[ There is so much wrong with his texts, Mafuyu doesn't even know where to begin. So she starts by making sure she can still breathe and have all the air in the world to shout at Yato to her heart's content, keeping her chin ducked so he can't get a good grip around her neck. ]
Stuff like losing your hands!
[ Which would have made it easier for her to grab his wrists and wrench his arms apart with impossible strength that she definitely did not have the last time she scuffled with him. ]
and saying you weren't ever happy!!
[ Unforgivable. She staggers forward to jerk Yato off balance too, twisting around and trying to get the upper hand so that she faces him properly. ]
and eating birthday cake without me!!!!!
[ This is the worst transgression, and with that, she breaks free, and slams her hard ceramic face into his forehead. ]
[ Wow his baby cousin got so strong!! He'd feel prouder if she wasn't using her strength on him. Her forehead also feels harder than he remembers, which is impressive since it was already rock solid to begin with.
He sees stars for a split second, staggers back, and shakes his head. ]
I lost my hands 'cause I turned into a snake! We had to eat the cake 'cause we didn't have much food... and I wasn't in my right mind when I typed the happiness thing!
[ Is it that she was worried, or that she thinks he's lying...? Either way, he whips out his phone and holds it like a shield in front of him. ]
[ With claims like turning into a snake, not having the presence of mind to grab a bag of chips from a hospital vending machine, or the weakest excuse of not being in one's right mind, it's not hard to think Yato is lying. He's never had a reason to before, so Mafuyu pushes her mask back onto her head like a hat, and snatches the phone from his hands.
His wallpaper is an extreme close-up of a colorful frog with a giant human finger (whose could it be but Yato's) coming in from the side and just baaaarely not touching it.
His most recent photos will include:
- Various pictures of the green-lit office Yato showed Mafuyu in his first text. - Tons of pictures spanning six days of this vanilla waiting room. There is indeed a vending machine. - Lots of selfies of Yato in said waiting room with his groupmates... except his groupmates happen to be sleeping. His teammates are: Dave, Elizabeth, Carmen, Emil, Juzo, Lucy, Souji, Kaiba, Penelope, and Shouto. - This sprawling laboratory. - A tough-looking fox with an eyepatch and (business card) cigarette in its mouth. A peacock, a bear... and a selfie of a little snake, its tail raised to its face with its mouth open in an assumed grin. - A docking station followed by pictures of outer space, the stars unhindered by light. - Yato in a cheerful selfie with this sphinx lady, who is smiling awkwardly. - Another selfie, this time with Yato bundled up in a winter parka, the sled dogs, Emil, and Carmen getting ready for a journey in the background. - A snowy landscape at astronomical twilight. - A line of mad penguins that appear to be aggressively riverdancing. One leader penguin is pointing angrily at Yato as he takes his selfie. - The rainforest. - A gigantic panther mech, followed by pictures of a cockpit with glowing screens and controls and what have you. - A screen showing an alien in a spaceship, clearly mid-battle.
... So, yeah. Yato waits for Mafuyu's assessment. ]
If there's no avoiding it, then you might as well give it your all. Getting into a fight while not wanting to fight is just begging for defeat, if you ask me. And monsters will always be the bad guys, so you shouldn't feel bad about beating 'em up.
[ ... Mafuyu is still young though so he should make this advice responsible. He lifts an illustrative finger! ]
Just be sure to stay hydrated and fight safely! Bring a partner just in case you get hurt and stop when you're tired!
[ There is avoiding it, all the fights that Mafuyu gets in being ones she's willingly run headfirst into and she embraced that wholly. Their team had been split between reluctance and reckless, but everybody fought because everybody had to— she was just one of the only ones to have fun with it, making it into a game and wheedling prizes out of the Retrospec staff on her own while the city is literally being burnt to the ground and more than one person having died throughout everything that had happened.
But Yato says it's okay, as long as she has a water bottle and some bandaids. ]
...Yeah! If it's a fight, I won't ever lose! And if people don't want to fight, then I'll do it for them.
[ ... Yeah, Yato has run facefirst into all his fights too. Asking Yato for validation was probably some subconscious form of cheating. ]
... Just don't be reckless, okay? You'll make your cousin worry if you get hurt.
[ Though he has more faith in her street wisdom than her book smarts. She's always been able to wiggle her way out of any bad situation. He looks her up and down. She doesn't seem to have any noticeable injuries from these past few weeks, either... ]
Have you gotten any weird powers yet? What happened to all those weapons you texted me about?
[ She did get slammed into the ground by Noah's holy monster claw and possibly broke some ribs, but otherwise she eats well, sleeps well, heals up (too) well and looks just fine; injuries aren't anything she ever lets people know, or they'll become even more smothering. She's just fine by herself, and her personal strength is something she's always stood by, so powers and magic are things that make her frown. Is superhuman strength a power? Is being able to power through the pain of broken bones a power? Nah. It's all her. ]
Nothing like that. The weapons too, Maurice asked for them back, so we weren't allowed to keep any of them. I should've just kept them, huh? They would've been useful to have around!
[ Yato is really just looking for signs that he and Mafuyu share hallucinomemories. If she has weird powers to play with, then great -- she'll be safer when she does get into fights. But it'll be nice to know for sure what part she might have played in his other life, if any at all. Especially if there's a chance she was a shinki, like Yukine... ]
You're not enough of a terror with your fists alone? Besides, we don't need you getting sent to juvie for possessing illegal weaponry.
[ The holy brass knuckles are more of a gray area. ]
[ She has to die first before she becomes a shinki, and that's just impossible. Getting sent to juvie isn't impossible, but Mafuyu still has her hopes that it'll soon become something she doesn't have to worry about. ]
Maurice is Retrospec's postman. He's the one who sent all my stuff, and whatever you've gotten too— But hey! People don't care about you waving around a sword, right? [ because they don't see him in the first place... probably... But- ] Other people have been waving around whatever too, and people don't even notice. Because it's trying, monster-infested times, and they need people like us to protect the city, so they have to turn a blind eye, right?
That's such bs. We should be getting medals or something, not homework and bills.
[ She says that, but she wasn't thinking about that at all the entirety of last month. It was just... fun, being with people and getting hyped up about fighting a big bad together as a team, celebrating when they won, avenging each other when they didn't. It was a good end to her summer break, but now she just huffs a sigh. ]
At least when there were monsters, no one could say that fighting is a bad thing. Now all I'm going to hear at school is "Mafuyu, don't fight in class!" or "Mafuyu, don't fight in the halls!" or "Mafuyu, don't fight on the playground!"
[ That's because you're not supposed to fight in school, Mafuyu... It would be easy to chastise her over it, but it's not like Yato had a spotless record in high school either. ]
Ever thought about doing martial arts? You'd probably be killer on a sports team, too.
[ If she doesn't get thrown off the team for rulebreaking first... ]
[ Mafuyu grumbles something under her breath, kicking at the ground. ]
Martial arts is all about respect and stuff, right? [ She can tell right away that she wouldn't do well in that sort of structured learning. ] And sports teams have to meet every day after school too, and I like doing stuff when I feel like it. I was thinking of doing football tryouts just for kicks, though. You get to ram into people while getting cheered on.
[ It won't hurt her, anyway. He can't say anything for the other football players. ]
There are other fighting sports that don't care too much respect. Boxing, wrestling... ooh, how about hockey? People love when fights break out in hockey.
Yes, at first you'll struggle to get along with your teammates. As the loose cannon of the team, you'll give your peers countless headaches, but your undeniable talent will garner their reluctant respect.
Until one day, when you'll come across an opponent so powerful, he'll bring you to your knees! In the pit of despair, you'll feel like all your hard work has amounted to nothing... That is, until your teammates come to raise you up on their shoulders with their unimaginable love and support. Together with your friends, you'll beat your rival and ride home triumphant, basking in the moving epiphany that you love being in a team after all.
[ She should probably be finding some insult in those countless headaches and reluctant respect, but she's having more trouble imagining Yato's offered scenario of getting beaten by a guy and turning to other people instead of retaliating herself. ]
So basically you're saying that I suck unless other people are helping me. Rather than relying on them, wouldn't it be easier to just get better and take the rival on one-on-one? That way, it's a fair fight.
Listen up, Mafuyu! Being as strong as you can be is a good goal, but don't be an ape about it! If an axe murderer came at us right now, would we fight him one-on-one or team up on him??
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Stuff like losing your hands!
[ Which would have made it easier for her to grab his wrists and wrench his arms apart with impossible strength that she definitely did not have the last time she scuffled with him. ]
and saying you weren't ever happy!!
[ Unforgivable. She staggers forward to jerk Yato off balance too, twisting around and trying to get the upper hand so that she faces him properly. ]
and eating birthday cake without me!!!!!
[ This is the worst transgression, and with that, she breaks free, and slams her hard ceramic face into his forehead. ]
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He sees stars for a split second, staggers back, and shakes his head. ]
I lost my hands 'cause I turned into a snake! We had to eat the cake 'cause we didn't have much food... and I wasn't in my right mind when I typed the happiness thing!
[ Is it that she was worried, or that she thinks he's lying...? Either way, he whips out his phone and holds it like a shield in front of him. ]
I have pictures!!
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Unlock it for me.
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he unlocks it
His wallpaper is an extreme close-up of a colorful frog with a giant human finger (whose could it be but Yato's) coming in from the side and just baaaarely not touching it.
His most recent photos will include:
- Various pictures of the green-lit office Yato showed Mafuyu in his first text.
- Tons of pictures spanning six days of this vanilla waiting room. There is indeed a vending machine.
- Lots of selfies of Yato in said waiting room with his groupmates... except his groupmates happen to be sleeping. His teammates are: Dave, Elizabeth, Carmen, Emil, Juzo, Lucy, Souji, Kaiba, Penelope, and Shouto.
- This sprawling laboratory.
- A tough-looking fox with an eyepatch and (business card) cigarette in its mouth. A peacock, a bear... and a selfie of a little snake, its tail raised to its face with its mouth open in an assumed grin.
- A docking station followed by pictures of outer space, the stars unhindered by light.
- Yato in a cheerful selfie with this sphinx lady, who is smiling awkwardly.
- Another selfie, this time with Yato bundled up in a winter parka, the sled dogs, Emil, and Carmen getting ready for a journey in the background.
- A snowy landscape at astronomical twilight.
- A line of mad penguins that appear to be aggressively riverdancing. One leader penguin is pointing angrily at Yato as he takes his selfie.
- The rainforest.
- A gigantic panther mech, followed by pictures of a cockpit with glowing screens and controls and what have you.
- A screen showing an alien in a spaceship, clearly mid-battle.
... So, yeah. Yato waits for Mafuyu's assessment. ]
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[ Her assessment is coming, but first ]
Yato. Wasn't the last month sorta life-or-death?
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[ he sees no problem here ]
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If there's no avoiding it, then you might as well give it your all. Getting into a fight while not wanting to fight is just begging for defeat, if you ask me. And monsters will always be the bad guys, so you shouldn't feel bad about beating 'em up.
[ ... Mafuyu is still young though so he should make this advice responsible. He lifts an illustrative finger! ]
Just be sure to stay hydrated and fight safely! Bring a partner just in case you get hurt and stop when you're tired!
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But Yato says it's okay, as long as she has a water bottle and some bandaids. ]
...Yeah! If it's a fight, I won't ever lose! And if people don't want to fight, then I'll do it for them.
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... Just don't be reckless, okay? You'll make your cousin worry if you get hurt.
[ Though he has more faith in her street wisdom than her book smarts. She's always been able to wiggle her way out of any bad situation. He looks her up and down. She doesn't seem to have any noticeable injuries from these past few weeks, either... ]
Have you gotten any weird powers yet? What happened to all those weapons you texted me about?
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Nothing like that. The weapons too, Maurice asked for them back, so we weren't allowed to keep any of them. I should've just kept them, huh? They would've been useful to have around!
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You're not enough of a terror with your fists alone? Besides, we don't need you getting sent to juvie for possessing illegal weaponry.
[ The holy brass knuckles are more of a gray area. ]
Who's Maurice?
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Maurice is Retrospec's postman. He's the one who sent all my stuff, and whatever you've gotten too— But hey! People don't care about you waving around a sword, right? [ because they don't see him in the first place... probably... But- ] Other people have been waving around whatever too, and people don't even notice. Because it's trying, monster-infested times, and they need people like us to protect the city, so they have to turn a blind eye, right?
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[ Wild but true... He crosses his arms. ]
You think they see us as superheroes or something? As if. You still have to pass high school, and I still have to pay rent.
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[ She says that, but she wasn't thinking about that at all the entirety of last month. It was just... fun, being with people and getting hyped up about fighting a big bad together as a team, celebrating when they won, avenging each other when they didn't. It was a good end to her summer break, but now she just huffs a sigh. ]
At least when there were monsters, no one could say that fighting is a bad thing. Now all I'm going to hear at school is "Mafuyu, don't fight in class!" or "Mafuyu, don't fight in the halls!" or "Mafuyu, don't fight on the playground!"
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Ever thought about doing martial arts? You'd probably be killer on a sports team, too.
[ If she doesn't get thrown off the team for rulebreaking first... ]
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Martial arts is all about respect and stuff, right? [ She can tell right away that she wouldn't do well in that sort of structured learning. ] And sports teams have to meet every day after school too, and I like doing stuff when I feel like it. I was thinking of doing football tryouts just for kicks, though. You get to ram into people while getting cheered on.
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[ It won't hurt her, anyway. He can't say anything for the other football players. ]
There are other fighting sports that don't care too much respect. Boxing, wrestling... ooh, how about hockey? People love when fights break out in hockey.
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Boxing and wrestling, maybe... Hockey's a team sport though. You know I don't do well in team sports. You gotta... work together, and stuff.
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Yes, at first you'll struggle to get along with your teammates. As the loose cannon of the team, you'll give your peers countless headaches, but your undeniable talent will garner their reluctant respect.
Until one day, when you'll come across an opponent so powerful, he'll bring you to your knees! In the pit of despair, you'll feel like all your hard work has amounted to nothing... That is, until your teammates come to raise you up on their shoulders with their unimaginable love and support. Together with your friends, you'll beat your rival and ride home triumphant, basking in the moving epiphany that you love being in a team after all.
[ he reads a lot of sports manga ]
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So basically you're saying that I suck unless other people are helping me. Rather than relying on them, wouldn't it be easier to just get better and take the rival on one-on-one? That way, it's a fair fight.
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[ He jabs a finger at her. ]
Listen up, Mafuyu! Being as strong as you can be is a good goal, but don't be an ape about it! If an axe murderer came at us right now, would we fight him one-on-one or team up on him??
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[ back in August when this thread is backdated to haha so I guess like... three weeks agp ]
I said I'll take the axe murderer's axe, and then kill him! That's not a two person job!
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[ said the MASSIVE HYPOCRITE ]
Then what if it's a gun murderer?
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You take the bullet for me while I steal the gun?
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