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.
Well...maybe a samurai, I don't know. But I don't think so. It's not a big deal anyway, I've been pretty lucky, I haven't gotten the kinds of hallucinations most people have.
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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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[At least he doesn't think so.]
Well...maybe a samurai, I don't know. But I don't think so. It's not a big deal anyway, I've been pretty lucky, I haven't gotten the kinds of hallucinations most people have.
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[ let's be real for a moment ]
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Yato. I'm a bouncer. I work in a bar and I've never watched a samurai movie in my life, much less been one.
[Isn't it wild how Yato says "I'm a god" and Toshi just rolls with it, but good luck getting him to admit his memories are memories.]
I seriously doubt I was ever samurai, and if I was I seriously doubt I actually pledged loyalty to...some tiny guy dressed in women's clothing.
[He is also not going to ask himself how he knows it's women's clothing he remembers said tiny guy wearing.]
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[ Those ellipses say just about everything that needs to be said about that. ]
What kind of women's clothing?
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[C'mon, Yato, he did you the favor of taking what you say at face value!]
I don't know! Like a kimono or something, and he was holding a veil over his head.
[He gestures over his head to demonstrate.]
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[ Pledging loyalty sounds just!! a little!! samurai!! ]
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[NO IT ISN'T LET HIM LIVE]
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[ No it's not but it's not like Toshi can dispute that now CAN HE ]
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[Toshi manages to sound teasing and doubtful all at once.]
You're not planning anything, are you?
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[ HIS SLIM, GIRLISH FIGURE WOULD SERVE HIM WELL. He takes a bite out of his cookie with finality!! ]
Anyway, I should go find the boss now. He'll wanna know I'm back.
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[He can't handle it. Toshi waves Yato off and turns to rinse out his glass.]
Yeah, go say hi to the boss, he'll be glad to see you. I'll get you a key made so feel free to swing by whenever!
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