ◈ Genshin Impact

[phoenixblessed]

i. I'm Not here to Make Friends

[Luckily for Diluc, he actually has plenty of friends that he can rely on to keep the curse at bay while he’s here. No turning into a cat for this man, though now and then someone might swear they could see a pair of ears and a bushy tail on the man. Not a cat, no, but something else… and always coincidentally when he’s just been around Kaeya.

Other than that, though, if anyone happens to need a moment of emergency physical contact..? They would find that he flinches away initially, checking just who is deciding to touch him without warning, glancing at them with a half-wary comment.]

Can I help you?

[At night is where the real fun begins. Diluc is, understandably, not best pleased about these ‘randomised’ room assignments as he would much prefer to be able to choose who he spends the night with. A friend or partner will get the warm greeting they would have come to expect from him, and more distant acquaintances might find him looking a mite uncomfortable with the situation.

Complete strangers, and people he actively dislikes..? He checks the door, then pushes up one of his sleeves with a mutter of ‘I’m not dealing with this shit’. Stop him from causing property damage, or… just let him do it, if that’s what you want.]

ii. Dogs and Cats

[With everything that has happened and how sore he is after all of it, the promise of a hot spring with no peculiar side-effects is too much of a temptation to turn down. Diluc can be found in the large outdoor spring at first, his hair tied up high off his neck in a messy bun and his pale, scarred and lightly summer-freckled skin unabashedly on display as he reclines in a quieter corner of the pool and tries to pretend no one else is there.

Knowing he’s in a public area, though, he’s not going to be too irritated if someone chooses to join him. He can always leave.

And later on in the day he does just that, taking up in one of the private rooms instead and sinking into the water as deeply as he can. Whether it’s soothing or… otherwise, he really doesn’t mind… a lot of his boundaries have come down over the past several months and he can really work with either scenario as a method of relaxation. It is inevitable in places like this that private rooms are never really private, so when the door opens he’s slightly annoyed… but not surprised.]

It’s fine, come in. [The redhead straightens and makes a small gesture at the pool in front of him. He looks a little flushed, but is it the heat or something else?] I can’t guarantee the effects if you decide to get in here, though.

iii. Magic Reborn

[Wearing a fancy outfit to a ball is, at least, something that Diluc is used to happening here and he doesn’t even need too much persuading. What he has on treads the line between gender representation quite nicely, and with his hair done up and threaded through with small gold ornaments it’s sometimes difficult to tell at a glance if he’s a woman or not.

But he’s letting himself have fun without thinking about it too hard, for once. Don’t they need it, after everything that’s gone on over the past couple of weeks? He eats a little, drinks a little, and will even dance a little if someone asks him to (he’s a lord, of course he can dance), but the real highlight of the night as far as he’s concerned is when the seed is planted in the courtyard and the faded Vision he’s had tied to his hip for the entire week flares back to life.

The first thing he does when he feels it - and it’s funny how he feels it - is produce a few glowing balls of flame that shoot up a few feet and burst into showers of little sparks.]

By the gods, I missed you.

[He hasn't noticed, but a pair of wolf ears have popped up out of his hair again. Those kizuna effects are going to hit him full force pretty quickly.]

iv. Wildcard

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Magic reborn ✨

[icepatch]

[Look, Kaeya is all for fancy outfits. This, however, was a lot but you know, Kaeya was going to rock it anyway. The silver ornaments in his dark blue hair pulling it partway up also matched quite nicely with the whole get up. Although he had to be mindful of any bruises or bandages showing through from his fight with Chuuya. A week with no healer but regular first aid was only going to help so much. So, his shirt was not as open as he would have liked.

But forget all that! When his faded Vision flared to life once more, Kaeya let out a burst of frost which had the side effect of a healing spell flow back into his body. Now that felt quite nice. But then, he made a face at his wine glass. He froze it.

Kaeya's attention was drawn when he caught sight of not only the sparks of fire but the burst of wolf ears and tail that accompanied the Vision holder. He grinned broadly, not at all needing to confirm his own transformation as he sauntered over with his fox tail swaying against the cape of his outfit.]

Ooooh, a firework show. And I get front row seats~!

[He planted a hand right between those bushy wolf ears and he showed off his frozen glass of wine. See, he got his powers back too!]

Could I get a hand with this?

[Kaeya could easily unfreeze it himself but where was the fun in that?]

Vennessa ◈ Genshin Impact

[vennessa]

i. The Source of Magic

[As it turns out, going along with the infiltration of the castle is really the last thing that Vennessa should have decided that she wanted to do… but she’s here now, sword in hand, and there’s no turning back.

Once they’re in she does her best to get rid of most of the ridiculous outfit that she had to put on to get in and presses forwards along with the others who made it down there, but it doesn’t take long for the effects of the tree to start getting hold of her once they’re in the presence of the tree. It comes over her in a rush of warmth that makes her face flush and her steps stumble, and she grips on to the nearest person she can reach as a sudden insistent heat throbs between her thighs.]

Oh, not again. [And that’s the last truly coherent thought she has before she’s almost dropping her sword, looking around for some way to find a release from this.

Soon enough though, the fighting overtakes anything else and while Vennessa isn’t manipulated into trying to defend the tree, she may well end up facing off against someone who is. She raises her sword against someone stood between her and one of the roots and snaps out a warning.]

Move, before I make you move.

ii. Dogs and Cats

[In the hot springs, Vennessa takes up a spot in the corner of one of the smaller outdoor springs and stays there. She doesn’t tie her hair up, letting the water soak up the strands until they’re dark with it, and she keeps her eyes shut as the heat of the water sinks into her for long enough that anyone passing by would be forgiven for thinking that she might have fallen asleep.

Things like this, what happened under the castle, only serve to remind her all the more keenly that she is different from many people who have been drawn into Nippon. With no powers of her own save for the magic she has learned here, she had barely noticed when all of the magic on the island had been neutralised… but she had seen the fear and panic in the face and reactions of those who keenly felt something lost in that moment.

Her eyes crack open and she puffs out a sigh.]

I miss Mondstadt. Crushing the nobility was easier than this.

iii. Magic Reborn

[After a week, she’s managed to work her way through most of the complicated feelings that being here pushed to the front of her mind and finds herself looking forward to the celebration that is being thrown even if she does spend most of it wallflowering around the edges of the room. She does make the best of the food and drink on offer - perhaps a little too much, admittedly… and is slightly tipsy a few hours into the party.

She perches on a chair with one shoe half falling off and her chin resting on her hand, watching people milling about and enjoying themselves with a small half-smile on her face. It’s nice, but she does have to wonder… just where does it end? How much are they going to be asked to risk and sacrifice for the sake of this place…

But, no, this isn’t the time for those kinds of thoughts. She straightens her shoulders up and catches the eye of the nearest person with a smile.]

Enjoying the party? It’s… something, isn’t it?

[Sure is something…]

iv. Wildcard

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Magic Reborn

[icepatch]

[Kaeya dragged over another chair and set it down, straddling it backwards with a drink still in hand. He was a little tipsy himself, but not so much that he could really be drunk. He wasn't sure if he should go that far tonight, despite all that had happened. His body still ached from his injuries and he hated the absent feeling of his faded Vision. It was still tied to his waist, of course.

He rested his arms along the back of the chair, resting his chin on this and idly swirling the glass of red liquid.]

That's an understatement. [He huffed softly through his nose, but he gave her a small, crooked smile.] How are you doing?

Red Wine ◈ Food Fantasy

[judgementor]

i A Pirate's Life for Me

[A Food Soul like Red Wine does not simply allow themselves to be kidnapped. He’s on the ship by choice and enjoying the freedoms that come along with that, strolling about on the deck and occasionally perching up near the bow with a snack or a glass of wine (don’t ask where he got the wine, it’s always better not to).

But he isn’t completely cold-hearted, and he does occasionally saunter below decks to where the ‘captives’ are. Unfortunately he can’t ask for anyone to be let out - he doesn’t want to be down here himself - but he does… sneak a little extra food in now and then.

Aside from that, what’s not to like? Red Wine isn’t the seasick sort, though he will show some sympathy to those who are (and might be able to give them a few tips).]

ii. Dogs and Cats

I do have to wonder if there’s any part of this country that doesn’t have some kind of natural hot spring. [Red Wine comments this to whoever happens to slip into the water nearby in the larger area of the public springs, and he rolls his head slightly to turn his attention in their direction.] Not that I’m complaining… it really feels like we earned this one.

[If whoever he made the comment to looks like they’re not in the mood to talk he’ll contentedly leave them alone, but if they seem interested, well… the culture of Nippon is one that Red Wine has settled into incredibly well, and he leans one arm against the edge of the pool as he fixes his current companion with a curious smile.]

I’ve seen they have private rooms here. Have you tried one of them yet?

[Private rooms with… a little spice added to them, from what he remembers. Sure, he might be a bit bruised up from the fighting under the castle… but all the more reason to thoroughly enjoy himself, right?]

iii. Magic Reborn

Are you getting up to dance?

[Brazen, confident, as bold a smile as he ever has when he’s fully himself, Red Wine doesn’t appear to have been affected at all by the sudden loss of magic one way or another. To say it doesn’t bother him would be an outright lie, but… if this is how it’s going to be then this is how it will be, and he’s pretty sure that it’s going to be fixed because that’s just how things go around here.

So here he is, offering a hand to someone who may or may not have looked like they wanted to dance in the first place, with a sharp-toothed and wholly charming smile on his face.]

Come on. If you don’t know what you’re doing, I don’t mind if you end up stepping on my feet a little.

[He can be very hard to say no to… but if you don’t want to dance…]

No? Then maybe a drink instead?

iv. Wildcard

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iii

[windsongs]

[ The woman that he approaches is dressed in blue and gold, and has been watching the dance floor for a while now. It isn't like Hibiki doesn't want to dance--quite the opposite in fact. But a side-effect of entering a world that messes with her seal, she can see everyone's auras, hear them in a (thankfully dull) cacophonous rabble. So having her go out into the middle of the dance floor while her powers are still active isn't happening; the headache that that would cause far outweighing her desire to try dancing. But only just.

He probably saw her bobbing to the music on the sidelines. She isn't exactly doing a good job showing that she doesn't want to participate in the festivities. Blinking a few times when Red offers, the small blonde looks up. ]

Are you sure? I'm in heels so it'll probably hurt.

[ It seems only right warning him. Also: ]

Can we stay on the outside? Being in the middle of everything might be a little hard for me. [ Even with this brief moment of respite for her. She doesn't know when her powers will come back. ]

Chuuya Nakahara | Bungo Stray Dogs

[darkdisgrace]

Not here to make friends
[Chuuya is at least a very good sport about the whole required physical contact thing... mostly. He's pretty welcoming to familiar faces with an offer of his hand or an arm over the shoulder, just don't sneak up on him. If that happens, the person in question will find their hand caught in a bone crushing grip, though it's quickly released with a huff when he realizes it's just one of his fellow refugees.]

Warn a guy, will yha? ...Your hand okay?

[At night it's a little less easygoing. He likes sharing a bed with someone, but that doesn't mean he isn't choosy about who he gets cuddly with.

Best result is a comfortable cuddle with a friend, someone Chuuya doesn't mind letting that close in his sleep. But if worse comes to worse, he'll might try to kick down the door. That... would be bad, actually.]

Love Live Laugh
[Chuuya, at least, knows how to pull off a dress. It's a little more mature than the standard idol fare, but it suits him more than something frilly in his opinion.

As for his talent? Well he can't just punch things on stage, though he guesses a martial arts demonstration would be... unique. At least his voice is decent, so that's what he'll sign up for.

When a large tub of whipped cream is rolled out, however.... well, Chuuya certainly has to raise an eyebrow.]

Really? What the f-- Er, what's this for?

[Right. Have to talk nicely on stage. Damn, but he's glad he's almost out of this show.
For now, some poor sap is going to have to wrestle him in a tub of whipped cream, however.]

Source of magic
A
[Now this is more his speed. Covert ops wasn't anything new to Chuuya, so he's more than happy to ditch the comedy disaster of the idol show for this. He's ready to fight if he has to, to get this over with.

He is not expecting the warmth that blooms beneath his skin, when they finally find the tree. He grips the front of his dress, letting out a surprised but humorless laugh.]

now? Really?

B
[After that... momentary diversion, Chuuya's ready to tear these seals down by hand, if necessary. And he does intend to try, approaching the tree roots himself.

...Unfortunately for him, that was a bad idea.

The impulse that sweeps over him steals his breath away. Thoughts twist, desires along with it.

There's no warning for the rest of the group, besides Chuuya turning towards his fellow refugees.

a sizable boulder is suddenly thrown towards some of the team, a faint crimson glow enveloping it. Might want to run. Or fight, because Chuuya's priorities have changed.]

C - Plot with me first!
[At some point, the fight drags on long enough that Chuuya's goal-- protect the tree--seems almost out of reach. There's too many people and too much space. He can't stop all of them like this. At this rate...

...No. He will stop them. The magic digging deep into his mind urges such, finding fertile soil in Chuuya's fiercely protective instincts.

There's an option. One he hates, one he avoids at all costs, usually... but it's worth it, isn't it?

No one present will realize the intent behind Chuuya pausing in his assault, tugging his gloves off with a long, slow breath, expression steeled.

Everything will be okay. He'll make sure of it, or die trying.

The fact that the 'die' is almost assured for him pales in comparison to the life of the tree.]

"O grantors of dark disgrace.... Do not wake me again.

[Darkness the color of dried blood gathers around Chuuya, bright red runes blooming across his skin. The ground around him shatters, as if the pressure of Chuuya's very presence is too much for the rock below.

A manic laugh escapes him as he turns his head towards the nearest target. There's nothing but madness in his eyes: Unseeing, unfocused, pupils bare pinpricks.

And then he's off like a bullet out of a gun. Run, dodge, defend... Chuuya can't stop, anymore.

But corruption is a double edged sword: the blood dripping from his nose and mouth seems to indicate he can't keep going forever.]

Cats and dogs
[Well, that was a fucking disaster. Suffice it to say, Chuuya spends the first few days after the infiltration bedridden. His entire body aches, bruises both external and internal making movement difficult. Still, the offer of a free stay at an onsen is precisely what his aching body needs.

Chuuya certainly doesn't make a particularly attractive sight, soaking in the hot springs: His body is covered with ugly bruises, his hands raw. There's a pallor to his skin that speaks of recent blood loss and exhaustion, but the sigh he lets out is downright blissful as the warmth of the water sinks into his sore muscles.

He seems... surprisingly functional, for a guy who looks like he got hit by a truck.]

Fucking hell, I needed this.

[OOC: Plot with me over here for source of magic prompt C, otherwise open to all!]

B to C

[icepatch]

[The boulder doesn't land on the refugees. Kaeya, still dressed in this ridiculous idol outfit, quickly summoned ice to block the boulder. He hadn't meant for it to bloom like a flower, but it was something he had been practicing lately. Making more solid shapes to utilize with his cryo. Still, it hit hard and he grunted as though he grabbed the thing itself, feet digging into the ground as he held the flower in place and kept the boulder from landing onto the group and allowing them to scatter.]

Chuuya, what are you doing?!

Xiao | Genshin Impact

[baneofallevil]

A Pirate’s Life For Me

[ This whole plan sounded impossibly risky and dangerous but Xiao knew better than to fight the ones who would be trying to abduct people. He knew he could avoid them easily, but something else had occurred to him and he had ended up asking them for a trip there without any violence breaking out.

He could easily ignore all the chatter aimed at him about some kind of ‘idol’ festival, and as the ship set off? Xiao contented himself with standing on the main deck with his arms on the edge nearby, gazing out into the waters quietly. Nobody knew how this was going to go but he was feeling restless and this was something of a distraction for him.

Perhaps it would make it too easy for someone to come up to speak with him, if they so chose. ]

Dude looks like a Lady

[ He had insisted that he wasn’t interested in that idol business but somehow had been pulled into it. There was no need to cause a scene despite his unwillingness and so, Xiao had allowed the others to put him in an outfit, do up his face in absolutely stunning makeup and style his hair elaborately with it parted on the left with some small braids and a stunning lotus hair pin to top it off.

Until he spoke, many would be hard pressed to believe he was actually a man.

The part he had the most problem with was when he was ushered to the stage with someone else and told he was supposed to flirt with them?? He frowned a bit, gaze raking from the crowd to the one he was with and exhaled a small sigh. ]

Hm. You look stunning. No flower on the highest mountain peaks could compare to you.

[ Please bear with him. Xiao REALLY isn’t great with flirting but he’s trying. ]

The Source Of Magic

[ They’d finally reached the tree, and it’s hard not to recognize it due to his run-in with it sometime earlier. He even figured that the task of removing those wards and talismans would be a simple enough task, stepping forwards with smooth, quick steps.

Xiao hadn’t even reached halfway to the tree when he felt it, something coiling and wrapping around his mind like dark vines. It made him recoil a little, instincts shifting and changing within his very mind. He wasn’t even entirely aware of the shift, only now aware of the one task he needed to complete here and it heavily resembled his duty he once carried to protect the people and lands of Liyue.

The ONLY warning people would get before what happened next was the bright flash of teal light as his spear materialized in his hand, followed by a blur of movement as he turned on his heel and aimed the tip of his spear at the closest person. His eyes were dark, narrowed and inherently angry as he looked at them. ]

Leave. Now. I’ll only say it once.

Dogs and Cats

[ After everything that had happened, Xiao felt awful and had opted to visit the hot springs to just… unwind. Nothing else to it.

He wasn’t intentionally avoiding people. Mostly. Not that it stopped him from picking an obscure time to go to said large outdoor spring in the hopes of being by himself. He’s lucky that by the time he arrived, there wasn’t anyone nearby - as far as he knew - and so he settled into the water with a content, soft sound.

Whether he became so lost in his thoughts or the water felt truly soothing? His eyes slipped shut and one would be hard-pressed to wonder if he’d fallen asleep, when really he was listening for any sounds but wasn’t really in any kind of bad mood.

Only as footsteps sound and start to approach, does he crack an eye open and look at whoever had shown up. ]

…Hm. If you want me to leave, I can.

[ Though if Xiao was honest, he was content to stay exactly where he was. ]

Wildcard

[ Feel free to surprise me with anything you’d like. :D Surprise me if you want! ]

Dogs and cats!

[brilliantdiamond]

Actually, could you stay? I might need some help getting in the water.

[If Xiao never saw Aether after the infiltration, his appearance now might be startling. He's still wearing a robe as he approaches the water, but he's clearly walking with a limp, one wrist wrapped in bandages, and his face littered with cuts and bruises. Not a common sight from someone as adept at fighting as the Traveler.]

Unless you wanted some time alone? I can check a different bath, if so...

[thelittlestbub]

A Pirate's Life

Jubilee is always curious about places that other people say not to go. Sure, there are places that she knows she shouldn't go, but those are places that she's usually sussed out for herself. This? This is completely separate. Watching the pirates incapacitate someone, she follows them toward the ship.

Surprisingly, when she asks to get on board? They let her. Weird.

So, now she's on board a pirate ship, headed toward an island she's never heard of, leaning against the railing, and the salt spray hitting her in the face. It's... peaceful, sort of. She feels bad for those tied to the mast, but at this point, she's not sure what to do. Not yet. She's still figuring it out.

The Source of Magic

Jubilee, since she was twelve, has made her way with her powers. She's been a street entertainer before, and doesn't mind doing it again. Seeing people smile at the pretty lights she creates is something that she enjoys. So, when she goes to PAF and nothing happens? She gives a weak smile, and then tries again.

Nothing.

Another try and Jubilee starts to panic. She can't... she can't feel her PAFs writhing under her skin like she normally does. She can't tell what's going on. No, no time to panic. She needs to get things straight. So, she tries again. Still nothing. What happened to her powers?!

Magic Reborn

The Kitsunes remind her of Warren and Emma. Everything in its proper place and time. So, she gladly lets one dress her, and edits the outfit down to something she can move and fight in if necessary.

Stepping into the ball, she looks around, still mourning her powers. She needs them back! Still, she's curious and will be hanging out, to find out what the fuss is about.

Wildcard

Find her anywhere during the festival!

a pirate's life

[fairlyheroic]

At some point, the pirates let Zack out of the cell he was hanging out in, mostly after some convincing that no, really, he wanted to ask for a ride but didn't get a chance. After doing some quick exploring, and distinctly Not Laughing at some of the louder folks tied to the mast, he wanders over to railing to get a look at the ocean.

And because Jubilee's there, he has to make conversation. Why not? "Pretty wild, huh? I don't think I've been kidnapped by pirates before." He says it casually, like it isn't something kind of out there. "At least we get a great view."

arataki itto | genshin impact

[oneandoni]

I. A Pirate's Life For Me

[you might be asking yourself, "huh, maybe Itto didn't read the emperor's message?" because that would be a logical assumption. Or maybe he didn't get it at all and he was actually kidnapped - also a logical assumption! Surely there is a reason why the oni is tied to the mast of the ship, yelling at the pirates.

Sadly, you would be incorrect.

Because you see, he did get the message, and he was happy to help! Except Itto can't turn down a fight and - well, here we are.

He isn't sulking, you are!!]

II. Love Live Laugh

[on the one hand, Itto isn't all that interested in crossdressing. He did it once and it was fine, but it's not really for him, you know? And being kind of into it when Aether does it is entirely different, shut up.

But on the other hand, it's a challenge. And the moment someone even subtly mentions that he might not be good at it is enough to convince Itto that yeah, heck with it, he's gonna try to win this whole darn thing. At least the dress they help him pick out is pretty. The jury is out on if he pulls it off.

But hey, wanna sing a duet? He's actually a pretty good singer, or maybe he'll just back you up with some sweet beatboxing. Don't worry, for those who come out to play an instrument, he's got you there, too.

Then again, you see that tub of whipped cream they're rolling out? Okay yeah maybe it's a little weird that that's part of this whole festival but - he'll kick your butt, fancy dress or not!]

Hahahahaha! This is gonna be great!

III. The Source of Magic

[one moment, he's all gung-ho on destroying those talisman, but then the next -

He's always up for a fight, but this is different, a need that takes over completely. Itto will attack either with his claymore or with his fists, eagerly and easily switching between.

And Ushi, his Geo construct, makes quite a number of appearances - watch out, Itto will literally just chuck Ushi right at your head. Don't get drawn in by the little bull's taunting moos.

(down for regular fighting or sexytimes!)]

IV. Wildcard

[as always, hmu in discord or here if there's something else you want to do! I'm open to doing any of the prompts ♥ ]

zack fair | final fantasy vii

[fairlyheroic]

I. A Pirate's Life For Me

[he didn't think to ask for a ride over, and while he isn't too keen on being tossed in a jail cell, Zack wasn't about to fight anyone when he was on his way over to help. But honestly, he's trying to find some humor in this. And it is kind of funny. He's a pretty big guy, and imagining what it must have looked like seeing these little guys catching him has made him laugh a couple of times. Especially when he sees it happening to a few other people.

It's not like there's much to do on a ship anyway - not that he's ever been on a ship like this - so sitting around in a cell wouldn't be much different from doing it elsewhere. Fortunately or unfortunately for anyone tossed in this cell with him he likes to chat, and he's going to keep the mood light]

So, what are you in for? [ha ha, he's so funny]

II. I'm Not Here to Make Friends

[Zack doesn't really mind the whole constant bonding thing. Not really, so he'll gladly offer a (literal) helping hand to anyone who needs it! Whether it's at the hotel, at the festival, just walking around - heck, even a little more than that is fine with him.

When it comes to sharing a room, he feels the same about it, pretty much; he doesn't mind nor sees it as a huge deal, but he also understands not everyone might be as comfortable with it as he is, and especially not when they're forced to stay in the room for the night]

It's up to you how we do this, or we can figure something out. Whichever Is easier.

[but c'mon, who wouldn't want to cuddle with a big puppy?]

III. Wildcard

[as always, hmu in discord or here if there's something else you want to do! I'm open to doing any of the prompts ♥ ]

I, because I can't believe these idiots made the same joke

[windsongs]

[ For being locked up in the hull of a pirate ship, hands bound a little too tightly for her to get free, and smelling vaguely like a farm, Hibiki doesn't seem too fussed about their situation. So when he asks the question, the small blonde can't help but offer up an almost proud grin to him. ]

Failed smuggling operation, what about you?

[ It's not technically a lie, but she's definitely stretching the truth more than a little bit. Just tell him you tried to take a ride in a crate full of potatoes, Hibiki, there's no shame there... ]

asch the bloody | tales of the abyss

[charredflame]

I. A Pirate's Life For Me

[Asch knows a little about what happened, but when he receives the message he decides that he'd rather not get involved. There will be plenty of other refugees going to play hero, and he'd prefer to remain behind, as to not get caught up in whatever else may happen. He's not interested, no thank you.

Unfortunately, he still ends up in the ship's jail, sat in a corner scowling. As it would turn out, he was out shopping for some groceries when the Bakeneko were picking up refugees. And upon deciding that fighting back would work against him, he didn't put up a fight. Turns out, he was screwed no matter what]

I'm not hungry, I want to be taken back! [is what he yells at one of the kidnappers as they come through to offer food. How rude]

II. Love Live Laugh

[.....

As much as he doesn't want to do this does he . . . even have a talent . . . he steps to the side as the person on stage seems to be ending their part] Go ahead, I'm not ready yet.

[sooner or later, though, he'll end up on stage - either to fight in whipped cream or play a game of chicken]

III. Dogs And Cats

[whether he ends up joining the infiltration party or not, Asch will end up at the inn regardless - wary at first, because that's his luck, but upon being assured that he won't experience any weird effects, well.

He'll happily spend a few days there to relax. He does tend towards the private springs, but even then he's much more open to having company - for once] You're welcome to join me if you want to.

III. Wildcard

[as always, hmu in discord or here if there's something else you want to do! I'm open to doing any of the prompts ♥ ]

dogs & cats :3

[cupiditasmedendi]

Ah, are you sure?

[Given his association with Luke, and Asch's...

- well, quite frankly, he isn't sure what words to put to Luke and Asch's relationship except for 'strained' and it's really none of his business -

He does hesitate when the offer is made. The only reason Raphael is still here at all is that he's currently unable to teleport away and the thought of taking to sea is one that fills the pit of his stomach with unexplainable dread.]

I can go elsewhere.

[jikan_mod]

Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI

[smilingarmor]

1. A Pirates Life for Me

[Guess who decided to take the direct approach and just ask politely to be taken to the island? This guy, right here. Honestly, he may have gone anyway, despite the danger. This 'Idol Festival' sounded right up his alley. He'd even brought a case full of costume pieces!]

Oh, this is so exciting don't you think, darlings? A fabulous festival of fun and song is just the thing to brighten up the day of those poor, cursed islanders.

2. He's Totally Here to Make Friends

[And not at all opposed to cuddling! Or holding hands- even tying them together for good measure- and chatting on the couch til they both fall asleep.]

Well this is a cozy little arrangement. And there are far worse ways to avoid a curse if you asked me. Now then, honey, did you have any plans for the competition?

3. Live, Laugh, Love

[Sylvando's- or rather 'Lady Rainbow's'- chosen outfit was probably loud enough to be heard back in Tokyo. Frills, feathers, sequins, and sparkles, all in an array of bright rainbow colors He was absolutely rocking the more feminine look. His sole concession to practicality was not having anything too large and heavy to prevent him from including some acrobatics into his main act. The rest of it included a variety of magic and juggling tricks, as well as some fancy dance moves during his obligatory musical number. Whether or not their presence at the contest was a ruse, he planned to do his best to bring a smile to every face in the audience on principle. The Great Sylvando never disappointed, after all!

And when it came time for a bit of 'flirt chicken'? Well, he wasn't about to disappoint there either. Or to back down.]

Well darling, let's not keep our audience waiting. Not when you look so fabulous I could just eat you up!

4. Source of Magic

[The last time Sylvando had approached a massive, magical tree, it was with far greater reverence. Though that memory was mostly a painful one now. But as he stepped within this tree's chamber, a different sort of pain seized him, one physical and not emotional. He cried out as his body twisted and changed changing from mostly human to a unicorn, with silver-white fur, a long pearly spiral horn, silver hooves, and a mane, beard, and tail and hoof tufts in a rainbow of pastel shades.]

What... what in the world?! They certainly didn't mention this in the contest brochure...! And now my lovely costume is ruined too!

[They did have a job to do, and there would be time to mourn his ruined outfit later. Time to break down some wards! Unfortunately, getting used to even moving around on four legs instead of two took a bit of doing, and the growing chaos around him certainly wasn't helping as he made uncharacteristically bumbling attempts to take out some of the wards.]

Out of the way, darlings! I'm afraid I'm rather pointy at the moment and none to steady on my feet. Or hooves.

5. Magic Reborn

[After a few days to relax and recover, Sylvando was more than ready for another party, a proper one this time, and looking quite dashing in his new outfit. Wary of having this outfit ruined too, he opted to stay as far back from the new tree as he politely could.

But he still felt a wave of giddy happiness wash over him that had nothing to do with his usual cheerful demeanor, and left him just... well the only word for it was 'loopy'. Laughing joyfully at the slightest provocation- or no provocation at all- and just wanting to cuddle or drape himself over anyone in his immediate vicinity, which may be a problem for some smaller folks, as Sylv was rather tall and lithely muscular.

Getting him further away from the tree would likely help him calm down a bit. Or one could just sit back and enjoy the usually graceful Sylvando being a goofball in a completely unplanned way. Either way could be fun!]

Kaedehara Kazuha | Genshin Impact

[leafwhistle]

I'm Not Here to Make Friends

[After the kidnappings some months ago, despite the young samurai's willingness to help, there's an anxiety that settles in his chest that he can't seem to shake— how could he, when he had felt that letting harm come to those he cared deeply for was a terrible personal failing. He has a number of friends and acquaintances to hold and hug, but his thoughts focus on those most dear to him, worried about their safety and wellbeing.

Already someone who struggles to get to sleep before midnight, the randomized rooms make it difficult for Kazuha to settle. Although dressed for bed in a simple short kimono when his roommate arrives, the Inazuman is hunched over a parchment, his ornate sword kept close by him. He could hear their footsteps approaching before their arrival, but his eyes only look up when the door slid open.

Friends and acquaintances are greeted with a warm smile, some of the tension bleeding out of the small man's frame, though strangers only receive a polite nod of greeting before he starts to roll up the paper he'd been looking so intently at.]

It seems we'll be roommates tonight.

The Source of Magic

[Infiltration is surprisingly easy for Kazuha. He might have some experience as a fugitive and learning to deceive people and hide when needed, though it's really his gift for many arts that is actually the most convincing. Also maybe the fact he looks quite regal in feminine clothing, his hair done up, and his face painted in light hues that emphasize the whiteness of his hair and the crimson of his eyes.

When he first enters the chamber of the tree a wave of dizziness comes over him, making him stagger slightly and reach up to touch his head. To Kazuha, it's only brief— he feels normal enough only a moment later to keep approaching the tree, none the wiser of the affect the kizuna has on him. This tree is his friend, something precious to him. He had nothing to fear from it or worry about.]

Oh? And what do you think you're doing?

[The samurai lifts himself from his kneel when someone else approaches the tree, his eyes tilting up to look at them from under long, pale lashes. The long sleeves of his performance kimono sweep the floor as he gets back to his feet, placing himself in front of the tree as a barrier. Even if he knows them, his expression is neutral, if not a bit cold, his hand settling on the sword tucked in his obi.]

You should leave this place.

Dogs and Cats

[While being unable to use his Vision or any native magic is slightly worrying to Kazuha, the fact the shell of his Vision is still physically with him puts him more at ease. They're merely tools to aid him— he puts his trust mainly in his physical ability with a sword, and his skills are still sharp with that despite the battle that had transpired. His body was sore and injured, but it would recover quicker than emotional upset.

A soak in the hot springs is quite welcome is welcome for his sore body. The samurai can be found mostly at the outdoor spring on the roof, his eyes turned away from the water, gazing at the scenery in the distance as he's lost in thought.

When he wishes for a more relaxing experience, he finds his way to one of the private baths. To his sensitive nose, the smell of the herbs can be overwhelming at times; fortunately, the inu yokai are able to point him towards pools that might not knock him out by scent alone. Expecting to be alone, he has no concerns about the potential side effects of the mixture.]

(down for NSFW if you want!)

Magic Reborn

[It's been some time since Kazuha had joined a party like this. He'd not been so inclined to attend parties at the Western Emperor's villa, so the last time he was dressed and ready for an occasion was the year's end ball. It has many bittersweet memories, more sweet than bitter for him now, and he thinks he's had enough time to recharge in his introverted shell to attend another.

The samurai thinks his own clothing is fine enough to wear, but the Emperor's entourage swiftly kidnap him to one of the dressing rooms. He expected to be fitted with something more familiar, but the outfit he finds himself stepping out in once they're finished fitting his short statue could only be described as Western influenced.

A wallflower describes him pretty well at the party anyway, though he does leave seclusion at times to approach the dining table or have a drink poured for him.

He favors the sweet drinks especially, and his ears turn slightly red after a drink or two, the alcohol loosening him up a little. He puts up a good front for now, no wobble in his step, though those more familiar might notice the slightly intensified friendliness he has when he's interacting with people.]

Have you been dancing yet?

Wildcard

[If you want to do something slightly different, like a variation of any of my prompts to suit your idea better or like the horny version of Source of Magic, feel free to hit me up on discord @ Nie#5948 or PM this journal! Or, you know, just got for it. Full permission to go crazy.]

Magic Reborn!

[brilliantdiamond]

[With magic returned to Shikoku, Aether's all healed up and ready to party! Unfortunately, he didn't have any fancy clothes to wear, so he was thrown into something fancy by the Kitsune attendants -- and then made to look silly by making it a crop top at his insistence.]

[Still, seeing as he was only very recently healed, the Uki he was taking for the pain is still affecting him -- and now, made stronger by having a drink or two. And so, when he sees Kazuha, there's a big goofy smile on his face as he waves to him.]

Kazuha! No, I haven't-- I haven't been dancing yet! Did you want to dance with me?

[Somehow this situation feels familiar -- though in contrast to how gloomy he was back in December, the mood now is much better.]

Cloud Strife | Final Fantasy VII Remake

[sultanofsquat]

🌠 A Pirate's Life For Me

[ One would think that somebody as combat-able as Cloud would be the first one to put up a faux fight, smuggling himself across the way to Shikoku for another big mission. Contrary to ventures to places such as Nara or Kyushu, this was not a vacation of sorts. In a way, despite the peace he and many other refugees were coming to enjoy, it's like he's been put back in his element. So when accosted by the pirates, who look to try and intimidate the little man with a rather big katana, to their surprise? Cloud plays it cool and instead reiterates that he's just looking for a way to see the Shikoku Idol Festival. He'd rather not be tied up to the mast, able to keep a stealthy eye upon his fellow companions making the trek. Food, drink, merriment all around!

But on his way there, Cloud has other plans. More discreet plans... The first plan being, ]

A • [ Cloud decides to check up on any refugees tied to the ship's mast, eyes cold and seemingly uncaring as he leans against a free space around the mast, arms folded as he closes his eyes...only to nonchalantly unhook a gourd from his waist, popping the cap on it as he offers the fresh water up to your lips. ]

Drink.

[ He'll ask if you're okay after you've taken your sip. And while none of the pirates and Bakeneko are looking. So hurry. ]

B • [ Similar to his first plan, Cloud knew there were others locked away en route to Shikoku. The cruddy thing about this stage was that he couldn't just go knocking any guards out en route to the locked up refugees. Thankfully, those in jail have it easier than those subdued and tied to the mast. Which meant it was very easy for Cloud to bullshit his way in! Get a name of two or three of the pirates? And that's it. When asked why he was snooping around here, his answer was simple, coolly placing a hand on his hip as he carries a pouch full of fresh fruits in the other. ]

Wouldn't want Sōta finding you gave one of your new idols shit, right?

[ "Tch..." Cloud's sass works. And he's allowed access to the jail unabated. Besides, if his lie ever comes back to bite him? It'll probably be when it's too late, and their plan can be sprung into motion further. Until then? He'll be coming to check up on any of you jailed refugees, keeping his voice down as his tone is calmer and less cold as it would be when above deck. From his bag, he has Toki apples, and a gourd full of fresh water. ]

Holding up alright?

C • HUUUEEEGH—!!

[ And this...is for fellow refugees who took the peaceful option and have free reign aboard the ship. Rub the back of your fellow refugee currently losing his lunch over the starboard railing? Somebody's motion sickness finally hit him. Hard. ]

🌠 I'm Not Here to Make Friends

[ Having taken the warning of Katsuragi seriously, Cloud has spent a good portion of his day taking the hand of those who need the assistance. The imposed affection behind it all, for the most part, is skin-deep for the acerbic swordsman. As much as this world has taught him well in opening up, he also held some reservations when it came to the more intimate side of their missions. And yet, for all intents and purposes, that wasn't how this world liked to play. In a way...unless it was the right person or someone he knew, Cloud did his best to separate himself from the life he'd started to explore for himself back in Kyoto.

So if someone needed his hand to stave away the curse? He'd give it. If that meant enlacing his fingers between yours to do it? So be it. And as night falls and the "idol contestants" are paired away into random rooms, Cloud has decisively softened up since first arriving in Shikoku. Even if that meant his face was already a subtle shade of red, lips forming a thin yet composed line- nary a smile or a frown at first. Yet, despite himself, ]

Come on.

[ If they aren't holding hands already, Cloud's already extending his out for yours, seated at the edge of the bed. ]

I won't let go.

[ To stave the curse. Hahah. Hah... Help 💦 ]

🌠 The Source of Magic

A • Don't make me do this.

[ A threat by any other name... Cloud already has his Odachi drawn, Tsubaki at the ready as he reluctantly stances up, planting his feet as the pressure of the Mahougi Tree bears down upon him in what feels like sweltering waves. Yet more pressing was the one who as currently in his way, thwarting his attempt to break away the seals and uproot this tree that'd effectively imprisoned the Bakeneko of this land for long enough. At the very least, it's a good thing Cloud had since discarded his dress (the less said about that performance, the better,) and he was able to fight more freely in more comfortable garb.

The dress came off in that unrealistic anime style where the character tugs at the front of their outfit and it just flies away to reveal the original outfit underneath. T H R O W B A C K dkfjadhs

One way or another, whether it involves sneaking his way past you, or going through you, Cloud was going to resist the power of this tree as long as he can. Otherwise... ]

B (NSFW) • Haa...

[ The grip upon Tsubaki wanes, fingers flinching to grasp a hold of something else. Someone else as he laments a familiar old feeling. One that assailed him all the way back in that infamous "Month of Love". Uprooting the Mahougi Tree was starting to take a backseat to a more debauched desire to root himself into somebody. And he certainly can't do that with a weapon in his hands. Feeling his entire body tremble as he fights back a heated groan beneath his breath, he barely manages to sheath his blade before he's already seeking someone out. And when he reaches you, hands shaking still as if he were fighting what little sense of reason he has left to pull you in. ]

Help, [ That unyielding Daikoh within him was but a hair trigger away. Nor was the blend of the more gluttonous Daishoku within him that wouldn't dare stop until he was sated. Eyes torn between unabashed desire and something apologetic, ] It's too hot.

🌠 Wildcard

( I'm also down for plotting with any of the other scenarios as well!! If you'd like, I can either make starters for anything to plot, or you can hit me with something and I'll roll from there! For any sexytimes, M/F preference. Otherwise, ask away! Prefs & Kinks over yonder. )

c

[fairlyheroic]

Ahh, this takes me back.

[it's far from teasing, though, and Zack winces in sympathy as he comes to lean on the railing next to Cloud. A warm hand settles between his shoulders to rub in what he hopes is a comforting way.

Not even SOLDIER enhancements can get rid of something like this, huh] Do you want me to get some water for you?