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[goen]

when captcha is too much for the soul

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rip mista

[thesettingsun]

[It's not Mista, Shuji reminds himself. Only a fog apparition, and something that had to be gotten rid of.

But that doesn't mean that seeing himself slice through Mista is a comfortable sight.

Shuji turns back to Yato when he's addressed, letting the scythe in his hand return to its book form. More portable, less awkward to explain if someone else is out here.]

No - no, I'm fine. What about you? Were you like that long before I got here?

[how many rotten fish did yato have to eat]

[goen]

[ Yato shakes his head. Though his weird god stomach enables him to eat pretty much anything without suffering real consequences, he was stubborn about not eating rancid fish for obvious reasons. ]

I'll be okay. Just gotta make a trip to the Worship Corner.

[ He points at Shuji's scythe-turned-book. ]

That's pretty handy.

[thesettingsun]

Kind of wish I'd had it a couple months back...

[It sure would have been nice to be able to fight monsters when there were monsters everywhere, but he'll take what he can get.]

Thanks, it's a Retrospec past life thing.

[goen]

What were you in your past life that convinced you to use a scythe as a weapon?

[ Farmer?? Grim Reaper?? ]

[thesettingsun]

Douchebag.

And also some kind of book spirit thing, but mostly just a douchebag.

[goen]

Heh. I asked about your past life.

[ A joke, if a weak one...

Yato glances down at the blight on his wrists. The burning isn't going away on its own, and the pain isn't something he can ignore. He nods to Shuji, deep enough that it's almost a bow. ]

Sorry to run out on you, but I gotta take care of these injuries. Take care on the way home, okay?

[thesettingsun]

[That's mean, Yato :<]

You take care too. If you get attacked by something else, I'm going to have to come up with an even worse pun about it.

[So, don't get attacked.]