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.
[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]
[slowly, very slowly, he turns around to face the direction of that ringing sound. his gaze flickers across the area, searching, until it finally stops on the only person who is a) looking in his direction, and b) holding a phone]
[silence]
[and then he grins, addressing her through the phone even though he is staring straight at her]
Are you spying on me?
[okay, so she looks pretty harmless. PROBABLY NOT A SERIAL KILLER? he's probably okay. she definitely doesn't exude the I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU AND CUT OFF YOUR HANDS kind of aura, or anything]
[he's not even in uniform, he went back to the cafe and changed before being dragged out. A SHAME]
[there's a brief moment of hesitation-- they are strangers, after all, but she was surprisingly receptive to the way he attempted to deflect the awkwardness of mis-dialing someone. . . and also extremely willing to help him out-- before he eventually takes a step towards her. just a step. he isn't hanging up yet]
Next time, you might want to try putting your phone on silent.
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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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kind of busted? if he notices that her phone is ringing and that it stops as soon as he picks up.]
Hello...?
[she knows it's him, but still!]
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[slowly, very slowly, he turns around to face the direction of that ringing sound. his gaze flickers across the area, searching, until it finally stops on the only person who is a) looking in his direction, and b) holding a phone]
[silence]
[and then he grins, addressing her through the phone even though he is staring straight at her]
Are you spying on me?
[okay, so she looks pretty harmless. PROBABLY NOT A SERIAL KILLER? he's probably okay. she definitely doesn't exude the I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU AND CUT OFF YOUR HANDS kind of aura, or anything]
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We-well!
[look, she's a small teenage girl in a gekkoukan school uniform, she's not exactly looking like a threat.
she doesn't have her evoker out or her naginata on hand, so she doesn't exactly look like a threat here.]
I'm working on my super stealth techniques!
[she's not.]
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[there's a brief moment of hesitation-- they are strangers, after all, but she was surprisingly receptive to the way he attempted to deflect the awkwardness of mis-dialing someone. . . and also extremely willing to help him out-- before he eventually takes a step towards her. just a step. he isn't hanging up yet]
Next time, you might want to try putting your phone on silent.
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[slightly! flustered!]
I was going to pass through here anyway, it's on my way home.
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You hung up on me. . . what else was I supposed to do?
[he says with faux offense (he's not really offended)]
At least you didn't go out of your way to track me down.
[THAT'D BE WEIRD. like this whole thing isn't already weird]
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I think if you got in touch with your friend, probably just wait for him and forget about the mysterious girl behind the...
Vending machine.
[why are they still on the phone when they're like fifteen feet away from each other.]
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But if I did that, then I never would've gotten to thank the mysterious girl behind the vending machine for being so helpful.
[or, at least, willing to help]
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[she was willing to help, though.]
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Still. I appreciate it. Thanks.
[THERE, now his gratitude is official]
Speaking of, I got in contact with him. He'll probably be bursting out of the crowds aaaaany minute now.
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[good job, stranger!]
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