thenearshore | Beware, beware, beware of the naked man [Open, backdated]

Who: Hijikata and You! (Plus Hijikata and Souji]
When: Backdated to November 10th, before the disappearances
Where: Just off a path on the Far Shore, evening
What: Some asshole ~~shinki~~ steals Hijikata's clothes for giggles.
Warnings: Comedic nudity, extensive profane kvetching. Things might or might not get a little PG-13 in the closed thread with Souji, depending on how that goes.

[I. Far Shore, evening]

Fuck.

[This started as such a nice evening.]

[Ayakashi-hunting was good, and his usual training went well afterwards. A late-night stroll took him slightly off the path, where he made an interesting find - a natural hot spring, pleasant to the touch and a safe temperature for bathing. The cool weather and his sore muscles made a persuasive case for taking a little dip to test it out, and he spent a pleasant hour there, stargazing through the steam of the spring and the gaps in the autumn leaves, letting the heat take some of the ever-present tension out of him. It's getting pretty late, though, and he ought to get back to his temple for the evening, so he stretches out a bit, looks back the way he came...]

[And realizes, to his immediate displeasure, that his clothes aren't where he left them.]

[For just an instant, he glimpses a little curly tail disappearing into the woods, hears the sound of piglet grunts and muffled giggling, but by the time he gives chase, it's too late. He finds himself back at the edge of the path he abandoned an hour ago, with another horrible realization on his hands:]

[Someone's coming, and it doesn't sound like Souji.]

[That someone might get the sense, as Hijikata hides behind a tree and tries to figure out what to do now, that someone is lingering nearby. Or perhaps, if they listen, they might just hear someone muttering indignantly:]

Maybe I should just make a run for it...

[II. Later, closed to Souji]

[It takes nearly until dawn to make it back to his temple, and when he does, he finds the culprit waiting for him, his yukata folded neatly beside him.]

[(He doesn't even feel guilty, the little bastard. Not a hint of a sting.)]

[Still stark naked, Hijikata stalks across the main courtyard towards his shinki, his voice dropping to a low, threatening growl.]

Souji...

Threaded | Flat

[Ayumu's out for a walk that evening, needing to clear her head. It's been an eventful few weeks for her between yakuza violence, ill-advised one night stands with former gods, and looking after grown men who are well past the age requiring babysitting yet need to be looked after anyway.

The natural hot spring comes as a pleasant surprise. The one in her goddess's temple is nice, too, but why not take a dip herself while she's here? Really, the more opportunities she has to relax, the better.

So Ayumu simply starts stripping down, curiously unaware of the presence hiding behind the tree. Her body's a lot more scarred then it used to be, some of them Hijikata will recognize from seeing her body after her death. A few new, angry looking scars stand out though - one from the knife she took to the chest recently and another from the gunshot to her abdomen. Another scar from an exit wound is on her back.]

[Souji is indeed positively exuding tranquility, gracefully curled up with his god's clothes on one side and Saizo on the other. He's made himself some tea, and has apparently also acquired some sort of pastry from somewhere, which he nibbles at daintily with every sign of enjoyment.

And then he nearly gets it stuck in his throat.

It's partly the view, of course, because Hijikata's naked body is both a divine experience and at the same thing suggests a lot of profane things. It's also his voice, which even while warning does some very funny things to Souji's spine... among other things.]

Oh, there you are, Hijikata-san. I was expecting you to try to get here a bit faster, honestly.

[Evening strolls are always nice, aren't they? It's a good way to burn off some restless energy, and with the weather getting cooler the farther into autumn it gets, a nice long walk is a great way to get acclimated to the temperature change!

With such an empty looking stretch of path in front of him, the one thing that Shinji doesn't expect to encounter tonight is another person, though he definitely catches the sound of someone mumbling, just barely within earshot. He freezes, hesitating for a moment, before speaking up,]

I-is someone there...?

[Please don't let this be some kind of ambush!!]

time to get naked

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