Toshizou Hijikata ♦ 土方 歳三 (
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I Ask for Nothing, I Can Get By [OPEN]
Who: Hijikata and you!
When: July 26th-28th
Where: The Near Shore - Kamakura, Kyoto. (Open to Wild Card options, too!)
What: Hijikata runs himself ragged using his power to bless his faithful; Hijikata tries and possibly fails to take a little care of himself, too (by which I mean he gets drunk and nostalgic at the Gion Festival and that could be either good or bad); catchall for wildcards.
[I. - The Near Shore - Tsurugaoka Hachimangu, Kamakura - July 26th-27th, any time during the day]
[The hydrangeas in the valleys are past their peak, but Kamakura is flush with tourists, all the same.]
[It's not a city Hijikata got to know in his life, but as a god, he's been making an effort to visit as many of his shrines as he can manage (a bit of a tall order for Hachiman of all gods, honestly -- he does have twenty-five thousand of them, and this is one of the biggest ones.)]
[It's a little bit bizarre to watch the worshipers at a distance. Plenty of them are just swinging by one of the big local landmarks since they happen to be in town, looking for an interesting picture or feeling like they probably ought to see such a famous place or something.]
[Others make their way more purposefully to the offering box where he's taken up hanging around invisibly right off the bat. Some of them are just the sort to do things properly, but most of them have something to say to him.]
[Help me find the strength to leave him.]
[I can't fail this test. They'll be so disappointed.]
[Please, let my child grow up strong and healthy.]
[Unseen and invisible, eyes full of a tired sort of compassion, Hachiman stands at his own altar and listens. And when he hears someone asking for the right things -- help me protect him, help me do the right thing, help me stand fast -- he reaches out to them with his power, giving them what he can.]
[He grants his followers resolve, strengthens the best of what's already inside them. To the new parents presenting infants at the shrine for the first time, he focuses on their desire to teach and protect and help their children to grow. To faltering students, he grants focus and motivation. To those facing greater struggles, he calls on the courage that carried them far enough to reach his doorstep, on their love for the things they have to survive for, on the righteousness that can move them past their fears.]
[He pours the strength of his own heart into them, and leaves the rest in their hands.]
[Periodically, he has to take a break, all but collapsing onto a bench in the shade for a few minutes at a time, gulping down bottles of water from a nearby vending machine. It's never for long, though.]
[His people need him. And he's not in the habit of giving any less than his all for the ones who believe in him.]
[II. - The Near Shore - The Kamo River, Kyoto - July 28th, afternoon or early evening]
[After a couple of days of using his power as much as he can manage, even Hijikata knows he ought to take a break.]
[There's reason to believe that this isn't really the way he should be going about it, honestly. Kyoto is a city full of memories for him, and the Gion Festival, stretching all through July, is tied up with a lot of those, too.]
[But he can't just ignore every place he's got memories of, can he? And he can't quite resist the siren call of the familiar traces of his old Japan, from time to time.]
[He veers away from the hustle and bustle of the festival's main drag, but stays near enough to hear it -- the cheering, the bells and the flutes and the drums, the distant rush of too many voices all blurred together. He wanders past one of his smaller shrines, picks up some sake that someone left him, and takes it to the riverbank with him.]
[By the time the sky gets dark and the fireworks start, he's had enough to get a distant look in his eyes, a small smile on his lips that looks outright painful up close.]
[III. - Wild Card!]
[OOC: If you've got something else you'd like to play out with Hijikata, I'd love to hear it! Hit me up at
cognitiveleague, PM me, or run it by me OOC on this post, and I'd be happy to work something out and use this post as a catch-all.]
When: July 26th-28th
Where: The Near Shore - Kamakura, Kyoto. (Open to Wild Card options, too!)
What: Hijikata runs himself ragged using his power to bless his faithful; Hijikata tries and possibly fails to take a little care of himself, too (by which I mean he gets drunk and nostalgic at the Gion Festival and that could be either good or bad); catchall for wildcards.
[I. - The Near Shore - Tsurugaoka Hachimangu, Kamakura - July 26th-27th, any time during the day]
[The hydrangeas in the valleys are past their peak, but Kamakura is flush with tourists, all the same.]
[It's not a city Hijikata got to know in his life, but as a god, he's been making an effort to visit as many of his shrines as he can manage (a bit of a tall order for Hachiman of all gods, honestly -- he does have twenty-five thousand of them, and this is one of the biggest ones.)]
[It's a little bit bizarre to watch the worshipers at a distance. Plenty of them are just swinging by one of the big local landmarks since they happen to be in town, looking for an interesting picture or feeling like they probably ought to see such a famous place or something.]
[Others make their way more purposefully to the offering box where he's taken up hanging around invisibly right off the bat. Some of them are just the sort to do things properly, but most of them have something to say to him.]
[Help me find the strength to leave him.]
[I can't fail this test. They'll be so disappointed.]
[Please, let my child grow up strong and healthy.]
[Unseen and invisible, eyes full of a tired sort of compassion, Hachiman stands at his own altar and listens. And when he hears someone asking for the right things -- help me protect him, help me do the right thing, help me stand fast -- he reaches out to them with his power, giving them what he can.]
[He grants his followers resolve, strengthens the best of what's already inside them. To the new parents presenting infants at the shrine for the first time, he focuses on their desire to teach and protect and help their children to grow. To faltering students, he grants focus and motivation. To those facing greater struggles, he calls on the courage that carried them far enough to reach his doorstep, on their love for the things they have to survive for, on the righteousness that can move them past their fears.]
[He pours the strength of his own heart into them, and leaves the rest in their hands.]
[Periodically, he has to take a break, all but collapsing onto a bench in the shade for a few minutes at a time, gulping down bottles of water from a nearby vending machine. It's never for long, though.]
[His people need him. And he's not in the habit of giving any less than his all for the ones who believe in him.]
[II. - The Near Shore - The Kamo River, Kyoto - July 28th, afternoon or early evening]
[After a couple of days of using his power as much as he can manage, even Hijikata knows he ought to take a break.]
[There's reason to believe that this isn't really the way he should be going about it, honestly. Kyoto is a city full of memories for him, and the Gion Festival, stretching all through July, is tied up with a lot of those, too.]
[But he can't just ignore every place he's got memories of, can he? And he can't quite resist the siren call of the familiar traces of his old Japan, from time to time.]
[He veers away from the hustle and bustle of the festival's main drag, but stays near enough to hear it -- the cheering, the bells and the flutes and the drums, the distant rush of too many voices all blurred together. He wanders past one of his smaller shrines, picks up some sake that someone left him, and takes it to the riverbank with him.]
[By the time the sky gets dark and the fireworks start, he's had enough to get a distant look in his eyes, a small smile on his lips that looks outright painful up close.]
[III. - Wild Card!]
[OOC: If you've got something else you'd like to play out with Hijikata, I'd love to hear it! Hit me up at
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[Namely: fret and be bored.]
You should probably stop, though. You really don't look well.
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[You know, collapsing on this bench here, hydrating and everything!]
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[Probably.]
[He hasn't even worked himself to the point of fainting or anything yet! See, totally respecting his limits.]
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[Leo no.]
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[That bullet would have killed him no matter how regularly he was sleeping and eating!]
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[Leo stop.]
How long have you been out here?
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[Ah, shit. That deflection might actually have made things worse...]
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He isn't glaring, but it sure feels like he is.]
How many days have you been doing this, Hijikata?
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...Tch.
Just since yesterday.
[At least if they're talking about doing it continuously all day.]
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And I thought Aymeric and I were bad about overwork. You should stop for the day, Hijikata.
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[That's a pretty decent concession, for him. Hell, with most people, he'd probably get defiant and try to get back to work even faster.]
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Does Souji know where you are, at least? That way if I need to send for help he can get here.
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Souji always knows where I am when he needs to.
[It's always been like that. Souji's always been so intently focused on him that the thought of him losing track of him seems a little ridiculous.]
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[He used to get so embarrassed at the thought of making a fool of himself in front of anyone, but after everything, Souji's laughter seems like more than a fair trade for something like that.]
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[Because obviously Hijikata did this when he was alive.]
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[Hijikata sighs, rubbing a hand through his hair.]
He doesn't really act all that different, obvious exceptions aside.
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[Leo sighs, well aware that his previous issues with Niles were mostly his fault. Some were Niles behaving immaturely, but most of it was Leo not knowing how to handle everything.]
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[That's all he can ask for, more than he can ask for.]
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