[semi-open] don't eat the pomegranates

[sweetdeath]

Who: Tsuzuki, Hisoka, Elsa, Hakkai, Bishamon, Kazuma, Yuto, Gintoki & open!
What: The planned trip to Yomi-no-kuni in order to find signs of where Vector's gone is finally happening!
When: March 27, 2016
Where: In the Far Shore on the way there, and Ise, near the entrance to Yomi-no-kuni
Warnings: Violence, horror, hair bondage, possible character death: just another happy day in the underworld.

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[dominatriarch]

[ She has to hand it to these newbies. They learn fast. It's a good thing Elsa can handle herself in a fight and it's clear that her shinki is doing what he can. But still, if he's unsure about how to deal with those tendrils-- ]

Don't hesitate!

[ Another crack of the whip causes it to wrap around an incoming barrage, tugging hard to tear them. ]

hopefully this is ok

[pachintoki]

[Gintoki wasn't too hesitant to try out some of the new powers he'd learned. Maybe Hell wasn't the best place for that, but the first thing he did in the underworld was take a small bag he'd tied to his belt, fishing out a piece of deep-fried tofu he'd put there. This was one that he'd discovered completely by accident; after all, inari-zushi was an offering left at Inari shrines pretty often, and it wasn't his fault that one time he wanted to eat one on a night he was feeling a bit hungry near the large shrine in Kyoto. He'd been taking advantage of being able to teleport, enjoying seeing things he'd never dreamed of seeing before.

Anyway, the foxes couldn't have all of it every time, right? There were a lot of offerings all of the time.

He hadn't seen too many of Inari's foxes. He could. . . feel or sense them in the woods around the far shore home, and in the forests of the near shore, especially near an Inari shrine. But the moment he'd eaten that tofu, he'd had no less than 8-10 foxes at his beck and call, waiting for him to tell them something, shifting their tails a bit uncertainly with a few giving a bark or two. They were interesting creatures, almost looking unreal with a faint glow along their creamy white fur, and a glowing silver ball of light for each one, as if they were straight out of a legend. Each fox had a little mark on it's forehead - maybe, he thought, these were some of the previous Inari's favorites. As long as he kept eating the fried tofu, they were there. He'd given them all a few pats, surprised that they were solid under his hand. He'd expected them to be more like well, ghosts. It was a little creepy.

There were other things that happened, too. But he didn't know if the foxes would show up in a place like hell. There was only one way to find out, even though this was such a pain. He'll eat the tofu.

And there they were. And there were the other side-effects, too. Namely, fangs and claws, a few more tails, and much better sight, smell, and hearing. He didn't ask for this, okay! Still, he told his - no, Inari's - foxes what they were trying to do, watching as they disappeared in the myriad tunnels of the underworld. Hopefully they'd all be okay.

Eating the tofu let him do one more thing. As the foxes left, their silver jewels went with them, and Gintoki was left with small silvery floating fox lanterns of his own that follow him around.

It's with some real panic that he snatches a few out of the air and throws them with everything he had at Izanagi's really creepy hair demons. Why did it have to be hair, anyway? No matter how straight it was, that hair was going to go up in flames if he had anything to say about it. After all, the fox lanterns burst into flames wherever they landed. ]

Wh-what the hell are those?! Oi, blondie! What the hell are we looking at here!!

[He'll look to Ross, who should be with him.]

I'll leave these ladies to you, Floss-kun. A young guy like you needs to go on a date every once in awhile.

[arealhardnose]

It's a little hard to sense an escape route when I'm busy fighting razor-sharp hair!

[She's not yelling at him, just slashing at said hair when it reaches for her again.

Thank goodness for Bishamon and Gintoki. Otherwise, Elsa and Hakkai really might be stuck here for eternity.]

I need time! Just a few seconds! [That should be enough to find a way out for all of them. She is not going to leave them behind.]

[reformedsinner]

Elsa! Touch me to the ground!

[The moment she obeys, Hakkai's vines are radiating out from his blade in every direction, snatching and binding the hair, holding it flat to the ground as it writhes against the restraint. He can't cut it, but he can hold it where it is, long enough, at least, to let Elsa focus.]

[arealhardnose]

[As soon as he tells her that, Elsa does so, and yes, it's just what she needs.

She shuts her eyes and concentrates -- there is herself and Bishamon and Gintoki, and all of them have a firm hold of their shinki. Her intuition feels like static on a television screen until, in what was at most a few seconds, it sharpens, perfectly clear.]

This way! [she calls to the others.] Hakkai, let the hair go so I can run!

[shiitan]

[He had made a face at Gintoki's remark and shrugged his shoulders as if this was an annoying task that he had just gotten stuck with. Despite the seriousness of the situation, he kept a neutral expression as a yellow magic ball rose from his palm once again. If Hakkai was going to let go of the hair, something else was going to be needed to keep them safe from it.

This time, he was going to try something different instead of hitting his god in the face with it. The ball rose into the air high above his head, but with a snap of his fingers the ball split into many, with each one flattening and pinching at the edges until they became little buzzsaws. For the time being, they just floated there, ready to pin down any unruly hair that got too close while they made their escape.]

Don't think that you don't have to run fast just because I'm doing this.