010 | Relief and Rescue

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Cleanup and moral support
When: All day May 16
Where: Just outside of Tokyo
Summary: It's time to get rid of the mess that that demon made!



The attack by the demon recently has left the surrounding area in a very sorry state. Not only are some people still hospitalized or slowly recovering from the affects of the draining of their life force, but a lot of nasty accidents happened during the time that people were walking around like they were dead to the world. It's been attributed to an odd natural disaster, and many think it may have been an illness that caused it.

The Heavens have decided to send any available gods and shinki down to help out in the relief efforts. If they try hard enough, they should be easily seen for the times when they are helping people out, so it shouldn't be a problem.

On top of that, some new arrivals have suddenly appeared. Amaterasu has left them little handwritten notes pinned to their shirts:

'These people need your help! I'm sorry to throw you into things like this, but please do what you can.

☼ Amaterasu ☼'

And yes, she has doodled little suns next to her name.



Care

There are a lot of people who were left hurt because of the incident with the demon and they are still trying to recover from it. From broken bones all the way to mental trauma, these people have seen a lot of crazy stuff and they aren't feeling so hot. Any kind of care is viable, but you might also want to just be an errand-runner in order to help the qualified people who are already doing a pretty good job of helping these poor folks out.

Food

A fair number of homes and stores managed to get destroyed amidst everything going on with the demon, so there's a lot of work for the neighborhood to do in helping them out. Whether by helping to rebuild what has been broken or by just handing out some free food to the people who need it. Of course, you might also take some food for yourself. Hopefully you're not a horrible enough person to just steal from the homeless~

Literal Cleaning

And here's where the fun comes in. The buildings that need to be rebuilt and the streets that need to be cleaned up are all under works and you can help in any way you deem worthy. You might carry loads or actually put forth the effort to help rebuild some lost homes, it's up to you. Of course, if you set about helping out in this way, you might notice little fairy-like spirits flitting around each of the Near Shore residents who are working hard to help each other out. The little spirits shine brightly and seem to shy away if approached, but they titter happily anytime the person they're following does something nice.

Banquet

After the day is done, the Heavens have a special treat set up for anyone who helped out - a large banquet in the Meeting Hall back on the Far Shore. Just like any other banquet, there is food and booze of every kind available. But also, the small tittering bright white spirits are in attendance, following around any Far Shore resident who helped out today. You might find yourself with a new friend or two who won't leave you alone, who keep giggling anytime you're kind, and who don't seem to be able to talk and only exude delight and good feelings.



In Summary:

• Help out the people affected by the demon
• Give out food to people who need it
• Clean up the messes
• Eat some good food, drink some good booze
• Have fun~

Comments

[neraiuchi]

[ The puffing delights Miyuki down to his core, and he grins at him, shitty and amused all at once. Yeah, Mei didn't have anything to worry about. He's the same ol' person that he was when he was alive, even if he's going to be playing things even closer to his chest until he finds his footing in this fucked up situation. But, that's what he's best at, isn't it?

Deal with it. He's already dealing with being dead, so, why not this, too. He can't say he's particularly impressed with his supposed god at the moment. ]

That doesn't make any sense. [ You're rude, not considerate. Also vague. He doesn't like vague, it makes him want to open the Pandora's Box that has caution tape and chains wrapped around it. ] You're not very helpful, are you? And what did you say your god name was?

[ Because he caught that. Don't think he forgot about it just because you're being huffy and puffy. ]

[koshien]

[ mei gets flustered almost immediately, partly because of course he's helpful, wow, kazuya-- ] You're as ungrateful as ever! [ --you know, except for the part where he doesn't remember anything. well, whatever. mei can be vague, goddammit. he's a walking passive-aggressive vaguetweet. ]

If I know something, I'll tell you it. [ (probably not.) ] And we're not talking about my name! We're supposed to be talking about yours! [ with his cheeks flushed red, because he's really about two seconds from stamping his foot on the floor like a child. mei settles for huffing instead, his blue eyes scanning kazuya like he can figure out where the mark thing would be on him. ]

Hey, take your shirt off. [ ??? ]

[neraiuchi]

[ You're as ungrateful as ever! That line strikes a few bells in his head, but he pushes them aside, because he's not an idiot. There's something stopping him from asking questions, asking hey, you knew me, didn't you? Kazuya figures he could probably get a yes or no answer to that question and it would be fine, but something in his gut tells him that any more than that, any more than his suspicion that he has already, and it would end poorly. Something like dread creates an impasse.

So he grins instead, amused regardless. ] Yeah, right. [ Re: Mei telling him anything. He'll have to find out for himself, but that's fine.

And then everything stops like a record scratch, and his eyebrows shoot up with that demand. ] What, no dinner first? At least buy me a few drinks before you order me to strip.

[koshien]

Wh-- [ mei turns bright red, flustered as he realized how he actually worded that. he didn't mean anything gross by it, god! ] That's not--you're supposed to have--oh, get that look off your face!!

[ EMBARRASSING... god. he waves a hand and tries to pretend he's still not flushed as he puts both of his hands on his hips to explain himself. ] Look, you're supposed to get some kind of mark that shows you're my shinki, so we can see what your weapon form is. That's it.

[ he huffs, and makes a gesture: take it off already! ]

[neraiuchi]

[ The look on Miyuki's face is skeptical as all hell when Mei tries to explain himself, but that's largely because he's not really explaining anything in the process. But, he eventually does take his glasses off and shift to pull his shirt off from behind his head.

There's nothing of note, really. There isn't even a bruise from his injury, now, so the only thing to greet Mei is the smattering of body hair across the broad expanse of his chest and up his belly. ]

Do you want me to do a turn for you? 'cause I'm not taking my pants off, too. [ Dryly. ] That'll definitely need dinner first.

[koshien]

Oh, shut up. [ mei grumbles, his cheeks still bright red at his ability to embarrass himself. he looks over miyuki with his best narrowed eyes, and finds...absolutely nothing. ] What the hell?

[ and instead of making kazuya do a little turn, he walks around him, squinting. there's a weird feeling like he should do something... ] Maybe I have to give it to you.

[ it'll be weird to not call him kazuya. mei steps back and puts his hands back on his hips, like he's sizing him up. ] I'm going to pick it, I don't know what kind of weird name you'd choose.

[ he considers inashiro very briefly, but sighs. ] Miyuki Kazuya... Miyuki. [ he tries to picture the kanji in his head, from reading it enough off of player rosters (and annoyingly, magazine articles.) ] What about gyou?

[neraiuchi]

[ Miyuki waits Mei out, amused by his embarrassment but not aiming to be any meaner than he already is after making fun of him. Once he finishes his circuit around him, he moves to put his shirt back on and tops it off with his glasses, pushing them up the bridge of his nose with a finger to the center piece. ]

Pretty sure I would pick a great name. I'm worried about what kind you'll give me. [ He doesn't put up much of a fight over it, though, other than token complaints that he's already issuing now. But he goes quiet and regards him thoughtfully, as he works through his actual name.

His head tilts slowly, just a bit, as he regards his suggestion. He's not dumb, he knows where he gets it from. He knows his own name. ] I'm not sure if I should take that as a compliment or question it. Not a bad choice, though.

[koshien]

[ mei can't help but grin a little at kazuya's commentary, because it feels more familiar, the kind of rivalry related banter that has been at the core of their relationship since they were kids. even if kazuya doesn't quite remember him or their history, some things never change. ] Maybe if you remembered anything, you'd know the answer.

[ its a little more taunting than it should be, but. he steps back to look at kazuya properly, to decide what to say, and the words end up sort of coming out of his mouth automatically. it's sort of a Moment. ] Grasping thy true name, I bind thee here. With borrowed name,I dub thee my servant. The name answers, the vessel to sound. The name, Miyuki Kazuya. The vessel, Gyou. Come, Gyouki.

[ which means miyuki will inevitably ruin said moment when this is over. ]

[neraiuchi]

[ Slowly narrowing his eyes in response to the barb, Miyuki stops his train of thought before it can get further than a niggling consideration. It's an instinctive do not pass, do not go, do not recollect, and a sudden twinge of dread and anxiety keeps him from going any further than the repetitive thought of we know each other.

Thankfully he doesn't have any time to do more, because Mei starts reciting the rites to naming him.

At the end of it, there's light, and Miyuki goes from the shape of a teenage boy to something made of that same light, shape changing, and - there's a blade there, the sharp point of the uchigatana stabbing into the ground since it's not like Mei knew he had to have his hand outstretched to grab him beforehand. Unfortunately for Mei, his color scheme is very - Seido. Silver blade, white hilt with gold markings, the tsuka ito the same, stark blue. ]

[koshien]

[ the whole process is bizarre, and mei just sort of watches it happen at first, the sharp golden light and then, the noise of a sharp, sharp blade stabbing into the soft ground.

oh god. it's seido colored.

mei makes a face. ]

[koshien]

[ gross. well, he shouldn't have expected anything else. he can't even say anything about it.

fine. mei pulls the blade out of the ground, wobbles a bit. it's the first time he's ever held a sword, and he wobbles briefly before he settles with it, holding it out.

...it is pretty cool. ] Whoa. Can you still hear me?

[neraiuchi]

[ Nope, you can't say a damn thing, Mei. Have fun with that.

Miyuki's sure having a time of it, himself. He assesses everything, especially the out of body sort of feeling that he's dealing with, which allows him to survey everything. Which... he does. He can check out how he looks, too, and some innate part of him approves of it in an ironic kind of way. He's not sure why he's taken this form, but, hey. If it works, it works. ]

Yeah. Use both hands, you're going to drop me and an uchigatana is a two-handed weapon.

[koshien]

I know what I'm doing! [ mei huffs, but obediently (for once) brings his right hand up to wrap around the handle of the blade. it is pretty heavy--way heavier than an aluminum bat--and he eyeballs the sword with a discerning gaze, like he's checking him out.

(sorry kazuya.) ] Do you know anything about how to use a sword? [ bc mei doesn't.

he glances around to see if anyone's looking, and then gives a swing, much like a baseball bat. it's powerful, that's for sure. ]