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.
[he can see a familiar head of blond weaving its way through the crowds now, and he knows he doesn't have much time life. so he makes his decision quickly, eyes practically sparkling with mischief. not that she can see the depths of that from fifteen feet away, but you know]
I think it might be more fun to keep you guessing.
[. . . weirdly enough, he kind of hopes she does. er, they both do. at some point]
Same to you, Vending Machine-san.
[Akira gives this mysterious girl one last wave, before he turns away and hangs up to greet his friend. because yep, that is Ryuji, closing in on him with one hand raised above his head as he yells very loud-- what the HELL, Akira?! Where'd you go!]
[once he's thoroughly distracted by ryuji, minako will start to head off herself, in part because it seems like she's messed around long enough to catch yukari getting off the monorail after archery club practice and! they can walk back to the dorms together!
perfect!
but while akira is on his journey back to tokyo, he'll get a text!]
It was nice kind-of meeting you, Akira-san. I'm Minako.
[he spends most of the train ride back to Shibuya listening to Ryuji talk about the subtle differences in flavor between Ogikubo and Hagakure ramen. he doesn't have too much to add to the conversation himself-- Ryuji's the expert, not him, and he's still educating himself on Tokyo's particularly unique flavors anyway-- but. it's a good conversation nonetheless]
[it isn't until they're almost to Shibuya that his phone buzzes in his pocket. he pulls it out while Ryuji's occupied with his own for a moment, and. sort of. blinks at the message flashed on the screen]
[. . . huh]
[naturally? he responds]
Nice to meet you too, Minako-san.
I think this totally counts as having my cover blown, though.
[oh, well. this is fine. she's pretty easily settled in the dorm's lounge for the time being, so there's no harm in sending some texts for a while before deciding on whether or not they'll be going into tartarus tonight.]
You can thank Ryuji-san for that. He really helped me out...
So thanks, Ryuji-san! [pass that along to ryooj, will ya.]
Ooooooh! (๑°o°๑) If you think that, you should try the coffee at Chagall! I don't think anything makes you more charming than that if you're in Iwatodai!
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[good job, stranger!]
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[he answers that easily, because why not!!]
Well, we might stop in Shibuya first. There's an arcade there we both really like.
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[iwatodai is big, but it's not. you know. the capital city.]
Good luck then, with your game, too. It sounds like a bunch of fun! [she just likes arcades too, it's fine.]
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One Tokyo boy, and that'd be Ryuji, not me. Technically.
[he says with a lilt of amusement, although he's gotta admit, it feels kind of nice to be referred to as such]
And thanks again. [he pauses, and hums thoughtfully] Does the mysterious vending machine girl have a name, perchance?
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I have a name if the mysterious, lost, not-Tokyo, not-Iwatodai boy with my number does.
[nailed it.]
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[hmmmmmmmmmmmm!!]
[he can see a familiar head of blond weaving its way through the crowds now, and he knows he doesn't have much time life. so he makes his decision quickly, eyes practically sparkling with mischief. not that she can see the depths of that from fifteen feet away, but you know]
I think it might be more fun to keep you guessing.
[~how mysterious~]
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what a weird kid, even if she is admittedly intrigued by him? huh.]
Now who sounds kind of like a spy?
[just saying.]
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[JUST SAYING!!]
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[and since ryuji seems to be closing the gap here—]
Catch you on the flip side, then, Spy kid-san!
[that's contradictory, minako.]
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Same to you, Vending Machine-san.
[Akira gives this mysterious girl one last wave, before he turns away and hangs up to greet his friend. because yep, that is Ryuji, closing in on him with one hand raised above his head as he yells very loud-- what the HELL, Akira?! Where'd you go!]
[. . .]
[well so much for being mysterious]
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perfect!
but while akira is on his journey back to tokyo, he'll get a text!]
It was nice kind-of meeting you, Akira-san. I'm Minako.
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[it isn't until they're almost to Shibuya that his phone buzzes in his pocket. he pulls it out while Ryuji's occupied with his own for a moment, and. sort of. blinks at the message flashed on the screen]
[. . . huh]
[naturally? he responds]
Nice to meet you too, Minako-san.
I think this totally counts as having my cover blown, though.
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You can thank Ryuji-san for that. He really helped me out...
So thanks, Ryuji-san! [pass that along to ryooj, will ya.]
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[I hope she realizes she's still going to forever be saved in his phone as Vending Machine-san, anyway]
I'll make sure to pass along the message. Is there anything else you want me to tell him?
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Mmmmmaybe! He should buy a leash so he doesn't lose you in the big city next time.
c:
[she has a sense of humor, at least.]
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Uuuuuh. Why is he the one with the leash?
Maybe it was me who lost him. Ever think about that?
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[savage.]
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You sure? I don't really know if I can live up to Buchiko's legendary cuteness.
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It's pretty hard to do, but you came close. You have that confused puppy look down.
From what I could tell, at least. Maybe you're a lot less cute about it close-up?
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Oh. Well, thank you. Coming close feels like a great achievement.
As judged by someone standing at least fifteen feet away from me.
[HA]
I think I'm more like a cat than a dog up close, though.
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[she is a good protag who social links hard!]
Cat-like, huh? I guess you might be, Akira-san. I'll have to see you up close to really say for sure, though.
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Is that your not-so-subtle way of telling me you plan on spying on me again?
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Only if you have plans to come back to Iwatodai. I don't think I can just up and leave to Tokyo right now, even if it sounds like fun!
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I was sort of thinking about visiting Hagakure again. Their tuna made me feel more charming.
[what]
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Ooooooh!
(๑°o°๑)
If you think that, you should try the coffee at Chagall! I don't think anything makes you more charming than that if you're in Iwatodai!
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