They're usually drunk when they say things like that.
[Foolishly, he is not rethinking this. Instead, he sighs, willing enough to accept it in the end.]
We've got dancing fruit and colorless trees, among other weird things happening. In the grand scheme of things, you being a god isn't actually unbelievable. So? What can you do?
They're not that interesting. Same kind of weird stuff everybody's been getting, I guess.
[If he just refuses to think about the memories, they'll stop existing, kind of like how the color green stopped existing but is slowly coming back. Yeah. Just ignore the memories long enough and everything will go back to normal.]
Hey, I'm gonna use the blenders, make some orange juice, you want any?
[A SMOOTH, SKILLFUL, AND DEFINITELY NOT OBVIOUS CHANGE OF SUBJECT]
[ COOKIES AND OJ, Yato is feeling so spoiled after weeks of jail slop. He gets up even though he just sat down and takes his cookie with him. And because he can't take a hint sometimes, he'll follow Toshi around like a kite while he gets that orange juice ready. ]
If it's weird, then it's gotta be interesting. Hey, let's share! I'll tell you one of mine if you tell me one of yours.
[Boy, Yato is.....not great at reading the mood. Okay, fine, this isn't exactly how Toshi planned to spend his day (or how he ever planned to spend a day) but maybe he can get it over with quickly and be done with it.]
I promise, it's not that interesting!
[He's just going to murder some fruit while he talks, don't mind him.]
It's just names and faces, none of them really connected to each other in any real way. I doubt they're even important, or I'd remember more of them.
[YEAH SURE, DEFINITELY NOT IMPORTANT.]
They're not even really like memories, you know? It's almost like watching a TV show where I'm an actor and I've forgotten my lines but the rest of the cast is still going, I guess.
[ Is it that he can't read the mood or that he doesn't care... a mystery for the ages. But really he just wants to know more about Toshi!! ]
Oh, I dunno about unimportant. I bet they'll all add up eventually. I've even had two halves of a memory come months apart.
One of my more recent ones... oh, I was fighting another god! A big-name one by the name of Bishamon. She caught me with her whip and tried to shoot me, but whoosh-- [ he mimics swinging a sword ] -- I cut the bullets right in half! Two in one swing.
Seriously though, you can fight and you fought a god called Bishamon... [Hang on, he's wracking his brain here trying to remember the limited Japanese mythology he learned in high school. Wasn't Bishamon a lucky god? And if Yato's 'godliness' involves being good at fighting maybe he's a war god?] Maybe you're...I dunno. Izanagi or whatever his name is? I don't know this stuff that well.
[ Oh hey orange juice. Yato takes it and admittedly does calm down a bit. Can't spill the goods. And luckily, Yato has had plenty of time to brush up on his mythology since his first god-related memory, so he knows enough to speak with a little authority. ]
No way. Izanagi was the grandaddy of all gods. I'm just me! Yato then and Yato now.
[ ... Funny how that works since Yato isn't technically his real name. Huh. And the next part, he'll only admit because Toshi is a nice guy and probably won't make fun of him for it... ]
I get the feeling I wasn't too big, as far as gods go. Japan's supposed to have eight million of 'em.
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[Foolishly, he is not rethinking this. Instead, he sighs, willing enough to accept it in the end.]
We've got dancing fruit and colorless trees, among other weird things happening. In the grand scheme of things, you being a god isn't actually unbelievable. So? What can you do?
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I'm a god of war, so I can fight! And, uh...
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[ It sounds really lame if he has to lay out all two of the things he can do... ]
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Toshi, be nice. A second later, the face switches to a much more encouraging grin, and Toshi claps Yato's shoulder.]
Well, if I ever need a message delivered in a tall building, or if me and Zoro need help kicking someone out, I know who to pray for!
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Yeah! Count on me!
[ He sets his cookies on the bar and takes a seat on a stool. ]
So what about you, Toshi? What are your hallucinomemories like?
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They're not that interesting. Same kind of weird stuff everybody's been getting, I guess.
[If he just refuses to think about the memories, they'll stop existing, kind of like how the color green stopped existing but is slowly coming back. Yeah. Just ignore the memories long enough and everything will go back to normal.]
Hey, I'm gonna use the blenders, make some orange juice, you want any?
[A SMOOTH, SKILLFUL, AND DEFINITELY NOT OBVIOUS CHANGE OF SUBJECT]
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[ COOKIES AND OJ, Yato is feeling so spoiled after weeks of jail slop. He gets up even though he just sat down and takes his cookie with him. And because he can't take a hint sometimes, he'll follow Toshi around like a kite while he gets that orange juice ready. ]
If it's weird, then it's gotta be interesting. Hey, let's share! I'll tell you one of mine if you tell me one of yours.
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I promise, it's not that interesting!
[He's just going to murder some fruit while he talks, don't mind him.]
It's just names and faces, none of them really connected to each other in any real way. I doubt they're even important, or I'd remember more of them.
[YEAH SURE, DEFINITELY NOT IMPORTANT.]
They're not even really like memories, you know? It's almost like watching a TV show where I'm an actor and I've forgotten my lines but the rest of the cast is still going, I guess.
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Oh, I dunno about unimportant. I bet they'll all add up eventually. I've even had two halves of a memory come months apart.
One of my more recent ones... oh, I was fighting another god! A big-name one by the name of Bishamon. She caught me with her whip and tried to shoot me, but whoosh-- [ he mimics swinging a sword ] -- I cut the bullets right in half! Two in one swing.
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Dude. What did you do.
[And on the other hand, here Toshi is, automatically assuming that if someone tried to shoot Yato there was probably a reason for it.]
Cutting bullets with a sword is badass, but dude.
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What did I do?! How do you know she wasn't just a crazy skank?!
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[d u d e.]
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[Drink some orange juice, possible new roommate. Toshi hands over a glass of it, freshly squeezed and delicious.]
God rabies, though....I wonder if that's contagious. Hey, do I need to get you your shots before I let you in the apartment?
[He's teasing. Probably? Yes, definitely, maybe teasing.]
Seriously though, you can fight and you fought a god called Bishamon... [Hang on, he's wracking his brain here trying to remember the limited Japanese mythology he learned in high school. Wasn't Bishamon a lucky god? And if Yato's 'godliness' involves being good at fighting maybe he's a war god?] Maybe you're...I dunno. Izanagi or whatever his name is? I don't know this stuff that well.
[Obviously.]
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No way. Izanagi was the grandaddy of all gods. I'm just me! Yato then and Yato now.
[ ... Funny how that works since Yato isn't technically his real name. Huh. And the next part, he'll only admit because Toshi is a nice guy and probably won't make fun of him for it... ]
I get the feeling I wasn't too big, as far as gods go. Japan's supposed to have eight million of 'em.
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[Yato is right. Toshi laughs, but it's a faintly disbelieving laugh, because that number is way too high.]
Jeez. Eight million. How would anybody remember them all?
[Nope. He's shaking his head. Too many. Way too many. Not even gonna try thinking about that.]
Well, whatever, forget Japan. We're not in Japan, so to us, you're a pretty big deal, "just" Yato.
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Thanks, Toshi. You're gonna make me blush.
[ He clenches a fist!! Not his cookie hand, obviously. ]
And I'm gonna make myself a big deal! I'll be the kind of god the Inkwell deserves!
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Inkwell's very own disaster of a god!
[He's teasing. He likes Yato an awful lot. Toshi raises his own glass and holds it out.]
Cheers, your holiness. ...Wait, would it be your holiness or something else? What do you call a god...?
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You can call me Lord Yato. Hehe! It's got a nice ring to it.
[ please god don't call him that ]
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Sorry, but I can't! There's only one "lord" for me and I'm sorry to say you're just not him. Guess you're gonna have to stay "just Yato"!
[Maybe Yato can get someone else to call him "Lord Yato"]
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What! Who're you already calling that?!
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[Oh. Crap.]
Nobody! It was a joke, I'm not actually calling anybody that!
[It's just that, hypothetically, if he'd sworn to stay by someone's side until death that'd make them a lord, right? STOP THINKING ABOUT IT, TOSHI.
A funny expression crosses his face and he quickly hides it by taking another drink.]
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Toooooshiiiiii!
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Toshi sighs. Very Heavily.]
It's just one of those hallucinomemories, it's fine.
[HE'S NOT CALLING IT A MEMORY, NO SIR.]
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So you were a knight? A samurai?
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