destinystrings | 03 - Birthday Tribute to a Demon King!

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03 - Birthday Tribute to a Demon King!

Who: Kazuya, Atsuro (

otakuro) & Naoya (

meaningdies)
Where: Cancer Ward
Summary: BACKDATED TO 24th NOVEMBER yeah I'm late. It's Kazuya's birthday! He wants tribute.
Warnings: Spoilt Demon King ahoy.

It was Kazuya's birthday, and he actually felt somewhat happy over this. There was none of the excitement that was normally felt on this day, but it was enough to put him into a peppy mood despite the cold weather.

Of course he sent his friend and cousin where they could find him to give him presents, and, if they wanted to, to hang out. Kazuya had squirrelled away enough money to splurge on this day of fun, and he was spending some of that money on one of the crane machines outside of the Growlanser Arcade.

Although Kazuya wasn't alone. His demon, Okuninushi, was standing beside him, holding what seemed to be a plastic bag full of boxed food (cakes and sweets, most likely) with an expression of grand patience. A great misuse of a Kishin, but it was Kazuya's birthday, and everyone loved arcades!

"Lord, I think that should be more to the left."

"I've got it, I've got- oh fucking hell."

Well, that love was being tested at the moment. Kazuya glared at the empty crane, before his gaze dropped back down to the Jack Frost toy that it had failed to grab. He swore this damned game cheated...

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"Yeah, yeah," Kazuya said dismissively, settling his hands on his hips once he finished wiping his palm clean. It was only a bit of soot, and the fabric was dark! It wouldn't turn up on his new cape!

Hearing Atsuro's decision though, Kazuya couldn't help but laugh, pitching his body forwards a little as he chuckled. "Hah! So even when presented with opportunity for a 3D girl, the 2D ones always catch your attention first... m'kay. I actually haven't played in an arcade in a while anyway," he admitted, straightening up.

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"Hey. It's 2.5D now. We've progressed far enough that we don't use sprites in arcade machines anymore, right?"

Atsuro's making a strong case for himself here, though to be fair, Yuzu was as much flesh-and-blood as either of them.

"But, uh... It's your birthday, right? If you want to go do something else, be my guest."

((s'fine!))

"It's fine. The Strip Club thing was more of a joke," Kazuya said flippantly, grinning as he lightly punched Atsuro in the shoulder. "I'm not interested in that stuff anyway... so!"

He turned to face the arcade, planting his hands on his hips as he stared into the flashy, multicoloured interior. "Say goodbye to the sun, Atsuro. We won't be seeing it again where we're going."

"Sun?" Atsuro blinks innocently. "Oh, yeah, the bright light? It's fine; it hurts my eyes, anyway. And I took a multivitamin this morning." He shrugs casually as he turns his back on the nurturer of all life. Amaterasu probably wasn't listening. Probably.

"While we're talking about clubs, though..." Atsuro keeps his tone deliberately casual as he follows Kazuya into ~~paradise~~ the arcade. "I hear we actually do have one of those around town - Nixie's Nightclub or something like that."

"Nyx's Nightclub, and yeah, I know," Kazuya said, looking over his shoulder with a little grin. "I've been in there~"

Well, okay, he went in there to yank Naoya out by his haori just before the craziness with the scorpions happened, but he still went in there for like ten minutes! To be honest it wasn't his thing. Too much smell of sex and alcohol. It made him dizzy just to remember it.

Atsuro turns to his friend with a mock gasp of surprise.

"Whoa. ...Kazuya! Demon king or not, there are some lines you shouldn't cross." A brief pause. "...Are we even legally allowed to be inside something like that yet?" From the rumors he had heard, it had sounded like a Please Be of an Age to Give Consent sort of place.

"Probably not, but I'm a Demon King. I can go anywhere," Kazuya preened, tossing his head and sticking his nose high up in the air in mock-arrogance. "Hahah, nah, I just went in there to drag Naoya out. It seemed pretty overrated, to be honest."

"Oh."

...Atsuro pauses to process this piece of information.

"........I forgot why I brought this up because I've got a mental image of Naoya being seduced by a Succubus in my head now."

Kazuya instantly looked nauseous, shuddering violently as he swatted the air around his head, as if hoping to bat aside the horrible thoughts. "Well don't give them to me! I don't want to imagine it!"

"Wait, hold on...!"

Atsuro holds up a finger as he thoughtfully gazes upwards at the fluorescent lighting on the ceiling.

"...It's alright. MentalImage!Naoya just shoved it away and muttered something about distracting him from his work." Atsuro nods sagely. "...Then he turns to stare creepily at you instead."

Kazuya paused to grimace. "...sadly that's pretty much par for the course with Naoya."

He shook his head and sprang forwards with sudden energy. "Enough of that though, let's play some games. Fighting or what?"

"I think the only real options in an arcade are Fighting, Racing, and Zombie Killing. ...So yeah, let's go with that."

Atsuro purposefully neglects to mention the rhythm games and the dancing games. Clearly neither of them would enjoy those so no point in mentioning it at all yup.

Plus no doubt Kazuya's cape would interfere with whatever match they had at a dancing game - and the cheating. The horrible, filthy, necessary to win cheating, for two left feet Demon Kings...

"Let's see if we can find a good one- aha! Dragon Warriors!" Kazuya grinned and moved over to a pretty retro looking game. "As it's my birthday you have to pay. Birthday Rules."

"Birthday rules? Hey, just my being here should be present enough for you today - I had to pause my game when I was only a few hours of grinding away from maxing my stats."

Atsuro will slide in a few yen to feed the machine as it bleep-bloops to life in suitable traditional fashion.

"...Wait, do you even have a job yet?"

"Yeah, I have a job in being absolutely flawless."

Translation: no, he doesn't. He's still viewing this as a vacation to kick back and relax - although truthfully it was beginning to get more than a little boring.

"Job or not though... it's still rude to make the birthday boy pay for stuff," Kazuya pointed out with a grin, tapping the button to opt in as Player 1.

"According to the latest reports, I hear you can expect to make negative two hundred thousand yen a year pursuing that career."

Atsuro amiably picks up the other controller and waits for the screen to finish loading.

"Maybe try picking up a few flaws here and there."

"How about the flaw of being too perfect?"

And the game loads. Ready... FIGHT!

Kazuya ascribed to the school of button mashing, so watch as his character flails across the 2D field in lunging, wild flurry of random attacks.

"How about the flaw of being second best at retro games?"

Atsuro sticks out his tongue and prepares himself!! He is totally ready for Kazuya's random flailing and defends with expert precision.

Well sort of.

"Hey stop mashing the trip button."

"Hahah, never! It's my trump move!"

It really was. Kazuya's sure fire way to win games was to crouch and low kick repeatedly, forcing his opponent into a corner and slowly beating them to death in that way. Hey, he didn't have to win with any sort of grace.

"More like the only move you've memorized the button presses for."

Atsuro grumbles slightly before his character jumps in the air and attempts to kick Kazuya's in the face.

"Gah! No fair!"

Kazuya's inexperienced fighter ways wasn't sure what to do when his opponent didn't allow themselves to be kicked to death, and instead struck back. His poor character was knocked back, and Kazuya button mashed again to try and regain the upperhand.

Don't worry too much, Kazuya. Atsuro would never allow you to lose on your birth --

Atsuro's character proceeds to suplex Kazuya's into a tree.

Hello Fatality!

"Arrgh! Damn it..." Kazuya whined, slouching over the controls as Atsuro's character goes through the victory animation. "Death by tree, how embarrassing..."

"Hey, don't say that. I bet there are a bunch of tree demons out there that we never ran into. Angry Treants or something."

Atsuro offers his friend a consoling pat on the shoulder and avoids breaking out the victory dance himself through sheer force of will.

"Best two out of three?"

Kazuya wrinkled his nose at the thought of fighting a tree - sounded a bit unfair. Sort of like a Whomping Willow verses a Ford Anglica level of unfair, but let the comment slide with a shrug.

"Sure. I was just warming up the first round," Kazuya sniffed, his ego quickly reinflating.

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