[Saiduq's change of expression doesn't go unnoticed, and it's easy for Minato to relent and agree as Aigis was certainly too heavy to be dangling from the rope- that, and she would have sought him at once were she here.]
Sorry, I got a little carried away... You heard the rules too, ready?
[He's confused at first, but that quickly turns to contentment and a small smile when Minato hears the sound of music coming from Wall-E.]
That's fine with me. Did you usually play this at home too? [He tugs slightly on his own MP3 player, indicating that he enjoys listening to music too.]
[Wall-E nods, though upon noticing the mp3 player, he makes a noise that almost sounds like a gasp. He's seen objects like those before when digging through the trash--he even keeps an old IPOD that he's set up to act as a screen to play videos on back home.
He then starts gesturing to the mp3 player with interest. What kind of music do you have on yours?]
[Flynn is likewise easy to work with as a team member and yet just as easily agreeable when he's the one issuing the commands, which is something Minato's thankful for.
His pace is slowing a little due to creeping exhaustion when they're down to the last row, but it doesn't matter any more by then since the last long piece is pursuing Flynn. With that Minato will just catch his breath and put down his sword, while encouraging the other to finish it.]
[though not as exhausted as minato, even flynn has to admit to all this constant jumping around being draining. thankfully, it looks like the end is coming up and it's his game to end. a nod comes minato's way before jumping in to finish this. a few quick moments with perfect timing...
and game won!! cue the fanfare! best part about winning is that door finally opening. the tension in his shoulders significantly decreases at the sight of the exit now being avaiable to them. hopefully it won't lead to another trap. please don't let it lead to another trap.]
It looks like we won. [he smiles warmly at minato.] Thanks in large part to your knowledge of the game.
[That gets a blink and a curious look from Minato- he feels as if he's heard of this person for some reason but can't place why that is, certainly, that's a name no one could forget so easily.
> Major Hyou Kyou Fetish? > Is that really his name? > Did you run off with his food?]
Major Hyou Kyou Fetish? I feel like I've heard of him before...and it sounds like you made off with his meal. [Which come to think of it would explain why Kaz was so mad about losing that teriyaki chicken.]
Ehhh? He willingly bought it for me! I just... ensured he didn't want to go Dutch.
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Anyway, Hyou-Kyou is a good guy. He's weird and stuff, but he's kind. [Then, Kazuya looked a little devious...] Though, that might have to do with his tastes, y'know? School boy fetish, how scandalous, right? He dresses up in a middle schooler's uniform too...!
Not much you can do about it, if they think you're in danger. Just what are they? [He's curious to know, if only because Kevin seems like some kind of divine being.]
No, I didn't see it. I'll protect the both of you if any of those ghosts come again...if something happened to Patamon before this, it's possible that he's not ready to evolve yet.
[Minato's sickened too beyond seeing the possessions of one of his friends- the blood, the trinkets...he had heard before about the sacrifices, but to see it being done even now was disgusting and he swallows, trying to contain his revulsion.]
I've heard of sacrifices before, but this is the first time I've seen an altar. [He's quiet, sticking to the facts as much as possible to avoid stirring his emotions.] ...It might have something to do with the spirits.
[The sound of something burning can still be heard briefly before fading away as Minato turns to face Shiho, catching sight what looks like a collar in turn.
He stands still, eyes wide as he registers who he's seeing in the mirror before lowering his head to avoid looking at the rest of the mirrors.]
...yeah, I'm okay. [Yet he seems devoid of his usual calm and more listless than usual.] What about you?
[Mitsuru's telepathic message cuts through the effect the mirror has on him sharply, and it jars him enough that he needs a second or two to recollect himself even though she can't see him just yet.
He leans back against a wall before responding, taking utmost care to stare where he can't see his face.] I'm fine Mitsuru, but we should leave here at once. [His words are clipped yet lacking the subtle inflection he's given to, and he wonders if she's seen something she doesn't want to see too.
It could be about him...and he's not worth mourning over. ]
[All it takes is a few moments of silence for Minato to recollect himself, but he's nevertheless disturbed more by what he felt seeing his parents die all over again than the memory itself.
I couldn't save them... No one would have expected a child to have leaped in to pull his parents and he knows it, yet there's a pervasive feeling of emptiness as he recalls how nothing had mattered much like that, much like how he-
Minato dispels that thought with a shake of his head, biting a little on his lip. He knows what's going on too- The mask was clearly doing something to him and it's getting worse, something that might not seem all that apparent when he finally faces Saiduq with his characteristic stoic face on.]
Because we're friends? Come to think of it, you've always seem a little interested in me since we met.
Yeah. [Minato can't think of much to say to that, repulsed by the blood regardless of who it belonged to- whether a friend or a native, taking away someone's life for a sacrifice just sat wrongly with him for more reasons than one.
He's aware of Hiro circling around the altar from the sound of his footsteps, eventually straightening himself even as he continues to avoid taking in the details of the bloody structure.] ...There's another thing that bothers me. Shouldn't there be more blood on this altar if everyone who left was taken here to be sacrificed? [It seems like a rather off-hand and random observation from someone who shouldn't have seen much blood in his life, yet it's anything but. There's a distinct lack of inflection in the way he's asked that question not because of this sight per se, but because he'll never forget two deaths he's witnessed before that had involved blood.
Shinji. Mitsuru's father. A sacrifice would have been bloodier than the sight in front of them, wouldn't it? Some people get emotional talking about what disturbs them- Minato's the opposite, trying to separate what he feels from what he sees once more.]
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[Saiduq's change of expression doesn't go unnoticed, and it's easy for Minato to relent and agree as Aigis was certainly too heavy to be dangling from the rope- that, and she would have sought him at once were she here.]
Sorry, I got a little carried away... You heard the rules too, ready?
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[But rules are rules, and he'll play along if it means ending it quickly.]
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[He's confused at first, but that quickly turns to contentment and a small smile when Minato hears the sound of music coming from Wall-E.]
That's fine with me. Did you usually play this at home too? [He tugs slightly on his own MP3 player, indicating that he enjoys listening to music too.]
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He then starts gesturing to the mp3 player with interest. What kind of music do you have on yours?]
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[Flynn is likewise easy to work with as a team member and yet just as easily agreeable when he's the one issuing the commands, which is something Minato's thankful for.
His pace is slowing a little due to creeping exhaustion when they're down to the last row, but it doesn't matter any more by then since the last long piece is pursuing Flynn. With that Minato will just catch his breath and put down his sword, while encouraging the other to finish it.]
It's the last piece, go for it.
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and game won!! cue the fanfare! best part about winning is that door finally opening. the tension in his shoulders significantly decreases at the sight of the exit now being avaiable to them. hopefully it won't lead to another trap. please don't let it lead to another trap.]
It looks like we won. [he smiles warmly at minato.] Thanks in large part to your knowledge of the game.
[gotta give credit where credit is due.]
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Sir Kaz Mooch [Event 019.exe]
[That gets a blink and a curious look from Minato- he feels as if he's heard of this person for some reason but can't place why that is, certainly, that's a name no one could forget so easily.
> Major Hyou Kyou Fetish?
> Is that really his name?
> Did you run off with his food?]
Major Hyou Kyou Fetish? I feel like I've heard of him before...and it sounds like you made off with his meal. [Which come to think of it would explain why Kaz was so mad about losing that teriyaki chicken.]
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[Coughcough...]
Anyway, Hyou-Kyou is a good guy. He's weird and stuff, but he's kind. [Then, Kazuya looked a little devious...] Though, that might have to do with his tastes, y'know? School boy fetish, how scandalous, right? He dresses up in a middle schooler's uniform too...!
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Yeah, I've heard of wprse. [A status effect like Charm then? Maybe if I used this...]
I can try to cure you, but you might not like it.
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[ A beat. ]
What are you thinking?
*worse
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[> Their 'sleevies'?
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...their sleevies? I don't think it's working. [Maybe it's better to just tickle Minato instead before the birds get to him.]
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Should I try another joke?
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No, I don't think so. [And if his worried look is indicative of anything, he's hoping that's the end of that, please don't try anything Saiduq.]
It might have something to do with our feelings. [A glance.] You seem to be content, while I'm not...that's something they might be able to sense.
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Hm...an interesting theory. ...It would not be unheard of, either, for there are spirits and demons which feed upon similar things.
[He remarks, quite casually at that. It's come up a lot of in his line of work.]
To test that theory...can you recall a pleasant memory?
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Event 023.exe;
William;
Not much you can do about it, if they think you're in danger. Just what are they? [He's curious to know, if only because Kevin seems like some kind of divine being.]
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Takeru;
No, I didn't see it. I'll protect the both of you if any of those ghosts come again...if something happened to Patamon before this, it's possible that he's not ready to evolve yet.
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Mitsuru;
It's not. The hole's somewhere around the Residential District...most of the ghosts have moved away, but it's not much safer than it is out here.
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Vietnam;
[Minato's sickened too beyond seeing the possessions of one of his friends- the blood, the trinkets...he had heard before about the sacrifices, but to see it being done even now was disgusting and he swallows, trying to contain his revulsion.]
I've heard of sacrifices before, but this is the first time I've seen an altar. [He's quiet, sticking to the facts as much as possible to avoid stirring his emotions.] ...It might have something to do with the spirits.
Re: Vietnam;
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Kirigiri;
[A solemn but firm nod follows- disturbed and upset as he felt, he couldn't just allow himself to dwell on this.]
Yeah, let's go. It's dangerous down here...we should head upwards.
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[The sound of something burning can still be heard briefly before fading away as Minato turns to face Shiho, catching sight what looks like a collar in turn.
He stands still, eyes wide as he registers who he's seeing in the mirror before lowering his head to avoid looking at the rest of the mirrors.]
...yeah, I'm okay. [Yet he seems devoid of his usual calm and more listless than usual.] What about you?
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Mitsuru;
[Mitsuru's telepathic message cuts through the effect the mirror has on him sharply, and it jars him enough that he needs a second or two to recollect himself even though she can't see him just yet.
He leans back against a wall before responding, taking utmost care to stare where he can't see his face.] I'm fine Mitsuru, but we should leave here at once. [His words are clipped yet lacking the subtle inflection he's given to, and he wonders if she's seen something she doesn't want to see too.
It could be about him...and he's not worth mourning over. ]
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Guess we can wrap up here?
Works for me!
Saiduq;
[All it takes is a few moments of silence for Minato to recollect himself, but he's nevertheless disturbed more by what he felt seeing his parents die all over again than the memory itself.
I couldn't save them... No one would have expected a child to have leaped in to pull his parents and he knows it, yet there's a pervasive feeling of emptiness as he recalls how nothing had mattered much like that, much like how he-
Minato dispels that thought with a shake of his head, biting a little on his lip. He knows what's going on too- The mask was clearly doing something to him and it's getting worse, something that might not seem all that apparent when he finally faces Saiduq with his characteristic stoic face on.]
Because we're friends? Come to think of it, you've always seem a little interested in me since we met.
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Guess we can wrap up here?
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Yeah. [Minato can't think of much to say to that, repulsed by the blood regardless of who it belonged to- whether a friend or a native, taking away someone's life for a sacrifice just sat wrongly with him for more reasons than one.
He's aware of Hiro circling around the altar from the sound of his footsteps, eventually straightening himself even as he continues to avoid taking in the details of the bloody structure.] ...There's another thing that bothers me. Shouldn't there be more blood on this altar if everyone who left was taken here to be sacrificed? [It seems like a rather off-hand and random observation from someone who shouldn't have seen much blood in his life, yet it's anything but. There's a distinct lack of inflection in the way he's asked that question not because of this sight per se, but because he'll never forget two deaths he's witnessed before that had involved blood.
Shinji. Mitsuru's father. A sacrifice would have been bloodier than the sight in front of them, wouldn't it? Some people get emotional talking about what disturbs them- Minato's the opposite, trying to separate what he feels from what he sees once more.]
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