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welcome to the mansion

[The Champions wake up not in a bed, but alone on a plush, velvet seat. Some may recognize the backseat of a limousine, while some may not, but the windows are tinted black inside and out, and there's no chauffeur. All are wearing expensive formalwear, no matter what they thought they were wearing before.

The door opens by an unseen hand and reveals a gravel drive with a red carpet and a lavish fountain. Others are already there, and more limousines continue to pull up afterward. The front doors are locked, and overhead curls a large protective glass dome, keeping the cold void of space at bay, but hey, there's also an unparalleled view of the stars.]

Hey there, Champions, welcome to the IGS Fantasy Sweet. I'm PAL, your onboard maintenance system for this location. Your Overseer will arrive shortly. Please be patient.

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Aw, shit, I thought you were strippin', keep goin', pal!

[ I'm sorry ]

Don't... argh... be a dick...!

[Owwwww ow ow ow ow, gasp, stifled whine.]

...can't... repartee... 'til the shock wears off...!

Ya tryin' ta break the rules, I gotta give ya props.

[ +5 to respect, a little bit. ]

But ya can't tell me yer all too shocked that ya got in trouble, buddy.

[Was that half a laugh swallowed by a groan, there?]

If I could... unclench... my hand... I'd flip you off so--so hard, man...

I'll do it for ya, kiddo.

[ Yes, he's flipping him off now. Thanks for the idea, friend. ]

How's that? Feelin' better yet?

[In response, Junpei rolls onto his back, flexes his shaking hand once to test his range of movement, and then raises it while he claps his other hand to his bicep for a good old, well-humored 'up yours.']

[ Nishitani cackles. Aw, he likes Junpei already. ]

Need some help gettin' up there, friend?

Wouldn't... wouldn't mind. Haahh, that thing's nasty.

[He manages to push himself up into a sitting position, at least. What a way to start his stay in murderland, electrocuted and writhing in rich people gravel.]

[ Incredibly, Nishitani reaches over and holds out his hand for Junpei to grab. Yeah, he wasn't kidding, he likes you, kid. ]

Better you than me, huh?

[Upsy-daisy. Thank you, sir, you are a gentleman and a scholar. Junpei braces his hands on his knees to give himself time to feel less weaksauce.]

Well, personally, the me'd rather it'd have been you, but I guess I can see where you're coming from as someone who didn't just get tased by a smartphone.

[ Nishitani laughs again. This kid's got the right attitude. ]

Eh, you're fuckin' young! Couple thousand volts is probably good for ya.

Are you a doctor? Hahahh, I'll take your recommendation under consideration, Sensei.

[Junpei gives himself one more moment, then breathes out and pulls himself all the way upright. Thus, the evolution of man. After a moment, he puts out a hand.]

Tenmyouji. Tenmyouji Junpei.

Nope. I'm a yakuza.

[ Shakin' hands with a criminal, how's that feel? Cause yeah, he'll go for it. Have a nice strong shake. ]

Nishitani Homare's the name, Tenmyouji-kun. Nice ta meetcha.

[ He grins. His Kansai accent is so thick he might as well be a comedian. ]

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[It probably isn't the first time, and it's definitely not the worst thing he's done. Junpei only pauses a moment before laughing a little to himself.]

Nishitani-san, then. Likewise.

[Of course the first person here to think he's funny would be in organized crime. When is it ever different?]

But uh, how'd a yakuza get wrapped up in all this, man? Don't you have bodyguards?

[ Good kid. Always nice to meet someone who gets it. ]

Ya know, ain't that just the weirdest thing? I got more men than half the two-bit families got put together and I still wound up here. It's a damn fuckin' mystery.

Huh. It's one thing for me to be here, but if they got someone that secure...

[Crash Keys is good, but not that good. Probably. Maybe. On the other hand, Free the Soul's power and influence is a big fat Unknown, But a Lot.]

Have you... pissed off any big organizations? I mean, uh, beyond what you'd expect.

Ya mean besides the Tojo Clan, and every other family in the Omi Alliance?

[ He actually looks quite serious when he says that, like 'who do you think a yakuza would piss off,' but he's right back to smiling just as quick. ]

Nah, I ain't got enemies I ain't killed yet! When ya get ta be my age, it's not real worth it to let 'em stew, y'know.

I was thinking more like... giant pharmaceutical companies. Or terrorist cults.

[Because nothing Nishitani just said is weird or alarming, naturally!]

[ Just a normal guy talking normal things, duh. ]

Terrorist cults? Nah, I ain't heard anythin' about that. And drugs ain't really my department, you'd prolly want Sagawa-han for that.

You got a lot of experience with that shit or what?

Let's say... I've been investigating the connections between them for a while.

That so. You a cop, Tenmyouji-kun?

[ He sounds more interested than anything, trust me, he actually likes cops? Weirdly? ]

[Oh. that's promising.]

Not exactly. The agency I work for caters to... a different clientele.

[That's one way of putting it.]

I am a detective, though.

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[ His "dad" is a cop and he has them all on the take, cops are great! ]

Ooh, so yer a PI, huh? Damn, those're harder to bribe!

[ He laughs. Was that a joke...? ]

Haha. Hey, I've still got student loans to pay off. Don't write me off right off the bat.

[Eyyyy dropout jokes.]

Hah! I'll keep ya in mind then, Tenmyouji-kun! A good investigator is good for business, y'know?

[ He really would pay off your loans, you'd just have to come work IN CRIME. ]

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