（*・∧・*）yato!! are you okay? did you make up with Ryoji? I hope that I didn't make you get too mad at him. should I have called off the date?
[this is the shit that she'd do for you, yato
can you believe this his happening because I still can't]
[this is the shit that she'd do for you, yato
can you believe this his happening because I still can't]
[ In all honesty Yato forgot that he was mad at Ryoji over Anya because he was so proud he was able to sucker Ryoji into buying even more flowers... whoops...
Should he persuade Anya that she can still call it off with Ryoji? If it were all up to Yato, he'd handcuff Ryoji to a restroom stall handbar for all of Founder's Day. The dankest restroom stall in all of Recollé. But Anya did seem to be looking forward to it...
God, she called it a date. It makes Yato's blood boil!! ]
Hey, Anya! (/^▽^) Don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong!
If you want to hang out with Ryoji, then have a good time. ❤
Just be careful and don't do anything that makes you uncomfortable!
[ And if Yato catches Ryoji trying to talk up any other girls, Yato will simply castrate him. Oh, yes. He'll be watching... ]
Should he persuade Anya that she can still call it off with Ryoji? If it were all up to Yato, he'd handcuff Ryoji to a restroom stall handbar for all of Founder's Day. The dankest restroom stall in all of Recollé. But Anya did seem to be looking forward to it...
God, she called it a date. It makes Yato's blood boil!! ]
Hey, Anya! (/^▽^) Don't worry, you didn't do anything wrong!
If you want to hang out with Ryoji, then have a good time. ❤
Just be careful and don't do anything that makes you uncomfortable!
[ And if Yato catches Ryoji trying to talk up any other girls, Yato will simply castrate him. Oh, yes. He'll be watching... ]
[It's February 14th! Early enough before the blind dates have started, Anya was busy. Yato was a little bit more difficult and she finds herself sending him a text.]
even if you don't need to shower today, please stop by my house! ヾ(･ω･｀★)ゞ there is something waiting for you on the counter. I hope you like it
[As promised, if Yato stops by Anya's house, there's a gift waiting for him in a house that smells like delicious baked goods. He'll find a little pouch filled with heart-shaped macarons, about 6 or 7. There's a neat little card written in Anya's neat and short hand-writing:]
Happy Valentine's Day!
Please know that I adore you too.
- Anya ♡
[The macarons have their own little messages instead of the classic Sweetheart Conversations, customized based on whoever Anya's giving them to. This batch reads:]
GOOD LUCK
WEALTH
GUARDIAN
ANGEL
[And since it's Yato and since Anya loves him, there's another note on the counter:]
Mama and I left extras by the oven. Take as many as you need if you're still hungry. There's sandwiches in the fridge too.
[Yato's their favorite charity case apparently.]
even if you don't need to shower today, please stop by my house! ヾ(･ω･｀★)ゞ there is something waiting for you on the counter. I hope you like it
[As promised, if Yato stops by Anya's house, there's a gift waiting for him in a house that smells like delicious baked goods. He'll find a little pouch filled with heart-shaped macarons, about 6 or 7. There's a neat little card written in Anya's neat and short hand-writing:]
Happy Valentine's Day!
Please know that I adore you too.
- Anya ♡
[The macarons have their own little messages instead of the classic Sweetheart Conversations, customized based on whoever Anya's giving them to. This batch reads:]
GOOD LUCK
WEALTH
GUARDIAN
ANGEL
[And since it's Yato and since Anya loves him, there's another note on the counter:]
Mama and I left extras by the oven. Take as many as you need if you're still hungry. There's sandwiches in the fridge too.
[Yato's their favorite charity case apparently.]
[ Anya's house is always warm and comfortable. It feels more like a home than his home ever did; it's quiet now, but it isn't lifeless.
The permeating smell gives Yato a good idea of what's in store when he steps into the kitchen. The notes, the pouch. Of course Anya would do something nice for Valentine's Day -- it's just like her. Yato sits at the counter and reads both notes. Then he opens the pouch and looks over each macaron slowly. He takes one out, notes the difficult shape and imperfect edges, and in this big house occupied by photos and memories and love and him, he silently begins to weep.
Before long, he furtively wipes his face and takes up the pouch and Valentine's letter. The second note, he quickly turns over and writes his own simple message: Thank you! Happy Valentine's!!♥ He leaves a little white box next to it that contains four handmade truffles, flavored with rose water. And lastly he stuffs a sandwich into his mouth, as always, before beating a hasty retreat.
If Anya turns his message over, she might notice what he failed to in his haste: a few splotches, the ink bleeding over her otherwise perfect handwriting. ]
The permeating smell gives Yato a good idea of what's in store when he steps into the kitchen. The notes, the pouch. Of course Anya would do something nice for Valentine's Day -- it's just like her. Yato sits at the counter and reads both notes. Then he opens the pouch and looks over each macaron slowly. He takes one out, notes the difficult shape and imperfect edges, and in this big house occupied by photos and memories and love and him, he silently begins to weep.
Before long, he furtively wipes his face and takes up the pouch and Valentine's letter. The second note, he quickly turns over and writes his own simple message: Thank you! Happy Valentine's!!♥ He leaves a little white box next to it that contains four handmade truffles, flavored with rose water. And lastly he stuffs a sandwich into his mouth, as always, before beating a hasty retreat.
If Anya turns his message over, she might notice what he failed to in his haste: a few splotches, the ink bleeding over her otherwise perfect handwriting. ]
[Valentines day is here! Since Yato didn't have a home that Mikoto knew about, he opted to send him a text message instead:]
hey idiot
come by the shop when you get a moment
[Should Yato stop by the shop, he'll find this bouquet of flowers made personally for him, along with a box of heart shaped pizza that was just for Yato. Besides the gifts, there's a handwritten note inside a envelope that had his name written on the front of it.]
Happy Valentines day!
Even though you irritate me and piss me off, I hope you have a good day.
PS: If you ever need a place to stay or crash for the night, let me know. My address number is birch hills apt # xxxxx
- Mikoto Mikoshiba
hey idiot
come by the shop when you get a moment
[Should Yato stop by the shop, he'll find this bouquet of flowers made personally for him, along with a box of heart shaped pizza that was just for Yato. Besides the gifts, there's a handwritten note inside a envelope that had his name written on the front of it.]
Happy Valentines day!
Even though you irritate me and piss me off, I hope you have a good day.
PS: If you ever need a place to stay or crash for the night, let me know. My address number is birch hills apt # xxxxx
- Mikoto Mikoshiba
[ When he gets the text, Yato thinks that Mikoto might have a job for him. The demand for flower deliveries must be at a peak on Valentine's, after all.
When he sees the note, flowers, and pizza, Yato is just. ??? These are for him ??? What the fuck is he going to do with these flowers. Strap them to his bike? And this pizza. Why is it a heart. Is Mikoto trying to tell him something. This is all just a little gay?
He glances around, half expecting Mikoto to be watching from a corner with a blushing virgin stare. Seeing no one, Yato opens the envelope and reads the note... ]
When he sees the note, flowers, and pizza, Yato is just. ??? These are for him ??? What the fuck is he going to do with these flowers. Strap them to his bike? And this pizza. Why is it a heart. Is Mikoto trying to tell him something. This is all just a little gay?
He glances around, half expecting Mikoto to be watching from a corner with a blushing virgin stare. Seeing no one, Yato opens the envelope and reads the note... ]
[hi yato
anya sometimes gets stuck looking for support - or answers. especially when she's having weird dreams about backstage situations and nerves of excitement before being in front of a stage and all these things and it leaves her more than a little bit confused
yato seems to always have an answer for everything so]
I need an honest answer
I'm a little bit concerned?
and a little bit scared
but do you think I could be a performer?
like singing or dancing or anything like that
or does it seem silly?
anya sometimes gets stuck looking for support - or answers. especially when she's having weird dreams about backstage situations and nerves of excitement before being in front of a stage and all these things and it leaves her more than a little bit confused
yato seems to always have an answer for everything so]
I need an honest answer
I'm a little bit concerned?
and a little bit scared
but do you think I could be a performer?
like singing or dancing or anything like that
or does it seem silly?
[ The normally unflappable Anya, scared? Yato is a bit alarmed now himself. Even if it's over something like... performing? That strange vivid daydream from weeks ago flashes back to the forefront of his memory, somehow still going strong. The despair of being rejected by the crowd, the depression of realizing it wouldn't work out...
But no one could possibly reject Anya. ]
It isn't silly! I know you would do well at anything you set your sights on. I promise. (´▽`)
I know I'd want to be at the front row of every Anya performance!
What brought this on?
But no one could possibly reject Anya. ]
It isn't silly! I know you would do well at anything you set your sights on. I promise. (´▽`)
I know I'd want to be at the front row of every Anya performance!
What brought this on?
[AH, another long day at work, making drinks for fussy customers... Kashuu, despite his tendency to take more breaks than he should, is actually a decently hard worker - which means he's decently tuckered out by the end of a long shift. He's a people person, so his energy is hardly burned through on things like the Barista Smiles™ or idle conversations about how some rando's day went, but he still thoroughly enjoys just sinking into their tiny couch when it's all over anyway.
That's exactly what he plans on doing today when he tromps his way in through the front door, pausing just long enough to take his shoes off and leave them in a heap absentmindedly. After a reflexively mumbled "I'm hooome", he just shouts:]
Yasuuu, what're we having for dinner? I think I'm dying for real this time.
[Ah, the comfortable life of rooming with someone you've known for 10000 years...
Too bad someone let a stray in today?!]
That's exactly what he plans on doing today when he tromps his way in through the front door, pausing just long enough to take his shoes off and leave them in a heap absentmindedly. After a reflexively mumbled "I'm hooome", he just shouts:]
Yasuuu, what're we having for dinner? I think I'm dying for real this time.
[Ah, the comfortable life of rooming with someone you've known for 10000 years...
Too bad someone let a stray in today?!]
[ Sadly for Kashuu, the aproned waifu that rises from behind the kitchen counter is not Yamato, but... (record scratch) that sweaty old guy from Zumba class. ]
He cooks dinner for you too? Tch...
[ He's judging Kashuu in his own living space... He raises two kitchen knives and hones them against each other with a flashy series of swipes, their pure metallic shing penetrating the small apartment space. ]
For the record, I'm making chicken cacciatore with rice. I might even share some with you.
He cooks dinner for you too? Tch...
[ He's judging Kashuu in his own living space... He raises two kitchen knives and hones them against each other with a flashy series of swipes, their pure metallic shing penetrating the small apartment space. ]
For the record, I'm making chicken cacciatore with rice. I might even share some with you.
[ waltzes into yato's inbox because he knows no fear... also because ryoji has a job for him ]
Delivery King Yaboku!
i have a gift i want delivered as a surprise to somebody, but i don't know her address. is this something you could find out and complete the delivery? of course i'll compensate for the time and effort involved
Delivery King Yaboku!
i have a gift i want delivered as a surprise to somebody, but i don't know her address. is this something you could find out and complete the delivery? of course i'll compensate for the time and effort involved
[ god
dammit
Yato really doesn't want to do anything for this punk who puts the no in Casanova... But a job is a job, and it might give him more insight into Ryoji's INSIDIOUS MIND. ]
Of course I can do it. Who are we talking about?
[ If it's who he thinks it is, he'll stab something. If it's not who he thinks it is, he'll also stab something. ]
dammit
Yato really doesn't want to do anything for this punk who puts the no in Casanova... But a job is a job, and it might give him more insight into Ryoji's INSIDIOUS MIND. ]
Of course I can do it. Who are we talking about?
[ If it's who he thinks it is, he'll stab something. If it's not who he thinks it is, he'll also stab something. ]
( Strange. Haven't people been talking about getting these? You'll find a delivery from Retrospec at your home, or at some place you often frequent. Thank you, says Retrospec. For all you do.
Inside the box there is a single feline plushie. Tied around its neck is a bit of ribbon with a note: ♥ From Yuri's Angels. There is nothing else. The box from Retrospec, the plush kitty, and that note.
Congratulations. You are the lucky mistaken recipient of a Yuri's Angel Cat Plush. What a wonderful day this must be!!! )
Inside the box there is a single feline plushie. Tied around its neck is a bit of ribbon with a note: ♥ From Yuri's Angels. There is nothing else. The box from Retrospec, the plush kitty, and that note.
Congratulations. You are the lucky mistaken recipient of a Yuri's Angel Cat Plush. What a wonderful day this must be!!! )
[ Yato's already received one package like this from Retrospec, so it doesn't come as a complete surprise. The note does give him pause, though. He knows Yuri is Anya's dancer friend who works at the skating rink. Does Yuri have a posse of girls who organize gifts for people?? Through Retrospec, even?? Why would Yuri even give Yato anything??
It's a cute cat, though. Looking at it makes Yato hungry... He wipes a bit of drool from his mouth before tucking the plush under his arm. He'd be happy to keep this cute, hunger-inducing cat if he had somewhere to put it, but. His secret knothole in the park only has room for one stuffed friend, and it belongs firmly to his childhood pal, Rocky the rock cavy.
So!! Time to find out what the hell this is all about. He shows up at Yuri's front door and knocks. How does he know where Yuri lives? Sometimes it's best not to ask questions. ]
It's a cute cat, though. Looking at it makes Yato hungry... He wipes a bit of drool from his mouth before tucking the plush under his arm. He'd be happy to keep this cute, hunger-inducing cat if he had somewhere to put it, but. His secret knothole in the park only has room for one stuffed friend, and it belongs firmly to his childhood pal, Rocky the rock cavy.
So!! Time to find out what the hell this is all about. He shows up at Yuri's front door and knocks. How does he know where Yuri lives? Sometimes it's best not to ask questions. ]
[it's a new phone
but thankfully retrospec solves the issue of "who dis" because her name is attached]
i need to ask you something
it's about your...
what happened at the park
it isn't going to be an interrogation i promise
i just want to ask one question
but you're free to say no if it's too weird
but thankfully retrospec solves the issue of "who dis" because her name is attached]
i need to ask you something
it's about your...
what happened at the park
it isn't going to be an interrogation i promise
i just want to ask one question
but you're free to say no if it's too weird
[It's kinda hard to track down someone like Yato. She doesn't know whatever bench he sleeps on and she doesn't know where he works...but she manages it somehow. Even if she just has to leave it with Anya and let her take care of it.
Either way, it's a little gift wrapped box, on top of which is a small note. The handwriting is kind of immaculate.]
Yato,
Back home, girls usually give something to guys on valentine's, then they get something in return the following month on the 14th, white day.
I know that's not how things work here, but I decided to do it that way anyway.
I hope you like it. It's perfect for a stray like you.
- Aki.
[It turns out she wasn't just insulting him by calling him that though, because inside of the box is this. The (stray) cats are all white fondant, so they can be eaten, while the cake itself is just sponge with jam and vanilla fondant in the center, along with the layer on top.]
Either way, it's a little gift wrapped box, on top of which is a small note. The handwriting is kind of immaculate.]
Yato,
Back home, girls usually give something to guys on valentine's, then they get something in return the following month on the 14th, white day.
I know that's not how things work here, but I decided to do it that way anyway.
I hope you like it. It's perfect for a stray like you.
- Aki.
[It turns out she wasn't just insulting him by calling him that though, because inside of the box is this. The (stray) cats are all white fondant, so they can be eaten, while the cake itself is just sponge with jam and vanilla fondant in the center, along with the layer on top.]
[ FUCK
YES
He's getting something for Aki EVERY VALENTINE'S from now on!! He eats the cake in one go, but not before taking a selfie with it and making it his wallpaper. He'll send the picture to Aki too, just in case she wants to make it her wallpaper too
because for some reason he genuinely believes she might want to do that
And the next time he sees her, he will thank her very loudly and very enthusiastically!! Thanks Aki!!!! ]
YES
He's getting something for Aki EVERY VALENTINE'S from now on!! He eats the cake in one go, but not before taking a selfie with it and making it his wallpaper. He'll send the picture to Aki too, just in case she wants to make it her wallpaper too
because for some reason he genuinely believes she might want to do that
And the next time he sees her, he will thank her very loudly and very enthusiastically!! Thanks Aki!!!! ]
[Left on the counter in Yamato and Kashuu's apartment for the next time he stops by and does his Yato thing... It's clearly addressed to him - a stylish black box that looks like it's straight out of a clothing store with a folded note on top. The note itself says: Here's what I came up with. If you don't like it, it's a problem with your eyes, not my work.
AND INSIDE THE PACKAGE he will find:
- One elegant pair of black trousers with a high waist cut and another attached note saying he needs to get the cuffs hemmed if they don't fit well enough. He was basically eyeballing things here, okay, so he can't make anything too extravagant...
- A fashionably baggy black and grey cutsew shirt that's basically this but with longer sleeves. Welcome to the club.
- Several different cloth accessories like a plaid infinity scarf, one with buttons, and even a square of fabric (sans the over-the-top fancy lace-like designs) that doubles as a shawl or big scarf.
Yato just asked for an accessory but look?? Kashuu does not do things half-assedly. It's all or nothing.]
AND INSIDE THE PACKAGE he will find:
- One elegant pair of black trousers with a high waist cut and another attached note saying he needs to get the cuffs hemmed if they don't fit well enough. He was basically eyeballing things here, okay, so he can't make anything too extravagant...
- A fashionably baggy black and grey cutsew shirt that's basically this but with longer sleeves. Welcome to the club.
- Several different cloth accessories like a plaid infinity scarf, one with buttons, and even a square of fabric (sans the over-the-top fancy lace-like designs) that doubles as a shawl or big scarf.
Yato just asked for an accessory but look?? Kashuu does not do things half-assedly. It's all or nothing.]
[ ok well first of all he doesn't have anywhere to put this stuff so most of it's going straight into Yamato's closet after Yato's tried it on...
It's all very nice, though; everything fits pretty well and looks trendy. Almost too trendy... These aren't the kinds of clothes that do well on people who regularly lay around in public spaces. So he'll save them for special social outtings, except for the plaid scarf! The scarf looks nice and sturdy, and doesn't look too bad with his tracksuit. So Yato keeps it on.
He'll leave a simple note of his own: Thanks, Kashuu! With a cutesy little drawing of Yato posing in his jersey and scarf, and Kashuu in an exaggerated baggy workout sweater that covers him completely except for the top of his head and his shoes. ]
It's all very nice, though; everything fits pretty well and looks trendy. Almost too trendy... These aren't the kinds of clothes that do well on people who regularly lay around in public spaces. So he'll save them for special social outtings, except for the plaid scarf! The scarf looks nice and sturdy, and doesn't look too bad with his tracksuit. So Yato keeps it on.
He'll leave a simple note of his own: Thanks, Kashuu! With a cutesy little drawing of Yato posing in his jersey and scarf, and Kashuu in an exaggerated baggy workout sweater that covers him completely except for the top of his head and his shoes. ]
hey, yato
question for you
have you been remembering weird shit too?
it was mostly just the gravity thing happening for me but since then it's been getting weirder, I want to know if it's just me noticing an uptick in it
question for you
have you been remembering weird shit too?
it was mostly just the gravity thing happening for me but since then it's been getting weirder, I want to know if it's just me noticing an uptick in it
[ A text from the boss. Work info?! ... Nah, just some weird memory bullshit. ]
Oh yeah, sure.
At first I saw a couple things about stage performing, but then I saw a ghost girl and some demon animals killing me or something.
There was even a flying fish!! Σ(･口･)
What weird stuff are you seeing? ( ु•⌄•)
Oh yeah, sure.
At first I saw a couple things about stage performing, but then I saw a ghost girl and some demon animals killing me or something.
There was even a flying fish!! Σ(･口･)
What weird stuff are you seeing? ( ु•⌄•)
action! whenever yato crawls through their window again
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2017-04-02 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Welcome back to your home away from home, Yato. When he next stumbles in, there's another present waiting for him...!
Just kidding.
But there is something new - a katana sitting at the breakfast table, like that's totally normal. The deep red sheath looks well taken care of, albeit somewhat old, as if it belongs in a museum rather than chilling out with a bowl of bananas in a cramped little apartment. If he should decide to pull the blade from the sheath itself, he'll find that it's definitely live steel, too... And really sharp live steel at that?? Like "could 100% kill a man" sharp.
No one seems to be around... Clearly no one will say anything if Yato just happens to slice and dice a few things before Yamato or Kashuu return.]
Just kidding.
But there is something new - a katana sitting at the breakfast table, like that's totally normal. The deep red sheath looks well taken care of, albeit somewhat old, as if it belongs in a museum rather than chilling out with a bowl of bananas in a cramped little apartment. If he should decide to pull the blade from the sheath itself, he'll find that it's definitely live steel, too... And really sharp live steel at that?? Like "could 100% kill a man" sharp.
No one seems to be around... Clearly no one will say anything if Yato just happens to slice and dice a few things before Yamato or Kashuu return.]
[ Somehow... SOMEHOW this isn't the first dated old sword he's seen. It sticks out like a pointy sore thumb on the breakfast table, and Yato is immediately drawn to it. Like Nobu's sword, it's loved and worn... and like with Nobu's sword, Yato wonders if it's missing from some museum and the cops are tracing their way to this apartment right now.
Even so, he reaches for the sword with bare hands and thumbs it free from its sheath. The blade's edge catches his skin when he touches it, dispelling the possibility that it could just be a display sword. It's dangerous, but Yato has never been one to shy away from risk; he pulls the blade free slowly, captivated by the shine of the simple, beautiful steel.
He should put it back, but. What's a moment or two? He might never get the opporunity to hold a real sword again. He centers himself in the clearest part of the apartment and tries out a few stances from kendo. Seigan no kamae to te ura gasumi... In no kamae... Jodan no kamae...
The sword is heavier than what he's used to, unsurprisingly, but it's a good, sturdy weight. Makes him wanna swing it at something... He takes a banana and stands it up on a table, in a cheap cup. He aims carefully, tongue sticking out in concentration. Time for banana golf with a fancy sword driver--
The sword slices through the banana easily, but Yato's imperfect technique sends banana and cup tumbling across the table. Neat. Neat?? What else can he cut... Hopefully Kashuu and Yamato like fruit salad, because there's a bunch more sliced fruit coming their way... ]
Even so, he reaches for the sword with bare hands and thumbs it free from its sheath. The blade's edge catches his skin when he touches it, dispelling the possibility that it could just be a display sword. It's dangerous, but Yato has never been one to shy away from risk; he pulls the blade free slowly, captivated by the shine of the simple, beautiful steel.
He should put it back, but. What's a moment or two? He might never get the opporunity to hold a real sword again. He centers himself in the clearest part of the apartment and tries out a few stances from kendo. Seigan no kamae to te ura gasumi... In no kamae... Jodan no kamae...
The sword is heavier than what he's used to, unsurprisingly, but it's a good, sturdy weight. Makes him wanna swing it at something... He takes a banana and stands it up on a table, in a cheap cup. He aims carefully, tongue sticking out in concentration. Time for banana golf with a fancy sword driver--
The sword slices through the banana easily, but Yato's imperfect technique sends banana and cup tumbling across the table. Neat. Neat?? What else can he cut... Hopefully Kashuu and Yamato like fruit salad, because there's a bunch more sliced fruit coming their way... ]
yato i have a question
do you know the word
producer ?
i think i might need one ?
do you know the word
producer ?
i think i might need one ?
[ Oh! Look at Anya being so proactive... ]
Yes yes! Every serious talent has a producer.
Lots of hard work goes on behind the scenes! But if the talent had to worry about all the boring details themselves, they'd never have the time to actually work on what they do best.
It's up to the producer to let the talent shine as brightly as possible. (´▽`)
Once you get one, you'll really be on the road to success! (/^▽^)/
Yes yes! Every serious talent has a producer.
Lots of hard work goes on behind the scenes! But if the talent had to worry about all the boring details themselves, they'd never have the time to actually work on what they do best.
It's up to the producer to let the talent shine as brightly as possible. (´▽`)
Once you get one, you'll really be on the road to success! (/^▽^)/
how ro i get offr a ttee wjen i cant see how rwr ot is
hey, yato
you wanna come over here when you've got a minute
this showed up in the mail
[there's a photo attached, of a bigass knife sitting on his counter.]
you wanna come over here when you've got a minute
this showed up in the mail
[there's a photo attached, of a bigass knife sitting on his counter.]
[Anya doesn't visited Enchanted Blossoms everyday - but she does go fairly regularly. Maybe last time she didn't see Mikoto, only having gone in to see Dave, but it would appear that today she wasn't so... lucky?
When she steps out of the shop, a small little bouquet nestled in the crook of her arm, she pauses as if in a daze. Then she's pulling out her phone and texting furiously-]
yato
help
mikoto does not remember
what do i do
[her shoulders hunch and she finds herself scanning the streets. she can't always expect yato to be there when she calls but she still tries]
Yato...? Mm, please...?
When she steps out of the shop, a small little bouquet nestled in the crook of her arm, she pauses as if in a daze. Then she's pulling out her phone and texting furiously-]
yato
help
mikoto does not remember
what do i do
[her shoulders hunch and she finds herself scanning the streets. she can't always expect yato to be there when she calls but she still tries]
Yato...? Mm, please...?
[ If she listens closely, Anya may hear the tiny sparkly sound of a notif on the wind... which is definitely a specialized notif Yato designated to Anya on his phone...
Followed by Yato popping out from behind a planter nearby with his open phone in hand. Look he just wanted to know if Anya was going to buy flowers and for whom and also why. But since she's asking for him by name, he is duty-bound to answer! ]
What's up, Anya? What doesn't he remember?
Followed by Yato popping out from behind a planter nearby with his open phone in hand. Look he just wanted to know if Anya was going to buy flowers and for whom and also why. But since she's asking for him by name, he is duty-bound to answer! ]
What's up, Anya? What doesn't he remember?
[ Luckily, nobody was seriously injured and/or killed during the shrinking fiasco, and since then, things have been back to normal at the Inkwell, which Chiyuki is incredibly thankful for. She is concerned that it's only a matter of time before something else weird happens to mess up her daily life, but she tries to put the thought out of her mind. Right now, she has to work. She'll have plenty of time to fill up with dread for the future when she's trying to sleep tonight. ]
Afternoon, Yato.
[ as she enters the front door, she spots him and offers him her usual wave and greeting. She doesn't think there's anything unusual about that... ]
Afternoon, Yato.
[ as she enters the front door, she spots him and offers him her usual wave and greeting. She doesn't think there's anything unusual about that... ]
[ Yato glances up from where he's sweeping the floor, lost in thought. The emotional quandaries of being kind-of invisible and impossible to remember that have been gnawing at him over the past day or two are now giving way to practical work quandaries. Like if people find him unmemorable as a bartender, will they tip him less...????
When Chiyuki walks in and greets him like usual, he answers absently. ]
Hey, Chiyuki...
When Chiyuki walks in and greets him like usual, he answers absently. ]
Hey, Chiyuki...
yes, it's mikoto mikoshiba! yato impersonated him on day 1 and never stopped using him as an icon...
goen
- 2017-05-30 06:24 (UTC) - Expand[you always come for my inbox but THIS TIME I HAVE BEATEN YOU--
Anyway, after everyone's done freaking out over the Grey City Apocalypse (kinda sorta - he personally will never be done freaking out over it), he's decided to get cracking on some projects to take his mind off of how dang weird everything is! But something's missing...]
hey, have you seen my pin case
the red one with apples on it?
[It is entirely plausible that he lost it in the mad dash to complete his finals project, but Yato seems to have an eye for detail so maybe he'd seen it on one of his trips to take a nap in the corner or something...!]
Anyway, after everyone's done freaking out over the Grey City Apocalypse (kinda sorta - he personally will never be done freaking out over it), he's decided to get cracking on some projects to take his mind off of how dang weird everything is! But something's missing...]
hey, have you seen my pin case
the red one with apples on it?
[It is entirely plausible that he lost it in the mad dash to complete his finals project, but Yato seems to have an eye for detail so maybe he'd seen it on one of his trips to take a nap in the corner or something...!]
Oh yeah, I borrowed it. I knew you wouldn't mind! (/^▽^)/
It should be with my stuff in the corner.
[ Shazam, solving mysteries like a master detective!! Yato's stuff in the corner happens to be a couple grocery bags of half-sewn fabrics and artsy crafty materials like glue, brushes, and craft foam. ]
Actually now that I have you, can you help me with a sewing project? c(ﾟ^ ﾟ )
It should be with my stuff in the corner.
[ Shazam, solving mysteries like a master detective!! Yato's stuff in the corner happens to be a couple grocery bags of half-sewn fabrics and artsy crafty materials like glue, brushes, and craft foam. ]
Actually now that I have you, can you help me with a sewing project? c(ﾟ^ ﾟ )
Hey, uh, I know mine's probably not the mug ya were hopin' when ya had a visitor, but...
[ but majima's here now. and it's too late to take it back. that's kind of been his philosophy through this whole experience. one foot in font of the other. force yourself to keep going. he'd heard about what had happened to yato through the grapevine - not the details of what had happened, just that he was in jail. maybe his first thought should've been what did he do, but it's not. it's is he okay?
it eats on him, just like the slow realization that his memories of yato are starting to to feel fuzzy at best. if retrospec had made them forget all these things that had happened in the past - could it make them forget people in the present? that thought scares him. it's as depressing as the idea that he'd known kiryu for so long and just somehow forgotten all of that, forgotten kiryu and this whole host of characters from hard-on-san to ken-watanabe-in-the-shitty-dreams-movie to the girl.
the truth is, he doesn't want to go see him. it feels so wrong to go see yato, when he hasn't gone to see his brother in three years. it feels like a betrayal of his brother to see a friend he'd made in the last year instead of the man he'd chosen to grow up with. what would his brother say, if he knew about this? that majima had worked up the courage to come here, now, but hadn't been able to face him in three years? but his brother was upstate and it was too hard. too hard to face him, too hard to know what to say. knowing that all the blame was on him, but it was his brother who was in jail. when it should've been him, when he should've been the one to rot in prison for the rest of his life, and wouldn't it have been the honorable thing just to die?
(somedays, the same thoughts he's always had carry a different kind of weight. somedays, words like honor feel like the heaviest of all.)
but the more he thinks about the things he can't remember about yato, the more that he knows that while he may not want to visit yato, it is something that he needs to do. maybe not even for himself, but certainly for yato. judging from the way yukine had talked about yato, it seemed like yato could use some friends anyway. true, yato knew many people, but knowing people and having them care about you when you're incarcerated are two different things.
it's hard, god, is it ever. his feet feel like lead as he drags himself to go visit yato. but it's one foot in front of the other, one motion that leads to another all the way until he's asking with a visit with (a quick look at retrospec ---) yaboku tomioka. and now he's sitting across from him, one eye less than he had before, remembering everything about this kid that he'd forgotten. how he'd worked for him but hadn't really been cut out for the work, how majima had helped him out when he got the job at inkwell. how they'd painted nails together and talked about boys. how he'd tried to keep him from drinking all the booze in an ill-fated attempt to save prom.
his bloodied and bandaged hands.
Just some rough acquaintances. It's taken care of. he wonders if that's related to this. it has to be, right? not everyone's story has to be about gangs, majima knows that, but he also knows parallels when he sees them. rough acquaintances, trying to play it off, ending up in jail? not talking to anyone because that would get people involved, people that could get hurt. it's a similar refrain on an old story. yato's in some deep shit. and while majima hadn't been messed up with the gang life in recolle, in his memories he is. his his memories he's kneedeep in it with kiryu. and if his missing eye is any testament to how rough that life must have been, he's already got a pretty good idea.
Boss, I wanna be tough like you...! What should I do?
fuck, what he wouldn't give to go back to prom and tell yato tough isn't what you want to be. he wishes yato had taken him up on his offer for help. he wishes shitty situations didnt happen to so many good people. he wishes he hadn't ruined his brother's life wanting to be tough shit. he wishes he could see his brother one more fucking time, instead of coming here to be the visitor yato doesn't need.
why the fuck did he even come? but it's too late. too late to back out now. ]
Do ya...did they give ya a lawyer?
[ but majima's here now. and it's too late to take it back. that's kind of been his philosophy through this whole experience. one foot in font of the other. force yourself to keep going. he'd heard about what had happened to yato through the grapevine - not the details of what had happened, just that he was in jail. maybe his first thought should've been what did he do, but it's not. it's is he okay?
it eats on him, just like the slow realization that his memories of yato are starting to to feel fuzzy at best. if retrospec had made them forget all these things that had happened in the past - could it make them forget people in the present? that thought scares him. it's as depressing as the idea that he'd known kiryu for so long and just somehow forgotten all of that, forgotten kiryu and this whole host of characters from hard-on-san to ken-watanabe-in-the-shitty-dreams-movie to the girl.
the truth is, he doesn't want to go see him. it feels so wrong to go see yato, when he hasn't gone to see his brother in three years. it feels like a betrayal of his brother to see a friend he'd made in the last year instead of the man he'd chosen to grow up with. what would his brother say, if he knew about this? that majima had worked up the courage to come here, now, but hadn't been able to face him in three years? but his brother was upstate and it was too hard. too hard to face him, too hard to know what to say. knowing that all the blame was on him, but it was his brother who was in jail. when it should've been him, when he should've been the one to rot in prison for the rest of his life, and wouldn't it have been the honorable thing just to die?
(somedays, the same thoughts he's always had carry a different kind of weight. somedays, words like honor feel like the heaviest of all.)
but the more he thinks about the things he can't remember about yato, the more that he knows that while he may not want to visit yato, it is something that he needs to do. maybe not even for himself, but certainly for yato. judging from the way yukine had talked about yato, it seemed like yato could use some friends anyway. true, yato knew many people, but knowing people and having them care about you when you're incarcerated are two different things.
it's hard, god, is it ever. his feet feel like lead as he drags himself to go visit yato. but it's one foot in front of the other, one motion that leads to another all the way until he's asking with a visit with (a quick look at retrospec ---) yaboku tomioka. and now he's sitting across from him, one eye less than he had before, remembering everything about this kid that he'd forgotten. how he'd worked for him but hadn't really been cut out for the work, how majima had helped him out when he got the job at inkwell. how they'd painted nails together and talked about boys. how he'd tried to keep him from drinking all the booze in an ill-fated attempt to save prom.
his bloodied and bandaged hands.
Just some rough acquaintances. It's taken care of. he wonders if that's related to this. it has to be, right? not everyone's story has to be about gangs, majima knows that, but he also knows parallels when he sees them. rough acquaintances, trying to play it off, ending up in jail? not talking to anyone because that would get people involved, people that could get hurt. it's a similar refrain on an old story. yato's in some deep shit. and while majima hadn't been messed up with the gang life in recolle, in his memories he is. his his memories he's kneedeep in it with kiryu. and if his missing eye is any testament to how rough that life must have been, he's already got a pretty good idea.
Boss, I wanna be tough like you...! What should I do?
fuck, what he wouldn't give to go back to prom and tell yato tough isn't what you want to be. he wishes yato had taken him up on his offer for help. he wishes shitty situations didnt happen to so many good people. he wishes he hadn't ruined his brother's life wanting to be tough shit. he wishes he could see his brother one more fucking time, instead of coming here to be the visitor yato doesn't need.
why the fuck did he even come? but it's too late. too late to back out now. ]
Do ya...did they give ya a lawyer?
[ Yato wasn't really expecting visitors. He wasn't really hoping for anyone, because a logical, self-pitying part of him thought it would be better if everyone forgot about him while he was in here and went on with their lives. It would upset some of his friends to know he was incarcerated; even worse, it might even disappoint them. Maybe it's better that he stays here for now.
He's hiding, just a little bit.
But he has a visitor. It's tempting to refuse the visit. He can imagine what he'll see in whoever it is: the sadness and confusion, the questions and the lecturing. Yato doesn't really want to deal with any of it. He knows exactly what he did and has no regret. But trying to convince other people that he was just in his actions seems like an insurmountable task. He doesn't care that he's here in jail, or that his criminal record will be taking a turn for the dangerous. He only cares that the people close to him might not understand.
It takes some time, but Yato decides to meet his visitor. Majima. A small surprise, but Majima does tend to surprise with the goodness of his heart. Majima, sporting a brand new eyepatch. Did he get swept up in Baren's dumb fashion trend? Yato ignores that for now and takes a seat across from him, hands visible through the plexiglass window as per visitation rules. His jail uniform is oversized but clean -- the cleanliness really the only reason why Yato hasn't tried to steal back his tracksuit yet. He's uninjured, a minor miracle. ]
Yeah. I doubt I'll be needing much of him, though. I'm guilty as charged.
[ Trying to weasel his way out of a conviction would leave a bad taste in his mouth. He's never been too big on lying. ]
He's hiding, just a little bit.
But he has a visitor. It's tempting to refuse the visit. He can imagine what he'll see in whoever it is: the sadness and confusion, the questions and the lecturing. Yato doesn't really want to deal with any of it. He knows exactly what he did and has no regret. But trying to convince other people that he was just in his actions seems like an insurmountable task. He doesn't care that he's here in jail, or that his criminal record will be taking a turn for the dangerous. He only cares that the people close to him might not understand.
It takes some time, but Yato decides to meet his visitor. Majima. A small surprise, but Majima does tend to surprise with the goodness of his heart. Majima, sporting a brand new eyepatch. Did he get swept up in Baren's dumb fashion trend? Yato ignores that for now and takes a seat across from him, hands visible through the plexiglass window as per visitation rules. His jail uniform is oversized but clean -- the cleanliness really the only reason why Yato hasn't tried to steal back his tracksuit yet. He's uninjured, a minor miracle. ]
Yeah. I doubt I'll be needing much of him, though. I'm guilty as charged.
[ Trying to weasel his way out of a conviction would leave a bad taste in his mouth. He's never been too big on lying. ]
[Anya probably shouldn't be here.
Except she also isn't quite sure where else she would be.
There are probably repercussions for cancelling out on interviews and photoshoots last minute when you're a budding celebrity, but she thinks that she'll deal with those later. For right now, she has nothing more than the explanation of "Крайняя необходимость. Emergency." before she's rushing off.
Right into - jail? Ah, a part of the city where even she's barely managed to visit before.
Still, she approaches, probably still wearing some fritzy outfit that definitely doesn't belong in a place like this, and yet she doesn't seem to have even the slightest bit of hesitation as she rushes to the cell where they're holding Yato and presses her hands against the bars that separate them as if she can make them disappear through sheer force of will.]
Yato! Неподходящий! It is a mistake? You are not supposed to be here. Yes?
Except she also isn't quite sure where else she would be.
There are probably repercussions for cancelling out on interviews and photoshoots last minute when you're a budding celebrity, but she thinks that she'll deal with those later. For right now, she has nothing more than the explanation of "Крайняя необходимость. Emergency." before she's rushing off.
Right into - jail? Ah, a part of the city where even she's barely managed to visit before.
Still, she approaches, probably still wearing some fritzy outfit that definitely doesn't belong in a place like this, and yet she doesn't seem to have even the slightest bit of hesitation as she rushes to the cell where they're holding Yato and presses her hands against the bars that separate them as if she can make them disappear through sheer force of will.]
Yato! Неподходящий! It is a mistake? You are not supposed to be here. Yes?
[ He hears rapid footsteps coming down the cell lane, and somehow he knows they're coming for him. He sits up from where he's been lying down, his uniform ill-fitting but at least clean. When Anya appears, he's almost unsurprised. But he knows she shouldn't be here; even if he didn't make her schedule his business, her appearance would be a dead giveaway.
He rises from his cot, unhurried, and meets her at the bars. He stands with his hands set loose on his hips and his weight to one leg, gently chiding. ]
Anya, you can't be here. It isn't good for publicity.
[ If a guard or another jailmate were to take note of her -- and they surely will, dressed as she is -- bad rumors could come of it. The more time goes on, the more they meet like this: Anya in her dazzling outfits, Yato looking barely serviceable. ]
And aren't you supposed to be at an interview? Don't tell me you ran out.
[ All things considered, he is pretty unperturbed about being in jail. ]
He rises from his cot, unhurried, and meets her at the bars. He stands with his hands set loose on his hips and his weight to one leg, gently chiding. ]
Anya, you can't be here. It isn't good for publicity.
[ If a guard or another jailmate were to take note of her -- and they surely will, dressed as she is -- bad rumors could come of it. The more time goes on, the more they meet like this: Anya in her dazzling outfits, Yato looking barely serviceable. ]
And aren't you supposed to be at an interview? Don't tell me you ran out.
[ All things considered, he is pretty unperturbed about being in jail. ]
action | I can't believe you still haven't changed that pic from mikorin
okitactless
2017-07-03 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Yato!
[WELP. Retrospec has been messing with a certain someone again, not that Yamato's particularly aware of that. In fact, it hasn't really occurred to him that all of those times he's forgotten Yato over the past month or so have anything to do with Retrospec--he's got bigger things to worry about right now, things like the fact that one of his best friends is currently in jail.
Granted, it hadn't escaped his notice how difficult it was just getting in to see Yato. He'd nearly had to shove the keyboard in the guy's face and make him punch in the name with his nose just to convince him to look him up, but an angry Yamato is a terrifying Yamato, so here he is.
At least he's not using Yato's full name... he does look pretty upset, though.]
What the hell?!
[WELP. Retrospec has been messing with a certain someone again, not that Yamato's particularly aware of that. In fact, it hasn't really occurred to him that all of those times he's forgotten Yato over the past month or so have anything to do with Retrospec--he's got bigger things to worry about right now, things like the fact that one of his best friends is currently in jail.
Granted, it hadn't escaped his notice how difficult it was just getting in to see Yato. He'd nearly had to shove the keyboard in the guy's face and make him punch in the name with his nose just to convince him to look him up, but an angry Yamato is a terrifying Yamato, so here he is.
At least he's not using Yato's full name... he does look pretty upset, though.]
What the hell?!
[ Yato sure is popular with the visitors. At first he was wary, nervous about weathering moral questions and disappointed faces. He still is, just a little, but the more he has to explain himself, the easier it becomes.
But more importantly... Yamato is here?? Yamato "who are you" Yasusada, who hasn't been able to even see Yato for the past month and a half without Yato more or less tripping him down stairs? Yato sits across from him in the visitor's room and stares. ]
Yasu?
[ He looks around to see if Kashuu's around. Maybe Kashuu dragged him over...? ]
Did you get lost or something?
But more importantly... Yamato is here?? Yamato "who are you" Yasusada, who hasn't been able to even see Yato for the past month and a half without Yato more or less tripping him down stairs? Yato sits across from him in the visitor's room and stares. ]
Yasu?
[ He looks around to see if Kashuu's around. Maybe Kashuu dragged him over...? ]
Did you get lost or something?
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