AND NOW IT'S OLD MAN O'CLOCK

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[ It's Yaozou's one day off.

All the boys are out. Renzou is with their young master off at school. Kinzou and Juuzou are with Mamushi on a small expedition to catch some unidentified minor demons making a fuss in a nearby village. His wife is with their remaining three children on a much-needed vacation, according to her, and Yaozou had been all too willing to volunteer himself to hold down the fort with Uwabami while they were all out.

Uwabami only just left after they'd had themselves a game of shougi and tea.

Yaozou had been inches away from settling himself down to do some much-needed weeding in his vegetable garden. Utter peace and quiet had been promised to him for at least another two days.

This. This is unacceptable.

He glances around the academy grounds with a stern eye, maintaining his composure. (Although there is a distinct twitch beneath his eye now. Buddha has it out for him. There is no other explanation than that. He must have been a murderer and a rapist and a child-killer in a past life, sent into this one purely to atone for those sons. ) ]

Demons, show yourselves!

[ Because if it's not a demon who did this to him, boy are they going to wish that they'd been born with the regenerative capabilities of one. Or possibly never born at all.

ooc note: Yaozou's taken from much prior to the Impure King incident because having him hobbling around on crutches, while badass like nothing else, seems a bit cumbersome. Also boils. ]

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[ There's a word he was hoping not to have to hear for the weekend. But c'est la vie, or something like that. Sighing, Yaozou comes to terms then and there that his hopes of time off were in vain, and turns in the direction of his eldest's voice.

Living eldest, at any rate. ]

Juuzou? Aren't you supposed to be with your brother and Mamushi? [ Because a demonic culprit stops making sense once you take into account that Juuzou would have been miles from him at the time of his abduction, or whatever this is. Yaozou feels a tension headache coming on. Hello there, old friend. ]

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[ The whole Shima brood of offspring had a way about becoming collectively unruly, however much he tried to be the keeper of his brothers. Sorry, dad. Juuzou confirmed, ]

Supposed to be.

[ He raised a hand to rake through his own hair, still at a loss over this situation. His attention shifted around this hallway, looking for anything which might indicate their location. ]

This place does seem a bit familiar...

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It's True Cross Academy, or at least a very good approximation of it.

[ Yaozou may have only been here a few times in his life, but it's a sight he's hard-pressed to forget. Their Headmaster, or if not him then whoever had the school built to its present specifications, has somewhat of a fondness for strange architecture. His voice is a little less gruff on account of speaking to Juuzou, as Juuzou is the only one of his Exorcist sons who takes his role in the family even remotely seriously. The boy is rash and hot-headed and gets into his fair share of tumults, but... His heart's in the right place.

Now if only that could be said of Kinzou and Renzou as well. Sigh. ]

Some situation we have here. Come on, then. Let's do some rounds and see if we can't figure out what's going on.

Watch your back.

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-- Right, it looks almost exactly as I remember.

[ Now, where they were located in the academy? Anyone's guess! The building was grandiose and much similar to a labyrinth. Juuzou never did discover all the wings of the building before graduation from his studies. ]

Got it.

[ Juuzou took a glance over his shoulder before proceeding onward, after his his father. ]

Do you have any idea how we managed to get here?

[ He's still rather dumbfounded over how this managed to occur. ]

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Not a clue. Like I said, the last thing I recall is being in my garden. Uwabami'd just left after we'd played some shougi over tea. I don't even remember sensing anything. I just blinked and open my eyes here.

[ There's an irritated sigh, but Yaozou is mostly resigned at this point. ]

What about you? Any recollection of what last happened to you?