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destinystrings2012-11-09 05:40 pm
drakenguard) wrote in destinystrings2012-11-09 05:40 pm
05 - MECHA-HYDRA: RISE UP
Who: Yamato Hotsuin and YOU
Where: Virgo Ward
Summary: Yamato's upgraded. He's making a hydra out of metal cutlery this time
Warnings: You can almost track the gradual loss of sanity.
As Scorpio District is still getting cleaned up after the insanity that was The Event, Yamato had to get his 'supplies' from somewhere that was a bit more generic in terms of wares. Yes, yes, shocking that someone as serious and work-minded as Yamato would go out and do some more arts and crafts, but the thing was...
He actually enjoyed it.
It was a private joy, and no doubt if someone asked him about it he would stone cold deny it without hesitating, but he felt he could indulge in it once in a while. It wasn't like he had anything else to do in his free time (which had thankfully lessened now that he had a job with Ideo in the labs...), so he felt no guilt in wasting his time on it.
So in the Virgo ward, Yamato bought a box of metal cutlery. You heard right. Metal cutlery. He was going to try and out do his earlier project of plastic dragons, and make metal dragons. Bending the metal was a bit harder than the plastic - although it was less likely to snap - but Yamato was quite strong physically (even if he had to use magic to be so) so it wasn't anything too difficult.
Bug him, or simply interested in buying one? Feel free to approach! He is just sitting on one of the few tables outside a café, cup of coffee the only thing fuelling his busy fingers.
Where: Virgo Ward
Summary: Yamato's upgraded. He's making a hydra out of metal cutlery this time
Warnings: You can almost track the gradual loss of sanity.
As Scorpio District is still getting cleaned up after the insanity that was The Event, Yamato had to get his 'supplies' from somewhere that was a bit more generic in terms of wares. Yes, yes, shocking that someone as serious and work-minded as Yamato would go out and do some more arts and crafts, but the thing was...
He actually enjoyed it.
It was a private joy, and no doubt if someone asked him about it he would stone cold deny it without hesitating, but he felt he could indulge in it once in a while. It wasn't like he had anything else to do in his free time (which had thankfully lessened now that he had a job with Ideo in the labs...), so he felt no guilt in wasting his time on it.
So in the Virgo ward, Yamato bought a box of metal cutlery. You heard right. Metal cutlery. He was going to try and out do his earlier project of plastic dragons, and make metal dragons. Bending the metal was a bit harder than the plastic - although it was less likely to snap - but Yamato was quite strong physically (even if he had to use magic to be so) so it wasn't anything too difficult.
Bug him, or simply interested in buying one? Feel free to approach! He is just sitting on one of the few tables outside a café, cup of coffee the only thing fuelling his busy fingers.
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"Because I want to," Yamato replied after a brief pause, moving his hands away from the completed dragon, the metallic surface glinting in the afternoon light. "Do I need any other reason?"
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Motivation was all well and fine, and everyone pushed themselves to toil away at their dull jobs and their assigned roles and their routine duties (there was nothing wrong with that either) but if you couldn't simply do things for the pleasure of them, an already short life might veer into a pointless, tedious course until the moment of death. Which was saddening to him.
Sorry, did he sound philosophical for a moment there? He took a step step closer, leaning forward a little to examine the mythical creature crafted out of metal cutlery on the table, admiring it silently. He hadn't been exposed to much variation in new things before, and neither of his hosts had harbored much interest in the arts.
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"As you seem so interested in it, you may have it if you wish."
It wasn't like Yamato was interested in keeping them - he had very little room in his apartment for personal knick-knacks after all.
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If this was Persona 4, there'd be that little cheerful burst of flowers floating over his head for a few seconds."Truly? That's quite generous of you," Pharos thanked him and reached out to grab the sculpture with his own hands, careful to avoid any sharp edges on its metallic surface as he pulls it closer to himself.
He had never had a material possession of his own before, and while he was unsure of what exactly to do with it, Pharos likes it. But he doesn't have anything to offer in return of equal value for the gift... Maybe he could repay the favour later on. "Thank you."
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He set the dragon of metal cutlery back down on the table with a clink, and looked up, blue eyes cheerful in their otherworldly vividness. "Are you making more?"
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Yamato began swiftly bending and manipulating the metal of the spoons, since these made up the body beneath the plastic cups. He paused after a few though, flexing his fingers. Although he was using magic, he was still putting a slight strain on them.
"Who are you?"
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At some point, he had sat down on one of the spindly café chairs at the table, and now Pharos props his chin up with his hands on his cheeks and his elbows resting on the table. He pays attention to the older man's artistic process avidly, but his eyes remain on Yamato's face.
"Pharos. I'm Pharos."
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"You hold a strange power about you. Are you a demon?"
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"Actually, the term used for what I am in my universe is a 'Shadow,'" Pharos answered. The Thirteenth Arcana was never supposed to be, born of the union of the Arcana Shadows, Son of Nyx, herald of the Fall, and so on.
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...whatever he was, Yamato was going to keep a close eye on him. He didn't seem hostile, but, well, beings of a supernatural nature enjoyed having a contrary personality. Calm one moment, raging and hissing the next. He'd like to be paranoid than caught off guard.
"Do you know someone called Minako Arisato?"
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"We're old friends," he revealed casually. Their time together had been a long, fruitful one with an unwilling beginning, and while he could only communicate to his host successfully during the last months of it, he felt it certainly more than qualified for him to say he knew her.
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Yamato considered, his eyes narrowing in thought. He didn't wholly trust Minako, obviously, but he trusted her enough not to stab him in the back in the midst of battle. She seemed like one of those irritatingly honourable sorts anyway.
"Old friends...how long have you known her?"
Yamato does not understand boundaries.
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"Yes."
His hands drop from his pale cheeks to join his elbows resting on the smooth table, hands folding over each other and fingers lacing together. The being that appeared to be young deliberates for a couple of seconds, slow and pondering, over his answer before offering in a seamlessly cracked sort of way, "We've been together for a little over a decade."
And Pharos had left. But that was alright... They would always be friends, after all. A part of him would remain to aide them. And he'd found them, both of them, here again. That was nice. Just being around Minako and Minato was nice. He'd be sad if he had to leave once more.
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However... "Do you also know a Minato Aristo?" he asked after a pause, a sudden realisation occurring to him. He had been aware of Minako and Minato's curious similarities in names, but their personalities and physiology seemed dissimilar enough for it to be a coincidence - but Yamato didn't believe in coincidences.
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They shared a common soul, after all, and he had resided in both of them regardless of which universe they had existed within. Two sides of the same coin, and all that. The only humans he had ever befriended in his long, long existence. His first friends.