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[h3]Eiseikato[/h3]
[b]Wednesday, June 1st 20XX
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[h3]Koyuki[/h3]
[@Amaterasu]
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The snowy-looking fox stepped around almost excitedly as she wandered through the ethereal streets. As she entered the town proper she noticed something odd about the residents. Not a single one was human. Was it the smell that gave it away, or that there was literally a walking umbrella passing her by, or a towering Oni wearing a fancy suit with sunglasses? The residents aside, there appeared to be a number of stalls and bustling restaurants and souvenir stores, and amidst the bustling she got an idea for what kind of place this was. 

A town of yokai, such a prospect seemed to be quite exciting for her. How and why was she here? She immediately stopped caring as soon as she stepped in here. Despite her status as a yokai, the existence of such a city was unknown to her. However, it appeared as if her enjoyment was going to be cut short, the same familiar haze swept past her nose, unseen yet ever-present. Her eyes panned around, before settling upon the stairs leading further into the city. At the very end and atop the hill stood a towering building.

She climbed the steps in what appeared to be a trance, and as the building came into better focus, the initial interpretation of it being a castle quickly faded as she realized. This was an Inn. What was however, more interesting to her was that all the women who worked here were for the most part, kitsune like herself.

Her focus though was immediately grabbed yet again by the scent from earlier, the same one that had led her here, and following that scent she entered. The working ladies seemed to notice her but did nothing to stop her, even if it appeared as if she had walked into a staff-only area. As she rose staircase by staircase, where she would normally be fraught with fatigue, she would find herself being pulled in and climbing beyond her ability, until she finally reached the top.

She ascended the final steps, turning her head to the end of the room as she was met with a gorgeous view of the town she was in just now. A fan-shaped window adorned with with red and gold, the walls to the sides lined with various tapestries and fine kimono, with an empty centre, though seated in front of that window was a lady. Her back was turned to Koyuki, who walked closer, still drawn by the haze, but she now could see where it came from. The pipe that the lady smoked. She wore a kimono, slightly let down to expose a bit of her upper back, black hair tied up in an elaborate Oiran hairstyle, adorned with golden ornaments and pieces. As Koyuki's gaze moved around, she would notice tails coming out underneath the large arrangement of silks wrapped around her bottom half. Her eyes counted... One... Two... Three... Six... There were nine tails.

Being a Kitsune herself, she knew what this meant. But as soon as she stepped at the end of the room, barely past the paper doors.

[color=a187be]"Bow"[/color]

Koyuki immediately bowed down, her face but inches from the ground.

[color=a187be]"I see, so I was right... What is it you call yourself now, Koyuki...? An adorable name, one well-picked"[/color], she seemed to almost laugh, but Koyuki could not tell given her pose.

[color=a187be]"My my, four tails already? You have been busy haven't you? How promising... Hm, but I sense confusion from you... Very well. I will allow you one question before I continue"[/color], the stern request was rather strong-handed. Koyuki would have to pick her question carefully.

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[h3]Todoroki Tsurara[/h3]
[@Takumi Enishi]
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Tsurara walked the streets, naked, or relatively so. As such she got looks from a lot of the yokai. While it was not strange for yokai to reveal their true forms, it was rather rare for ones with feminine beauty to do so. It was a strange sight seeing monsters of all kinds make catcalls to the Yuki-Onna, but soon the pattering of footsteps began to become louder before Tsurara felt indignant pain as her ear was pulled.

As she was turned around she looked into the eyes of a woman with such a cold expression, she herself as a yokai of ice froze inside too. Without a word she was dragged off by the ear by this woman. She wore a blue done-up Kimono depicting a tundra and a clear blue sky, all proper, white hair in a braid and bun combination with bright adornments, which stood out even more with her white hair, and most of all, her silver, cold eyes.

Next thing Tsurara knew, she was ushered into a house, as she entered, a group of women all in a similar outfit and setup to her bowed and greeted her.

[i]"Welcome back, Lady Yukiano"[/i]

Now identified as Lady Yukiano, she stepped towards the stairs, but when she noticed Tsurara was not following she turned, [color=6ecff6]"what are you standing there for? Follow me"[/color], the atmosphere did not allow her to defy her, not to mention she felt it too... This woman was also a Yuki-Onna, all the way down to her touch.

Pretty soon the two were seated in front of some freshly brewed tea, across from each other. The room they were in was decorated quite nicely, flower arrangement, calligraphy, some other minimalist decoration such as a vase, nothing extravagant.

[color=6ecff6]"Now then... Tsurara... It appears I may have much to teach you. I am Yukiano Tsukihara. Your mother... Is an old acquaintance, and now I see why she was so concerned. Have you no decency child? To bare yourself before anyone, such filth"[/color], she sipped her tea and breathed as naturally as she dished out insult after insult.

[color=6ecff6]"What would people think of Yuki-Onna if you did something like that. How do you expect to be married doing such things? I am sure we have our wild years, but this is... Beyond wild"[/color], her sharp eyes did not seem to approve of Tsurara.

"One week... Will barely be enough, I would be lucky to even make you half-way respectable by then", she sighed before putting her cup back down.

[color=6ecff6]"All of that aside, I am obligated to be informing you of what is happening. No, you do not have a choice"[/color], she pulled out some papers and slid them over to Tsurara. It was her application form for the school trip, but also a second was stapled to it, signing her up to a Yokai training program. There was an extra note here too whose handwriting she noticed. It was her mother's. [i]"Please make her into a respectable woman[/i]".

[color=6ecff6]"If I did not owe your mother anything I would have refused. I can hardly believe you two are related let alone being mother and daughter... Now then. There is much to learn. First... Your mother paid for this kimono herself, so you may keep it beyond your week training here"[/color], she clapped twice, the paper doors opened as two ladies holding a kimono were there, which she presumed was the one. It had a snowflake pattern amidst a sunset. And before she knew it, she was dragged off and forced into a new and rather unfamiliar attire.

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[h3]Jhackson Micheal Mason[/h3]
[@TheHangedMan]
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As Mason was being led through town being surrounded by an entourage of thugs, he began to notice something... There's monsters, everywhere, he looked right and left, and there were monsters straight out of storybooks. In fact after a few minutes he noticed that his entourage increased in size, grew horns, and changed skin color. They were oni.

He had no idea what was happening but there was amidst this, no time to enjoy the ethereal and unique scenery this town offered. Pretty soon, he was ushered into a building just off the side, though it had a traditional look on the outside, it looked like an office building on the inside. He briefly read as he entered a plaque at the far end saying "Koujou". The way everything was styled was just like Yakuza as he'd seen in movies and anime and... Anything else he had time to get his hands on. It seemed one of them noticed his nervousness.

[color=fff200]"Heh, don't worry kid, we're not here to gut you or anything, we're just having you meet our boss"[/color], the one who spoke though he also had horns like the others, did not tower as much, and his eyes had a golden glint to them too even visible underneath his sunglasses. He had short golden hair and a constant confident smile with small fangs.

Pretty soon Mason did see the boss, as assured. He was sat inside a traditional Japanese room, at the far end sitting there like a daimyo was what would safely be assumed to be the boss. The biggest oni in the room, large, towering, with skin red like blood, wearing oversized sunglasses for his large self, and wearing an elaborate haori like a cape.

[color=f26522]"Ehhh, so you're the one I was told about eh? A half-demon, strength type..."[/color], he seemed to be reading from some documents, which in his huge hands were... Almost comical.

[color=f26522]"Oh I see, so that's why you're here. A foreign type too even, that's interestin', but you match Oni so well you sure your dad or somethin' wasn't one? Haha! Fire attribute too that's amazing... Hmmmmm. But bein' half... Oh right you must be wonderin' why you're here then"[/color], the big man handed a sheet to his assistant who sat beside him, who then quickly scuttled up to Mason to hand it to him.

As Mason read what was on the sheet he recognized it as his form for applying for the trip. But there was another page stapled to it. It was a page signing him up for a Yokai training program, along with a note... [i]"As Yokai cannot learn exorcism safely, you have been submitted to this unique program lasting around one week. Signed, Kirizanto Kuuto"[/i]. The biggest surprise though was... The person that made that note, but now he kinda got the picture.

[color=f26522]"So that's the deal. This program is... Ordained by Lady Kuzunoha who rules this little place. To make sure Yokai do not eventually die out with urban developments, she has made a program requiring many of us to take in... Apprentices for a week. Teach'em what it means to be Yokai... Or... Somethin' like that I dunno this stuff's not my strength. Anyway, welcome kid, to the Koujou Clan. We're a clan of Oni who also operate as part of a Yakuza family in the world you know"[/color], he introduced.

[color=f26522]"I've already figured out who will be your senpai for your program. Back there, Yuzaki!"[/color]

[color=fff200]"Sir!"[/color], it was the guy with golden eyes again. He bowed as he was addressed.

[color=f26522]"He's all yours"[/color],

[color=fff200]"Yessir! Mason was your name right? I hope we get along!"[/color] Likewise, Mason found himself bowing as he did too.

[color=f26522]"Awright, now that's settled, ya got any questions before I get back to... My business?"[/color]

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[h3]Icarus Ochre[/h3]
[@Ginnungagap]
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As he stepped into the shrine's grounds, he began to notice the ethereal night around him. Almost glowing pink sakura petals amidst a dark navy blue sky adorned with only a single full moon. The stone pavement in front of him was clean and even, swept only by the pink petals of this strange place he was in. Being that of Arcanis, nothing here was familiar to him, yet he felt something similar to that which were called "yokai" in this world. His focus was brought back as the flitter of flame brushed past his sight, the flame bird that led him here, then flew further in towards the shrine, wistfully fluttering about before disappearing beyond the doors.

Icarus found himself sliding those same doors open within some moments, only to be greeted by a man sitting by a table. From what he could tell the center was a game board, using black and white pebbles, and sitting across was a phantom that took the shape of the man, yet was lined with flames.

[color=f7941d]"Ah, so you have finally come... Or rather, you arrived pretty quickly. Please... Take a seat"[/color], he stated, and as he did the flame phantom disappeared.

[color=f7941d]"So, have you ever played Go? Ah why am I asking of course not. I have already foreseen such afterall"[/color], though he was right, there was something about him that was kind of irritating. He had a clean look about him, and was dressed like that of an onmyoudo, like the exorcists back in the conference he saw, but this man did not appear to be an exorcist. 

[color=f7941d]"Here, I shall give you some guidance",[/color] he made what appeared like a seal with his hand. For a brief moment, symbols appeared around his hand written from flame, before conjuring yet another fire bird that circled Icarus before settling on his shoulder. As he looked at it, somehow the rules of Go became clear to him.

[color=f7941d]"It's temporary, and you will forget once that bird is gone, but we can now play. I will try to go easy on you"[/color], for some reason, Icarus felt he was not going to.

He was right. He was promptly defeated in what he understood thanks to the little firebird, a very fast game. The man then clicked his fingers, causing the board to clean itself and start a game anew.

[color=f7941d]"I suppose you must be wondering why you're here"[/color], he began, starting yet another game. Icarus felt compelled to make a move too and keep playing, there was nothing else to do and... It seemed rude not to.

[color=f7941d]"I am Hinoyama Kikutori, a... Suzaku. A fire phoenix much like yourself, but I have never had the pleasure of meeting such until today"[/color], his next move was quite aggressive.

[color=f7941d]"The place you find yourself in is my shrine here in Eiseikato, a wandering city so to speak. It drifts between rifts in the world's planes of existence going from place to place around Japan. You are here because... Oh an opening"[/color], he took it rather eagerly. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

[color=f7941d]"Ahem... So you are here because you have been signed up for a little program the Lady Kuzunoha runs here for young yokai, or... In your case, demons is the term you use"[/color], he made another seal with his hand, a little different to before, but the effect was same, though this time it conjured some papers in front of Icarus. He saw his application for the school trip, but attached was another page that detailed this... Program. [i]"He is talented at magic, but I feel he needs guidance from one of his own"[/i], was a note from Utsumi.

[color=f7941d]"That is the situation. This little program takes place over 5 days, and daresay it would be preferable over being surrounded by people who can erase your existence no? In any case... Looks like I win again"[/color], this man really was a bit irritating.

[color=f7941d]"Hmhm, I can feel your bubbling frustration, so perhaps we shall not play another. Instead I shall be teaching you my arts. I had taken this position to be your tutor without any prior thought only wishing to see a 'phoenix' in person, but now that I am here, I realize I actually had no plans for your development, so I shall simply teach you my arts"[/color], his arts...? Kikutori opened his palm, and in a few moments a bright and revitalizing flame flickered in his hand.

[color=f7941d]"We may be a bit different, but the undying and rebirth aspect of our fires are... The same so to speak, and so I can teach you that which I have learned. Flames that do not die, even in the face of the coldest water or the most powerful exorcist. Sounds like a worthwhile study does it not?"[/color]

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