[Closed] Time For Closure!

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Who: Yamato Hotsuin drakenguard and Ideo Hazama putonagoodshow
Where: Sagittarius Labs
When: Backdated to the 11th March
Summary: Yamato's Daddy Issues Conclusion! Cerberus Summoning! Hideousness of what happens when being raised by a star alien!
Warnings: Alcor is involved so expect lots of anger, bitterness and...anger. Also I tl;dr'd

Yamato was pretty certain that he had hit rock bottom at this point.

Before Animus, Yamato had a somewhat tight hold over his demons. After some initial hiccups here and there, he had found a stable position within this new life here - he had a job, he had routine, he knew where to sharpen his abilities on the wild demons during the 13th hour, he had...some people who he could converse with when he was in the mood to. It was not like being Chief of JP's, but it was better than rotting in the ground being dead, so he hadn't complained.

Then the Tower disrupted everything.

Nyarlythotep... even if Yamato told himself, logically, to disregard everything that came out of that creature's mouth, they still wormed into his brain. Intellectually, Yamato knew that his issues with Alcor were petty and childish. Rationally, Yamato knew that this was a grudge he shouldn't be clinging to anymore, something that he should release and move on from.

He knew all this, and yet...

Hah, well his actions these past few days proved how imbalanced he was by Nyarlthotep's words. If even Shijima noted how he was acting was embarrassing (although he didn't say that it was implied), then Yamato had a problem - if he was drinking himself stupid and ranting to Alcor before vomiting on him... he definitely had an issue.

So he needed to settle it.

Of course, Yamato needed some sort of anchoring system to ensure he wouldn't stray from the path he was going to set himself. He could ask his sister, but, she had not been with him these past months, and he felt a bit awkward asking her for help in this. She would, most likely not understand, and would be a bit too gungho in handing out physical punishment. No, he needed something he had security in controlling, but was firm enough to help him keep his own rules.

He needed Cerberus back.

However, summoning across alternative dimensions was new territory for him, and he had been intending on visiting Ideo to restart his working hours (obviously, upon return from Animus, he had pulled his untouched holiday weeks to just recover). A busy mind would help him stop dwelling, which was half of the problem whenever Alcor was involved. Overthinking and dwelling... it made him paranoid and irrational. So he left for Sagittarius labs in the morning - where everyone would still be asleep and only Ideo would get to see his less than stellar state.

Awesome.

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[putonagoodshow]

That was when things got a little weird, at least for poor Yamato. Ideo simply held out his free hand, as if expecting Amon to take it or something of the sort. Instead, the demon flashed, warped and twisted, it's energies leaving the circle and banding itself to the teen's hand. Upon closer inspection, it seemed the demon had taken the form of a ring of some kind.

Ideo flexed his hand gently as the energies calmed down, looking at the simple band now adorning his glove. The ring was made from a material like that of a black scrying mirror, it seemed, with a small, clear reflective stone in the middle.

"...thank you." He was a bit woozy, and his hand felt prickly from the familiar touch of the demon, but the smile on his face was calm and genuine.

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As soon as Amon had left the circle, and fully taken its form as a ring, Yamato released the circle entirely. He grunted a bit from exertion, not even fazed by the strange event that just occurred, and slowly let go of Ideo's hand, feeling a sort of snapping feeling at their spiritual energies unsyncing.

The circle was just chalk again, but reusable, although probably a bit overkill for Cerberus. Yamato was going to take a breather though, because ah, that had taken a surprising amount of effort. He could normally do multiple summonings in a row, but for the past fortnight, he hadn't been treating his body well...

A healthy body meant healthy spiritual endurance, and Yamato felt like he was beginning to run on empty.

"It is done, then. That was easier than I thought it would be," Yamato said, lifting a hand to rake it through his hair.

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Ideo went to respond to Yamato, but the loss of their hand-hold felt...premature, and the unsyncing of their energy...he felt emptier than he had in a long, long time.

It was that itself that made his knees buckle together, almost collapsing but catching himself before he made an embarrassing mess of himself. Ideo managed to plop himself down, safely, on the lab floor with something like a laugh. "I'd think you would be grateful for that." Ugh, not even Amon's power pushing against his own felt the same as Yamato's. This was going to become an embarrassing point of longing. "I'm...I apologize. For being such a novice." And weak. And tired. And potentially attracted to your power like an incubus to a Bel-class demon.

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Yamato made a semi-sharp turn when Ideo suddenly sat on the floor, just making sure he hadn't been collapsing, before relaxing a bit, half-tempted to take a seat himself. He smiled a little wearily, and dug his hand into his pocket, taking out Ideo's glove.

"It's fine. For one who has been self-taught, you have done admirably," he said, holding out the glove. Unlike Kaito and the others, who had a massive handicap in the form of the Demon Summoning App, which did the majority of the heavy lifting, Ideo started from scratch and was doing it the old-fashioned, soulfully exhausting way. Of course, he blundered and made a mistake, but the fact he wasn't dead yet was a miracle in and of itself.

[putonagoodshow]

Ideo took the glove with a smile, pulling it on in one, efficient motion. Less efficient were his flustered attempts at adverting his eyes from Yamato's when he got complimented. He wasn't really shy or above praise, but after that kind of spiritual experience...his ears were red enough to be glowing from embarrassment.

"Ah," was all he managed to say, of course, due to being bashful. "I still appreciate your help. I've never...done that before."

.~*U WUZ HIZ FURST*~.

[drakenguard]

~HE'S SAY THE SAME BUT SORRY HE ALREADY DID THAT WITH HIS SISTER AND MAYBE ALCOR THAT'S NOT WEIRD OR ANYTHING RIGHT~

"Hm? Syncing? Did it feel strange?"

Yamato was aware that on some level, it was probably weird for first timers - but Yamato had always been sync'd with Miyako, and it was something that was rather old hat to him. Of course, it had been different doing it to someone who wasn't his sister - Ideo had felt different, and had to be approached differently... and he had been quite, hm, he wasn't quite sure what the word was. With Miyako it was like a collision of waves that created a bigger wave, with Ideo...

Ah, he'd mull on it later.

"In any case, it was no trouble, in fact, it was quite informative. It's shown that we can summon demons from our respective worlds with a normal summoning circle." And speaking of, Yamato got his second wind! Time to give Cerberus a crack.

[putonagoodshow]

Ideo shook his head no a little too quickly at that question, but was luckily spared explaining any further when Yamato continued the more pressing subject at hand. Ideo curled his knees to his chest, resting his chin on them as he thought.

"The multiverse at large may in fact contain some of the answers we seek, then. If demons themselves are pulled from the infinite of possibilities, then it would be much like people drawn here- we, thus, are the 'demons' of gods, and the 'gods' of demons. If true, this could be a fascinating point of study."

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"Yes," Yamato agreed, his gaze lowering slightly in thought. That was something to ponder, wasn't it? A sort of heirarchy, then? Servants of humans, who in turn were servants of gods. Yamato wasn't galled by such a thing - he had long come to terms of being viewed as nothing more than a pawn to move across a chessboard, so the thought of being involved in some scheme by them didn't even make him blink.

He chuckled suddenly, turning to the summoning circle. "I wouldn't be surprised. We do have a contract with Philemon after all, correct?" he lifted his hand, and the markings on the circle started to glow. Unlike with the summoning of Amon, which took a bit of preparation or timing, Yamato's movements looked automatic, and his expression relaxed, clearly not needing to focus much at all.

He could feel Cerberus respond to his call before he even finished, as if he had been eagerly awaiting him summons. Ah, so the contract didn't break upon his death? That, or had Cerberus had just been loyally waiting for him even through death. He wasn't sure which one it could be, as beast demons were not exactly bright.