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.
More circumstance than adventure, but, you know! That's life.
[she doesn't really hold bitterness or ill will, despite how many foster homes she's lived in and how not-great her childhood was. it's just motivated her to push down all of the terrible things in her life and try to live brightly and make good fortune where she can.
it's fine, she fine.]
I really like Iwatodai, though. There's a lot to like about it, so it's probably my favorite place out of everywhere I've lived!
[that. actually gives him pause, and the natural follow-up question is dangling on the tip of his tongue-- what circumstances? but this Confidant isn't high enough for him to feel comfortable pressing-- wait, was it even a Confidant? it wasn't like they made any deals or exchanges. it isn't like they share a mutual sense of aesthetics (other than a terrible sense of humor). they're just. . . hanging out. . . truthfully, for the very first time since their serendipitous meeting. eh. . .]
[. . . idly, he thinks he's been spending way too much time with Caroline and Justine and their obnoxious long-nosed master, to immediately think about the contractual nature of his relationships, instead of just. letting things be as they are]
[point being! she seems fine, and this really is only their first time hanging out, so. he won't cross any weird boundaries]
Hm-- [hums thoughtfully as the server finally returns with those orders of coffee and pastries!! Akira draws his cup close, idly tracing the edges with one finger] So if I asked you to tell me your favorite thing about Iwatodai, could you narrow it down?
[it's not a confidant or a social link, but minako definitely feels the potential for a social link to bloom. either way... definitely not soon enough to go talking about her circumstances so freely.
it's not really a secret by any measure, but it's a heavy enough topic that she wouldn't want to spring it on him. she doesn't want to run the risk of earning pity, either. she doesn't need that—even if minako doesn't really take akira for the sort to pity people... but hey. they don't have a bond yet, so she can't really be sure.
which is fine, she'll just work with the direction of the conversation. but... not before her eyes light up excitedly at the pastries (she knows what they all taste like, she works there) amd popping a cream puff into her mouth. yum!!]
That's pretty easy! [honestly, minako doesn't even have to think about it.] It's the people. Nobody is perfect, and not everyone is a good person, but... there are a lot of really kind people here. I've gotten to meet so many of them, and... it makes it really welcoming here!
Cafe Leblanc, in Yongen. [he leans back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink. it's smooth, slightly bitter but hearty with flavor nonetheless. he can practically hear those charm notes chiming above his head] Swing by there sometime, and you'll see what I mean.
[and then he lapses into silence again, because her answer was so sincere he sort of wants to give one of his own?? but he can't steal her response, that's copyrighted?? also he's already slightly impressed with her pastry inhaling abilities]
[. . . his eventual answer is dry]
The subway system. If you aren't getting lost there at least three times a week, you're doing it wrong. [a beat] Just kidding; I just didn't want to sound like I was copying you.
[though honestly, she doesn't really even know where yongen is. she's not terribly familiar with tokyo aside from the big, well-known parts of the city.
it's fine. in any case?]
Trying to avoid your fate as a stalker and a copycat, is that it? [she's teasing.] I don't think I mind that one though, if your answer is sincere.
[if she were not STUCK IN 2009 she could totally use her phone's GPS]
[. . . also, he snorts into his coffee, very nearly spilling it. SMOOTH, KURUSU]
Didn't we already establish that I'm actually some kind of spy? [yes, that. that helps. WAVES A HAND. and as he puts his coffee back down, the humor fades] But-- yeah. It is.
[probably more than she could understand, at this point in time. more than he's willing to say!!]
Most people in Tokyo are as-- jerks. [he was totally about to say "assholes" there, but he's censoring himself because HE BARELY KNOWS HER. . .] But once you find the few that aren't, it gets easier.
Is that some kind of new slang for "asshole" that nobody told me about?
[okay, so it's not... usually in her vernacular. but she's got crude enough friends like shinji and junpei that keep it familiar to her ears. she's not bothered by it, and she doesn't seem to have a problem saying it, either.
...she'll get back to the topic at hand in a second here.]
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I like to keep myself unpredictable, that's all.
[he kids. and then, more seriously]
There wasn't much to do back in my hometown but fish, or go skateboarding, or hang out at the local arcade. I guess that's why I kind of picked it up.
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[she's intrigued, tell her more! after she orders them some coffee.
and pastries.
did you really thing she wasn't going to order something to eat, too? she's got a black hole for a stomach.]
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[hey look, pastries go well with coffee, he approves!! even though he's only getting himself a drink. black, just like Sojiro taught him]
What about you? Are you from Iwatodai?
[he isn't about to assume, considering his own background]
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[minako just can't resist. she'd eat curry with her coffee if it were an option, but it's not that sort of cafe. so.
pastries!!]
I only moved here near the beginning of the school year. I've moved around a lot, so I can't really say I'm from here, either!
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That sounds adventurous.
[IF ONLY HE KNEW]
How's Iwatodai compare to the other places you've lived?
[although judging by her enthusiasm, he'd venture a guess that she likes it here]
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[she doesn't really hold bitterness or ill will, despite how many foster homes she's lived in and how not-great her childhood was. it's just motivated her to push down all of the terrible things in her life and try to live brightly and make good fortune where she can.
it's fine, she fine.]
I really like Iwatodai, though. There's a lot to like about it, so it's probably my favorite place out of everywhere I've lived!
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[. . . idly, he thinks he's been spending way too much time with Caroline and Justine and their obnoxious long-nosed master, to immediately think about the contractual nature of his relationships, instead of just. letting things be as they are]
[point being! she seems fine, and this really is only their first time hanging out, so. he won't cross any weird boundaries]
Hm-- [hums thoughtfully as the server finally returns with those orders of coffee and pastries!! Akira draws his cup close, idly tracing the edges with one finger] So if I asked you to tell me your favorite thing about Iwatodai, could you narrow it down?
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it's not really a secret by any measure, but it's a heavy enough topic that she wouldn't want to spring it on him. she doesn't want to run the risk of earning pity, either. she doesn't need that—even if minako doesn't really take akira for the sort to pity people... but hey. they don't have a bond yet, so she can't really be sure.
which is fine, she'll just work with the direction of the conversation. but... not before her eyes light up excitedly at the pastries (she knows what they all taste like, she works there) amd popping a cream puff into her mouth. yum!!]
That's pretty easy! [honestly, minako doesn't even have to think about it.] It's the people. Nobody is perfect, and not everyone is a good person, but... there are a lot of really kind people here. I've gotten to meet so many of them, and... it makes it really welcoming here!
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Ah. I like that answer.
[not dissimilar to how he feels about Tokyo, honestly. and as he responds, he pulls his warm cup up to his mouth, takes a sip, and--]
[. . .]
[oh. this is really good. she wasn't lying!! months of Leblanc coffee may have him slightly preferring Sojiro's house blend, but that's just bias]
-- four point five out of five stars, by they way.
[someone disqualify the biased judge]
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[she'll have to go to leblanc sometime, honestly. once she knows about it. that said—]
Anyway, we have to keep this fair! So you should tell me your favorite thing about Tokyo, since it sounds like we're in similar boats here.
[as she shoves another pastry in her mouth, it's fine.]
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Cafe Leblanc, in Yongen. [he leans back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink. it's smooth, slightly bitter but hearty with flavor nonetheless. he can practically hear those charm notes chiming above his head] Swing by there sometime, and you'll see what I mean.
[and then he lapses into silence again, because her answer was so sincere he sort of wants to give one of his own?? but he can't steal her response, that's copyrighted?? also he's already slightly impressed with her pastry inhaling abilities]
[. . . his eventual answer is dry]
The subway system. If you aren't getting lost there at least three times a week, you're doing it wrong. [a beat] Just kidding; I just didn't want to sound like I was copying you.
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[though honestly, she doesn't really even know where yongen is. she's not terribly familiar with tokyo aside from the big, well-known parts of the city.
it's fine. in any case?]
Trying to avoid your fate as a stalker and a copycat, is that it? [she's teasing.] I don't think I mind that one though, if your answer is sincere.
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[. . . also, he snorts into his coffee, very nearly spilling it. SMOOTH, KURUSU]
Didn't we already establish that I'm actually some kind of spy? [yes, that. that helps. WAVES A HAND. and as he puts his coffee back down, the humor fades] But-- yeah. It is.
[probably more than she could understand, at this point in time. more than he's willing to say!!]
Most people in Tokyo are as-- jerks. [he was totally about to say "assholes" there, but he's censoring himself because HE BARELY KNOWS HER. . .] But once you find the few that aren't, it gets easier.
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Assjerks?
[why is she like this.]
Is that some kind of new slang for "asshole" that nobody told me about?
[okay, so it's not... usually in her vernacular. but she's got crude enough friends like shinji and junpei that keep it familiar to her ears. she's not bothered by it, and she doesn't seem to have a problem saying it, either.
...she'll get back to the topic at hand in a second here.]
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Yup. It's official Tokyo boy slang and everything. You haven't heard of it yet because you haven't read the manual.
[what manual. . .]
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[nailed it.]
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[his mouth twitches, but he's trying so hard to keep a straight face]
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Maybe I'll just disguise myself really well and see if I can snag one for myself, then.
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What would you disguise yourself as?
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[duh? pay attention, kurusu!]
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If you ever need pointers to perfect your cunning disguise, you have my number.
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[it's fine.]
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[wags his fingers at her]
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[and yet she seems thrilled? it's fine.]
Now I'll definitely get all of those insider secrets!
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[SHE DOES NOT NEED IT]
[he does not know this]
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