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[no_kyouken]

[ Majima is definitely sitting in Emily's clinic, his usual black eye patch replaced with a soft, white medical one. Probably not surprising, his apartment definitely burned down the other day. Among other misfortunes.

But he rubs a hand back over his hair tiredly, ]

Shutens. Sound off.

Where ya at, what do ya need? Anybody we don't hear from, somebody needs t'get eyes on an' report back.



[[ ooc; please feel free to threadjack and mingle away. ]]

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[getting_better]

Take your time, I'm not going anywhere. I suspect you won't want to either when you see what it's like down here.

might as welll

[no_kyouken]

[ He's coming, he's coming. He appears in a set of damage scrubs from Emily's clinic. They were damaged anyway, so they can be sacrificed to the snake slime. He has a spare set of fresh clothes in a plastic grocery bag, which he tosses off to the side as he comes to greet Bishop and look at this door. ]

So what's up?

as well

[getting_better]

[ He's slumped over on the floor, specs of blood here and there from his injuries as he regarded Majima lethargically. ]

Noticed that nothing bad is happening here? You'd think that with the blood rains coming down, this place would turn into a second bomb of shit. But no. No it's not.

[ He nods to the door several feet from where he sits, the signs of an explosion around the lock are still there, along with signs of juvenile vandalisim. ]

I suspect the reason is behind that. There's some kind of machine I suspect, you can hear the whirr if you put your ear on it.

[no_kyouken]

[ He takes a look around, keeping Bishops comments in mind. Then he eye the guy himself. ]

What'd ya do t'yerself, huh?

[getting_better]

Me? Nothing. I got chased down by a manifestation of a demon that's supposed to be very very dead. An invincible demon, mind you, with a raging murder boner for yours truly.

[ He sighed and slumped further. ]

I ducked in here as he tried to grab me....then he vanished. Just like that.

[no_kyouken]

Huh. All right, that's pretty good.

[ Pretty compelling evidence. Majima turns his gaze back to the door thoughtfully. Well. ]

All right, just a second.

[ He steps back a little ways before he takes the wooden mask from where it's slung under his clothes. A lot of the folks from Hakagemachi have some kind of sling or catch for their masks, they remain a vital part of their possession.

When Majima puts it on, the construction of the snake is fairly quick but it is quite visible. Muscle and bones knitting together with steaming energy. It's grosser in reverse. ]

[getting_better]

[ He dipped his head to the side as Majima turns into a snake before his eyes, an otherwise unsettling sight if now for the fact he has seen worse. Besides its not like he's dying. ]

Don't hold back.

[ Bishop says as he scurries out of the way and allow him to do his worst. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ He is absolutely smarter than using his head as a battering ram, so he turns and arranges himself in the tunnel so that he slam the door with the enormity of his tail. The force of it is shaking other things in the tunnel: the water vibrating, old storage bins rattling. But that door doesn't budge. ]

If it's magic, I can't do shit for ya.

[getting_better]

If it's magic-

[ He says popping back down ti rest. ]

- at least now we know for certain. Question is, who's got enough juice to keep the haniwa negativity at bay?

[ He reaches inside his coat and takes out a flask, though he'd be incredibly disappointed to find that its empty when he takes a swig. ]

Great. Anyway, thanks for the assist. Not sure if anyone approached you yet but, someone had the good idea to use this place as a way to bring supplies from one point to another whilst the rain is going on. Honestly a good idea, wish I thought of it. I can take of things down here if things go that route, while you and the rest - I dunno - do what you can. My reserve of ideas is as empty as the flask, unfortunately.

Save one really bad one.

[no_kyouken]

Hadn't heard yet, good idea though.

[ He lowers his big snake head down towards Bishop. ]

Ya gotta pull this thing back off me.

[ The mask. It's fused to his face, with a thin layer of scales over the top; papery thin and easy to break through to grab the edge of the mask. ]

[getting_better]

[ He sees the mask and reaches to grasp it careful not to damage or scratch it as he carefully gets a good hold and yanks it off.

He holds and casually studies the mask for a moment curious as to what exactly caused the transformation, but he wasn't about to really pry. ]

Here. That's an interesting power you have.

[no_kyouken]

[ Coming back to human is pretty gross. The snake meat and bones melts back off of him in steaming, dripping chunks. He usually has to cough up a few mouthfuls of it too, he wanders over to a sewer grate to spit into.

His clothes are soaked in it... obviously why he brought the spares. He spends some time sluicing snake slime out of his hair before he goes to get the back of fresh clothes. He strips down to his shorts, which still shows the big tattoo that goes down all the way down his backs and thighs. It's less of a tattoo these days and more like a scale pattern, but it shows the same screaming hannya that it always has. ]

Possessed.

[ The mask dripping in Bishop's hands is a physical embodiment of his connection to the snake. It's kind of a nuisance protecting it and carrying it around all the time. ]

[getting_better]

[ The transformation and what comes after doesn't remotely bother him, relinguishing the mask and going back to gather strength for when he needs it. ]

Possesed?

[ He pauses and thinks. ]

Snake....Hebigami?

[no_kyouken]

Uwabami.

[ Chijoku is always with Majima, they are entwined. However, when he is not necessarily being looked for, he tends to fade past perception. But they're talking about him now and he responds, always a good way to draw attention to his ghostly white form wrapped all around and through Majima's body. ]

What he said.

[getting_better]

Ah. That was my second guess.

[ He pauses. ]

You...[ He waggles his finger between the two of them. ]

This didn't happen while you were here....right?

[ He's so worried. He doesn't want to be a cursed immortal AND possessed by a yokai or yurei. That'd just be....bad. ]

[no_kyouken]

Got here like this.

[ He finishes straightening his shirt, hanging his mask inside his jacket. ]

[getting_better]

[ He sighed loudly. ]

Oh thank goodness. Er... no offense. Its just, being possesed isn't something I look forward to.

[ Being a cursed immortal and all. ]

[no_kyouken]

This is th'second yokai town I've been in. First one was when Chijoku took me from Japan, Hakagemachi. Shitty, cursed town that was fallin' apart at the seams.

[ He shrugs, hanging a fresh cigarette from his lip and standing relaxed with his hands in his pockets. ]

[getting_better]

Someone's certainly been around.

[ Not that he hasn't seen his fair share of cursed or desolated towns. ]

Chijoku is the one possessing you, then? You must be close.

[ Ignore the tongue-in-cheek joke, he could use a laugh here. Or a drink. Actually he does just that, reaching for the flask in his pocket and goes to take a sip but - tragically - it is empty. ]

Anyone here you recognize from your first visit?

[no_kyouken]

[ A snort. Yeah, there's no separating him from the snake now. He's really just accepted his new status as a half-yokai yakuza in hell. ]

Yeah, handful of us around. Samatoki and Gojyo, for one.

[ Shuten Clan members, both thugs in their past life so they help Majima out with keeping things organized, often. ]

[getting_better]

Gojyo, as in the guy who spends way too much time in the Tamomo district Gojyo? That guy?

[ He never would have guessed. ]

Explains why he wasn't so shocked to be here I guess. Do you know what's possessing him?

[ A beat. ]

I mean, other than the horny ghost of christmas past.

[no_kyouken]

[ He snorts and manages to reel in any untoward comments about what an asshole Gojyo is. They simply have an antagonistic relationship: similar enough to be drawn together, different enough to fucking annoy each other too. ]

Some water spirit.

[getting_better]

Heeee....

[ A water spirit. A ningyo maybe, he thinks to himself. ]

Wonder if there's a way to fuck with him with that?

[ Something for later. ]

Anyway, I don't want to keep you here Majima-san. [ He says speaking formally as a Shuten officers. ] You might be needed up top. I'll take care of things down here.