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destinystrings2013-08-05 10:47 am
bittydragon) wrote in destinystrings2013-08-05 10:47 am
01 - Pint Sized Terror Unleashed!
Who: Yamato Hotsuin and YOU!
Where: Taurus Ward at night
Summary: Yamato is more than a little disorientated
Warnings: A fire breathing dog. THE FIRE BREATHING DOG. Also Taurus ward I guess.
Yamato's brain felt like it was in the middle of a grand overload.
The bright neon lights, the bustle of people in all sorts of outlandish clothing moving from building to building in groups, the loud laughter and catcalls - it was so alien to Yamato, who had spent his years isolated in a quiet, out of the way mansion, that he found himself frozen in place, his head stiffly moving from side to side as he drank in the gaudy sight.
At least he had his faithful demon companion by his side. Cerberus was looming over him, more than twice his height, the beast's shoulders hunched in a tense way. Its body language clearly stated that it was prepared to lash out at anything that exhibited the slightest bit of threat, a low, muted growl rumbling in the back of its throat.
Yamato took an abrupt, cautious step forward, and Cerberus shadowed the movement. As... bewildering and confusing this was, he couldn't stand still all night. He...had to get to the bottom of this. A calm, detached observation of his surroundings, even if the lack of memory about his arrival here was disconcerting.
So. A child by his lonesome, dressed in a traditional yukata, with a Cerberus trailing after him... in the red light district during the busiest hour. Approach?
Where: Taurus Ward at night
Summary: Yamato is more than a little disorientated
Warnings: A fire breathing dog. THE FIRE BREATHING DOG. Also Taurus ward I guess.
Yamato's brain felt like it was in the middle of a grand overload.
The bright neon lights, the bustle of people in all sorts of outlandish clothing moving from building to building in groups, the loud laughter and catcalls - it was so alien to Yamato, who had spent his years isolated in a quiet, out of the way mansion, that he found himself frozen in place, his head stiffly moving from side to side as he drank in the gaudy sight.
At least he had his faithful demon companion by his side. Cerberus was looming over him, more than twice his height, the beast's shoulders hunched in a tense way. Its body language clearly stated that it was prepared to lash out at anything that exhibited the slightest bit of threat, a low, muted growl rumbling in the back of its throat.
Yamato took an abrupt, cautious step forward, and Cerberus shadowed the movement. As... bewildering and confusing this was, he couldn't stand still all night. He...had to get to the bottom of this. A calm, detached observation of his surroundings, even if the lack of memory about his arrival here was disconcerting.
So. A child by his lonesome, dressed in a traditional yukata, with a Cerberus trailing after him... in the red light district during the busiest hour. Approach?
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[...]
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[Goddammit. That meant... the Hotsuin family worked on a very strict hierarchy, and Yamato had worked seven years of his life in being at the very top of that hierarchy. It helped that he and Miyako were the only sole 'pure' Hotsuin left alive, so Yamato had no other competition but Miyako. He always bested her though, which was why Yamato was on top of the pyramid, and Miyako was his support as the foundation of it.
But... if she was old enough to act officially as Chief, then... their roles have been reversed. Miyako would have experience from age, strength from a fully mature body, and the resources from her time as Chief, whereas Yamato, currently, was still learning, still growing...]
I see. Still, there is no need to bring her into this. In fact, I would appreciate if you wouldn't alert her to my existence for now.
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[Miyako's not stupid, after all, and Fumi knows she keeps a close eye on new arrivals to the city.]
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[Urgh. What a mess. Yamato feared he was pulling a bit of a face at this point]
Until then, I will require some form of lodgings until I settle myself for what's to come.
[He stared at Fumi expectantly then. If Miyako was acting as Chief, then he expected there to be some form of JP's base...?]
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