GENKI SILENT PROTAG. She'll probably strong-arm you into doing something ridiculous, and do so with the cutest smile on earth. She might also poke you with a naginata if you're a punk.
THE SASSY PROTAG. a phantom thief with a heart of gold. lives rebelliously and without regrets, though spends most of his time feigning a very unassuming persona. #nailedit
A true sunshine protagonist. Country bumpkin, slow on the uptake. Wants to be everyone's friend. Swordian Master of fire, incredibly hot-blooded. A GOOD BEAN. Please love him. He's my favorite and I am biased.
The original fabulous Tales science lady. Probably wants to dissect you pretty shamelessly. Loves and adores cute things. Inventor of the Swordians. Definitely the definition of Mad Scientist.
[she's definitely not ryuji. and really, minako wants to text this mysterious stranger back to let them know that he's not this ryuji person.
but you know, things happen.
like getting sidetracked by running into one of your social links on the way to port island station and just. forgetting to reply. whoops! it's fine, probably. totally gone and forgotten until she parts ways with her company and finds herself standing on the monorail platform, waiting for the next train back to iwatodai proper.
right.
that text!
so she pulls her phone out, and... it starts ringing.]
Whoa.
[that felt like, psychic or something, but whatever! it's cool! even though the number is unfamiliar, she doesn't hesitate to answer, because why would she?]
Hello?
[that cute, feminine voice is definitely not ryuji.]
[sTOP AKIRA'S BLOOD PRESSURE IS ALREADY RISING AND THIS IS LITERALLY THEIR FIRST MEETING]
[a short laugh, almost a huff, quickly follows]
Well, unless this mysterious stranger with squeakyvoiceitis happens to know her away around. . . [wait. where is he again? he looks up for a sign or something, prattling off the contents of the first one he sees] Iwatodai Station? Yeah, probably.
[hm. well, this is strange, but who is he to look a gift horse in the mouth!! especially since Ryuji has apparently ABANDONED HIM. he makes a mental note to give him shit about that later]
[. . . also he hopes this person isn't secretly a serial killer]
At the bottom of the escalator. There's a. . . [swiveling on his heel to look for landmarks] Manhole nearby with a bunch of barricades around it. Hard to miss.
Oh, so you're like, right outside the station. Are you trying to get somewhere in particular?
[she can't really do anything else, considering she's just getting on the monorail now, but she doesn't ... necessarily seem like she's planning to kill him.
or even see him?
but hey, if the mysterious stranger is still hanging around by the time she gets there, she can probably help him out, as long as he's not some kind of creeper.]
That sounds like a logical and reasonable solution. [har] I prefer jumping straight to the worst case scenario.
[HE SAYS THAT SO DRYLY, it's obvious he's not being serious]
[also! as advertised, there's some weirdo teen standing at the bottom of the escalator, phone to his ear, bag slung over his shoulder. it's a shame he's cat-less today, but Morgana tends to take walks when Confidants are happening]
Well, I guess I'll have to hang up, then! Good luck finding Ryuji-san!
[C L I C K!!!
except, no. they'll probably meet again, because the unfamiliar guy standing there with a phone to his ear and looking confused as hell is definitely him, which she's sure will be made more clear by his reaction to her hanging up.
she's a cunning lady, one who is... meandering to the vending machines and keeping an eye on him.
really, she plans on helping this poor nerd out. he seems like he's probably harmless, in any case.]
[. . . but nope, she's gone. as predicted, his reaction makes his identity pretty obvious, especially since he's pulling his phone away from his ear and giving it the stink eye. well, a stink eye that's mitigated with a slightly amused twitch of his mouth. jiiiiii. . .]
[he has a message from Ryuji waiting for him when she hangs up ("Dude, where ARE you?"), to which he swiftly replies ("I went home without you. Just kidding, I'm at the base of the escalator"). and this time, he makes extra sure it's actually the right number]
[and then he lifts his phone to his ear again, and from Minako's perspective, it probably looks like he's just trying to call his friend again]
gj akira
but you know, things happen.
like getting sidetracked by running into one of your social links on the way to port island station and just. forgetting to reply. whoops! it's fine, probably. totally gone and forgotten until she parts ways with her company and finds herself standing on the monorail platform, waiting for the next train back to iwatodai proper.
right.
that text!
so she pulls her phone out, and... it starts ringing.]
Whoa.
[that felt like, psychic or something, but whatever! it's cool! even though the number is unfamiliar, she doesn't hesitate to answer, because why would she?]
Hello?
[that cute, feminine voice is definitely not ryuji.]
he's got this, 1/2
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[when in doubt, play it cool]
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he's met his match.]
Oh, darn. You caught me so quickly!
[she's totally!! ryuji!!!] I must be getting a cold or something.
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[well]
[yes okay this is where this conversation is going]
I see. Squeakyvoiceitis, is it? I've read about it on the internet. Very tragic. It might be fatal.
[why]
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[...]
You know, before I die from it.
[nailed it.]
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Well, that's good. Maybe during the adventure of getting me un-lost I'll stumble across the mythical cure for your condition.
[. . .]
And I'll only sell it to you for the low sum of 1,000 yen.
[OPPORTUNIST]
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...Is that you, Tanaka-san? I don't remember giving you my number.
[ouch.]
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[and now the Tanaka's Shady Commodities song is stuck in his head]
I'm Tanaka-san about as much as you're Ryuji, I suspect.
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[she says it with a laugh; it's a silly misunderstanding that she doesn't seem to be fussed about.]
Though that really does sound like the kind of call I'd get from Tanaka-san.
[...] Either way, I think you dialed the wrong number, since there's never been a Ryuji-san at this number that I know of!
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[like. personally?? is this six degrees of separation from a home shopping network turned online shopping guru celebrity?]
[he'll get back to the wrong number thing in a second this is important]
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[she won't spill tanaka's secrets or anything, because she's not an awful person.]
He keeps trying to bribe me into being a model. Complete with back-handed compliments and everything. He's a sly one!
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I see. . .
[huh]
I feel like I mis-dialed a low key celebrity all of a sudden. Ah-- sorry about that, by the way. I'm not sure how it. . . happened.
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[just a high school student and soon-to-be noncanon jesus door.]
Wrong numbers happen sometime, but I guess you probably want to call your friend for real so you can un-lost from wherever you are, huh?
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[a short laugh, almost a huff, quickly follows]
Well, unless this mysterious stranger with squeakyvoiceitis happens to know her away around. . . [wait. where is he again? he looks up for a sign or something, prattling off the contents of the first one he sees] Iwatodai Station? Yeah, probably.
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You're in Iwatodai?
[what the hell are the chances of that?]
I think I might know a thing or two about how to get around that place. Where are you at the station?
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Ah. . . really?
[hm. well, this is strange, but who is he to look a gift horse in the mouth!! especially since Ryuji has apparently ABANDONED HIM. he makes a mental note to give him shit about that later]
[. . . also he hopes this person isn't secretly a serial killer]
At the bottom of the escalator. There's a. . . [swiveling on his heel to look for landmarks] Manhole nearby with a bunch of barricades around it. Hard to miss.
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[she can't really do anything else, considering she's just getting on the monorail now, but she doesn't ... necessarily seem like she's planning to kill him.
or even see him?
but hey, if the mysterious stranger is still hanging around by the time she gets there, she can probably help him out, as long as he's not some kind of creeper.]
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I was thinking about backtracking to Hagakure, since that's the last place I saw Ryuji.
[might as well use a name with her, instead of just "my friend"]
But it's-- [he should've paid attention to landmarks instead of just blindly following someone] -- somewhere.
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[she pauses, thoughtfully.]
Would it be safer to wait for Ryuji-san to find you so you don't get more lost in passing? Or... is he lost, too...
[since it doesn't seem like he's from around here at all.]
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Neither of us are exactly from around this part of the city, so it's. . . possible.
[god]
Maybe I should put up signs. Or practice my vending machine foraging techniques.
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[she's helping. she's also getting off the monorail and casually making her way to the escalator. time to try to spot this lost stranger from afar!]
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[HE SAYS THAT SO DRYLY, it's obvious he's not being serious]
[also! as advertised, there's some weirdo teen standing at the bottom of the escalator, phone to his ear, bag slung over his shoulder. it's a shame he's cat-less today, but Morgana tends to take walks when Confidants are happening]
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[C L I C K!!!
except, no. they'll probably meet again, because the unfamiliar guy standing there with a phone to his ear and looking confused as hell is definitely him, which she's sure will be made more clear by his reaction to her hanging up.
she's a cunning lady, one who is... meandering to the vending machines and keeping an eye on him.
really, she plans on helping this poor nerd out. he seems like he's probably harmless, in any case.]
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[HE WAS JOKING 8(]
[. . . but nope, she's gone. as predicted, his reaction makes his identity pretty obvious, especially since he's pulling his phone away from his ear and giving it the stink eye. well, a stink eye that's mitigated with a slightly amused twitch of his mouth. jiiiiii. . .]
[he has a message from Ryuji waiting for him when she hangs up ("Dude, where ARE you?"), to which he swiftly replies ("I went home without you. Just kidding, I'm at the base of the escalator"). and this time, he makes extra sure it's actually the right number]
[and then he lifts his phone to his ear again, and from Minako's perspective, it probably looks like he's just trying to call his friend again]
[but then her phone buzzes]
[hi :)]
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