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thenearshore2018-05-19 11:21 am
kokuyoyo) wrote in thenearshore2018-05-19 11:21 am
[open] take it from me
Who: Chikusa Kakimoto and you
What: Staying at the Li Tieugai temple is becoming too annoying lately. Fortunately, Chikusa has plenty of things to investigate, from the library to the blighted spot.
When: Throughout the latter half of November
Where: Heaven's Library, the blighted area, other places
Warnings: Heavy violence in the Add thread, death (temporary)
A - Heaven's Library (constant)
The price of information, to Chikusa's great misfortune, always seems to be effort.
It explains why anyone visiting the Library throughout the month will seem to always eventually run into Chikusa if they're browsing around between the shelves long enough. On one hand, it's not particularly unusual. For months, now, Chikusa has been a constant presence within the library ever since the goblins which maintained it passed away due to that strange time warping event. Most of the time, however, he's been distant to anyone else that's been there with him, and not always looking for anything in particular. In fact, he seems to always be working in his unofficial capacity as one of the library workers there trying to keep it some idea of organized. (Which isn't always particularly successful...) Anyone who's seen him before in the library has likely seen him at work, staunchly ignoring all other shinki or gods, for the most part.
For the next few weeks, however, he's clearly searching for something. Instead of dully pushing around a cart full of books (or slumping against them in what is apparently extreme exhaustion from such an arduous task), he can be found carefully thumbing through the various titles before he organizes them. He can be found leaning against one bookcase with his eyes roaming the spines of book, taking in every title or lack of wording. Sometimes, he even reaches upwards, searching out what appears to be bits of loose paper or scraps that have somehow slipped on top of or inbetween books. Rarely does there seem to be anything worthwhile on the stray papers, judging by his quiet sighing, but occasionally he pauses to stare intently down on what seem to be random scribbles. Perhaps someone will even get to see him doing so.
....Alternatively, they may see him find what's apparently a blank piece of paper, take a pen out of his usual bag, and scribble something on it that's almost definitely rude before putting part of it underneath the strange door in the back of the library.
Fuck you, mysterious presence.
Other times, he's actually sitting down, a small stack of books around him. One is always open, his hand laid out against it to keep it that way, and he occupies his other hand with writing down what are apparently notes in a simple notebook. While Chikusa can be a little hard to read even on good days, he doesn't particularly seem pleased with what he's finding... or, perhaps, not finding.
While he's otherwise busy, he won't stop anyone from approaching him, and will even pause in the middle of what he's doing to level that dead eyed stare of his onto whoever has come near enough, whether they mean to interrupt him or not.
B - The Near Shore, the Blighted Zone
If the library won't give him the answers that he wants, then that means he really has no other choice but to go investigate himself... Well, by peering in on what exactly Heaven is doing in its own investigations on the area that became so badly blighted during the night of the God Meeting. After all, looking into the forest is clearly going to be a little harder.
For anyone else just passing through or perhaps even trying to look into things themselves, Chikusa's lanky figure is an easy one to spot, and not only because he tends to tower over other people even in a dead slouch. Rather, it's probably the shark finned beanie that he's wearing... It's not particularly subtle, but sometimes Chikusa rarely bothers to be. What has more of his attention is apparently ghosting throughout the neighborhood, pausing to take in a particular spot he can recall, or leaning against a wall to overhear what look like some of Heaven's shinki. With the amount of time he's spent in the Far Shore and his own skills of observation, he's learned to pick up familiar faces, after all.
C - The Near Shore, Asakusa
It's late at night. Why anyone would be out at such a time is a mystery that can only be answered by the individual themselves, but then, that's Asakusa for you. There are a lot of festivals held throughout the year in this place, and the amount of temples and other such things means that it's an enjoyable place for travelers of all sorts. Yet the recent ghost stories have apparently been creeping people out. In the dark streets, where various buildings and apartments have gone dark... The sound of footsteps echoing... going faster... and faster....
And bursting out of the doorway of a nearby building in the form of a frantic pair of shoes moving all by themselves, hastily dodging a borderline suddenly shooting out from inside the building. That sure is Chikusa, eyes sharp and his fingers still borderline ready.
Hopefully no one is in the way. That would be just horrible.
What: Staying at the Li Tieugai temple is becoming too annoying lately. Fortunately, Chikusa has plenty of things to investigate, from the library to the blighted spot.
When: Throughout the latter half of November
Where: Heaven's Library, the blighted area, other places
Warnings: Heavy violence in the Add thread, death (temporary)
A - Heaven's Library (constant)
The price of information, to Chikusa's great misfortune, always seems to be effort.
It explains why anyone visiting the Library throughout the month will seem to always eventually run into Chikusa if they're browsing around between the shelves long enough. On one hand, it's not particularly unusual. For months, now, Chikusa has been a constant presence within the library ever since the goblins which maintained it passed away due to that strange time warping event. Most of the time, however, he's been distant to anyone else that's been there with him, and not always looking for anything in particular. In fact, he seems to always be working in his unofficial capacity as one of the library workers there trying to keep it some idea of organized. (Which isn't always particularly successful...) Anyone who's seen him before in the library has likely seen him at work, staunchly ignoring all other shinki or gods, for the most part.
For the next few weeks, however, he's clearly searching for something. Instead of dully pushing around a cart full of books (or slumping against them in what is apparently extreme exhaustion from such an arduous task), he can be found carefully thumbing through the various titles before he organizes them. He can be found leaning against one bookcase with his eyes roaming the spines of book, taking in every title or lack of wording. Sometimes, he even reaches upwards, searching out what appears to be bits of loose paper or scraps that have somehow slipped on top of or inbetween books. Rarely does there seem to be anything worthwhile on the stray papers, judging by his quiet sighing, but occasionally he pauses to stare intently down on what seem to be random scribbles. Perhaps someone will even get to see him doing so.
....Alternatively, they may see him find what's apparently a blank piece of paper, take a pen out of his usual bag, and scribble something on it that's almost definitely rude before putting part of it underneath the strange door in the back of the library.
Fuck you, mysterious presence.
Other times, he's actually sitting down, a small stack of books around him. One is always open, his hand laid out against it to keep it that way, and he occupies his other hand with writing down what are apparently notes in a simple notebook. While Chikusa can be a little hard to read even on good days, he doesn't particularly seem pleased with what he's finding... or, perhaps, not finding.
While he's otherwise busy, he won't stop anyone from approaching him, and will even pause in the middle of what he's doing to level that dead eyed stare of his onto whoever has come near enough, whether they mean to interrupt him or not.
B - The Near Shore, the Blighted Zone
If the library won't give him the answers that he wants, then that means he really has no other choice but to go investigate himself... Well, by peering in on what exactly Heaven is doing in its own investigations on the area that became so badly blighted during the night of the God Meeting. After all, looking into the forest is clearly going to be a little harder.
For anyone else just passing through or perhaps even trying to look into things themselves, Chikusa's lanky figure is an easy one to spot, and not only because he tends to tower over other people even in a dead slouch. Rather, it's probably the shark finned beanie that he's wearing... It's not particularly subtle, but sometimes Chikusa rarely bothers to be. What has more of his attention is apparently ghosting throughout the neighborhood, pausing to take in a particular spot he can recall, or leaning against a wall to overhear what look like some of Heaven's shinki. With the amount of time he's spent in the Far Shore and his own skills of observation, he's learned to pick up familiar faces, after all.
C - The Near Shore, Asakusa
It's late at night. Why anyone would be out at such a time is a mystery that can only be answered by the individual themselves, but then, that's Asakusa for you. There are a lot of festivals held throughout the year in this place, and the amount of temples and other such things means that it's an enjoyable place for travelers of all sorts. Yet the recent ghost stories have apparently been creeping people out. In the dark streets, where various buildings and apartments have gone dark... The sound of footsteps echoing... going faster... and faster....
And bursting out of the doorway of a nearby building in the form of a frantic pair of shoes moving all by themselves, hastily dodging a borderline suddenly shooting out from inside the building. That sure is Chikusa, eyes sharp and his fingers still borderline ready.
Hopefully no one is in the way. That would be just horrible.
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[ What, should he use a book as a coaster next time? Sadly, Gojyo's so accustomed to Chikusa being terse and staring off into space that the issue at hand doesn't even register.
He picks up his pile of books (the one on beginner shinki magic -- for kids! -- carefully getting tucked against his chest where he hopes it won't be visible. ]
So you know the trick to gettin' Bind to work.
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....The trick is the same for most shinki spells.
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[ Okay, see, a statement like that is both extremely useful and fucking bullshit. ]
If you say concentratin' I'm gonna be mad.
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[So good news there, Gojyo. But- ]
It's superiority.
[There's the bad news.]
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[ and now Chikusa's just messing with him. Great. Gojyo adjusts his grip on his pile of books, hugging them up tight against his chest like a schoolkid so they don't slip (what? they're heavy, okay). About thirty more seconds of this, and he's out of here. ]
Ha ha, asshole. You're fuckin' hilarious.
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Why do you think I'm lying...?
[Lying, in most cases, is too much work. Lying by omission is what he tends to do. Gojyo clearly doesn't know him well enough, and Chikusa isn't sure he's smart enough to realize actual facts.]
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I don't think it, I know it!
[ Seriously. Fifteen seconds. He's counting them down. ]
If you don't want to tell me how it works, fine. But you don't have to be a dick about it.
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[Chikusa can guess himself, especially after putting the question into the air like that... But he wants to see if Gojyo will actually say it himself.]
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[ The answer is just a look. A dead, angry, self-hating kind of look.And then an exasperated sigh as Gojyo tries to brush the mood off. ]
Whatever. I've got ten better things I could be doin' right now. Enjoy sortin' your books.
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So you're running away from it.
[That.... Saying that... definitely helps the situation.... right...]
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I'm not runnin' away from shit, Skinny.
[ Ways to get Sha Gojyo to stay put: call him a chicken. ]
But I'd have to be a pretty big dumbass to stand here while you talk about how superior you are.
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[At that response, however, Chikusa blinks at him and then, slowly, tilts his head to the side.]
Oh.... You're just being stupid again. [HELPFUL] I wasn't boasting about that...
....I mean I am better but I wasn't talking about that. It was in general. [SIGH] Think of spells... like imposing yourself on someone.
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[ I mean I am better, Chikusa says, and Gojyo just rolls his eyes. The pile of books in his arms isn't getting any lighter with him standing here. ]
Imposing. [ In a silly posh lady voice: ] Oh, pardon me, I just need to impose at you to hold still a moment, please and thank you!
[ That's how dumb you sound, Chikusa. ]
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[He's just going to cut straight to the point here, even as he starts to fish out his phone from his pocket.]
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Shaki. Why?
[ Sure, he read up about how a ~real name~ is needed, but his real name is Sha Gojyo... okay, yes, arguably he doesn't have a name since he's a construct, blah blah blah, but he's been created as Sha Gojyo, so that's his name. Shaki is just the name Hakkai gave him so they can fight together and so Hakkai can tell when he's feeling like doing stupid things. ]
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Alright. Then... [Although he doesn't feel he needs it, Chikusa raises his free hand off of the cart and folds his fingers into the proper shape.] Bind, Shaki.
[Having a spell used against him should give him an idea of how it's done.]
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[ As soon as he raises his hand, Gojyo realizes that he's made a terrible mistake. ]
Wait!
[ But it's too late. He's Bound. ...And, he realizes, he's been wrong about so much when it comes to shinki magic. It's the given names that you need? But... but those are the real names! ]
Unbind me!
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[Whups, he's being a dick again... But if this won't get through Gojyo's head about shinki magic, Chikusa isn't sure what will. Slouching his way closer, Chikusa holds up his phone where the definition for impose glows there.]
Impose... means forcing someone. It means making them do it... whether they like it or not. Bind... Silence... All of those spells require the same thing.
So... You need that superiority. Because against an actual opponent... They'll be resisting. Do you get it now...?
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[ He's not actually listening. Well, no, he is listening, he's taking in every word Chikusa says, but mostly he's struggling against the spell. It's terrifying solid -- he can't even flex his muscles against it, like he could against physical restraints.
The thought occurs to him that this is what being dead is really like, and his face starts to flush as he strains harder. ]
Let me the fuck out of here! I'm gonna kick your ass sideways for this, you bastard!
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Can you? [Even if his phone is down, his gaze isn't, and he meets Gojyo's eyes squarely.] Can you say you're more superior to me, enough to do that?
Say it and I'll let you go.
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[ If all of his efforts fail, maybe he should reassess his tactics?
Nah, just kidding, it's because Gojyo's an idiot. ]
Fuck you. [ He'd spit on Chikusa, if he could. But apparently the spell only lets him move his mouth enough to speak. Damn, he really needs to learn this spell! It's such a good one. ] Fuck you, you know I can't.
[ There. It's said. For all the beatings that his ego takes, you'd think it would become numb after awhile, you know? But his face is red now, and it's not from struggling against the spell. He can't even turn his face away in shame, but at least he can look away. ]
Why the fuck do you think I'm in here tryin' to learn this shit, huh?
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[...Wait, shit, that might just discourage him. If it wasn't for his connection to Hakkai, then Chikusa would leave it there and just plain not care, but... Sighing, he shifts his weight until he's slumping sideways against a nearby shelf.]
...You need to learn how to say that kind of thing... even to someone like Amaterasu.
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[ So what Chikusa is saying is that he's never going to be able to do shinki magic. It took him forever to be able to cast even a basic borderline, and now he knows why. His whole demeanor shifts (not that it's really apparent given that he can't move a muscle). He's never going to be a useful shinki. He's always going to be the one left behind, babysitting the injured folks while shinki like Chikusa fight monsters and make a difference, because he's worthless. He's not superior to anyone and he never will be.
His only value is that Hakkai thinks they're friends. Closing his eyes briefly, Gojyo takes a deep breath. ]
I hear you. ...Let me go.
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[He can tell. If he got it, then he'd be doing as Chikusa told him to in the beginning- declaring that he's on equal level with him. As it is...]
[This is just begging.]
[Annoyed in his own lack of understanding how to deal with this, Chikusa shifts a little bit against the shelf.]
Is this another problem having to do with that conspiracy theory of yours... [Maybe that's it? If you don't think you're a person, he... guesses you wouldn't think you're superior to anyone. Although did he ever have that kind of problem himself?]
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[ So Chikusa's just going to keep him restrained to mock him? Great. That's great. He should have expected as much.
The question, though, doesn't make any sense. ]
What conspiracy theory? What the hell are you talking about?
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cw: suicidal ideation
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