[ Shirasu... Minato literally asked the same question as Hisoka, just worded differently. ]
Hisoka's shy, so you'll have to cut him some slack... But you're right that I can't do anything to change what's already happened. What were you going to do about it. There must be something we can help with.
[ We = him and Hisoka, since Hisoka was curious too ]
[and hopping back in so we don't totally screw tag order up it's fine... also it's because hisoka is the way he is.
anyway, minato just gets a disbelieving look.]
Shy, hm. Maybe he should be that way more often.
[then again, minato believes shirasu is a good person, so he'll allow him a lot of slack.]
There wasn't much to be done about the loss, as things were. If I survived the water, I may as well have died regardless-- there was nothing left there to live for.
I'd hoped that through being here, I might influence my home and change the results... but at this rate, I might not live to worry about that.
[Glancing off, Hisoka just makes a face. There's no fun in simply sitting down for a little heart-to-heart chat, Shirasu, damn. That's the point.
When his eyes slide back, he just smiles wide at Shirasu. He's shy, believe him? Minato is taking up for him. Nevermind they both know he's full of shit.]
I'm sure Minato would vouch for you at the end. Even if I don't think there will be a chance for picking and choosing.
If there's a way I could do it, anyways. It looks like we're both waiting to be dead...
[ And it's not just because they're here, passing time on a crowded hammock, but because they're to be dead back home regardless. Maybe that's why Minato can be as reckless as he wants; he's already dead, so who cares? ]
Hisoka... you were also hoping to fight somebody, weren't you? A thief... Shirasu and I could help.
I suppose that explains a lot about you, Minato-kun.
[he can't say he's been too much different. he's taken risks he wouldn't have, if he knew he had a life to return to, anything left back there to protect.
he raises a brow at hisoka at that mention, though, returning that same curious glance he'd been given earlier.]
A thief, hm. One who took something from you, or...?
[Hisoka makes a kind of "ah..." face at Minato. Telling his secrets! Ah well. They've both got one each already, so it's fine.]
Hmm. I'm afraid you can't help me there. You see, he's someone I want to fight on my own. [His eyes flicker up to Shirasu.] He's the leader of a group of thieves. The Phantom Troupe.
I tried to fight him before, but someone got in the way. It's been postponed. So that's why... I'm not here to give up. I'm not dead back home, and I don't plan on dying any time soon.
Even if things seem hopeless, there isn't any point in giving up the fight.
[Reaching up, his fingers wrap around the front of Minato's throat. They don't squeeze, and the nails don't bite, but they're there. He stares at Shirasu instead, the flat displeasure in his expression.
STOP LAUGHING.]
I'll have access to my Bungee Gum. I would have won here, too, if I could have used it.
[There’s no resistance in Shirasu getting his hands from around Minato’s neck. He probably wouldn’t have done anything anyway. Probably. Minato provides too much entertainment. Even being annoying about Xion.]
I’m still capable. My nen has just been restricted. [He glances down.] “Soul monsters”?
[once he's pulled that hand away, shirasu doesn't let go of his wrist, actually. he's just pinning it to the hammock to keep him from doing that again. stop being so touchy, you weirdass clown.]
Different manifestations of yourself, then...? I suppose that makes enough sense. There are multiple sides to anyone, after all.
[it's still a strange thought, though, and he looks a little contemplative. at least he already has the nen explanation and doesn't have to ask.]
I assume they'd also be different if manifested by other people, in that case.
[Please? Please. Knowing (speculating) the reaction he'll likely get, Hisoka slowly turns his wrist and laces their fingers together so they hold hands. Except his grip is extremely tight and not affectionate at all. He's trying to keep Shirasu there in awkwardness as long as possible.]
Ah.
[Minato with a Satan and Inugami Stand. That checks.]
How fun. I think I'd like to fight them if given the chance.
[ Minato not getting to hold hands with anybody, sad. ]
Mm, each person's Persona is different. Something like Kohryu for you, Shirasu. Hisoka's... probably something like Helel. My strongest Persona. Together with Satan, they bring the end of the world.
[ He mimes an explosion, complete with hand movements and sound effects. If anybody tried to fight him, they won't die, but only because Minato doesn't like killing. He doesn't really like fighting. ]
You wouldn't want to fight them, though... It would be over too quickly. You would lose and it'd be boring.
[just curse anna and take hisoka's other hand tbh?
shirasu gives him a flat look, but on weighing his options, he accepts it for now. he's not flipping this hammock with minato on it, so I guess they're holding hands now.]
You do realize saying that probably makes him want to fight them more...
[hisoka is just like that. he does look curious, though--]
[No, don't... Hold Shirasu's other hand. "anna minato has too hands" he's busy with the toy.]
Shirasu is right. I still want to fight them.
[He's just like that unfortunately. Even with Personas.]
Your strongest Persona? I like it. I don't know if I would want to bring the end of the world. I quite enjoy existing, you know. It's more entertaining that way.
[ Minato is never too busy for Hisoka, please. He takes Hisoka's other hand and laces his fingers too. It's affectionate. ]
The potential for mass destruction is there, but I like the world too.
[ Existing is a different matter, but the world is great. ]
Kohryu... is great for healing, for keeping alive. It's created by a cross spread with a sacrifice of four others, so in terms of skills, it can inherit every element. Kohryu's my most versatile Persona. Like how you can cook and walk on water, Shirasu.
I still wonder if you see me in the wrong light, Minato-kun...
[he really is not over being called good, and being assigned something that works well for healing, of all things...? his grip reflexively tightens on hisoka's hand, but he forces it to relax, after a moment.
shirasu shakes his head slightly, but he still looks a bit amused, too.]
But I do think that sort of versatility might suit me well.
[Ah. Hisoka makes a bit of a face, but it's mostly to himself, though Shirasu will know what the expression means (suffering) while Minato is too stupid and pure to understand. The way it should be, honestly.]
It seems as if Minato may know you better than you know yourself. [If he has to be forced to hold both their hands, he can at least bully Shirasu still.] He should join the circus and be a fortune teller.
Is this why you are the "wildcard"? Since you seem to have so many.
[ Minato's too busy smiling at Shirasu to notice Hisoka's suffering face, this is fine. He mostly finds it amusing that Shirasu doesn't think he's the healing sort, because there's more than one sort of healing. It makes Minato happy to see him, so there's that sort of healing too. ]
Mm, yeah. A Persona is a reflection of the self, and I guess I don't... really have a self. Something that strongly defines me. I'm not that great at figuring out others, anyways, so I'd rather be a lion trainer.
[Shirasu's hand gets a very firm squeeze; hie grip is so strong for a stupid clown with red hair and face paint and nails. And then he draws his hand away completely.]
Perhaps his self is simply made up of everyone else. [He gives Shirasu a fleeting glance.] Don't discourage him too much, Shirasu.
[ He's considered it, yeah, because he has no idea what sort of person he's like, supposedly likable, somewhat unreliable, very worrisome, and unfortunately stubborn. But all of that somehow doesn't say much about him at all. ]
Hmm... I think Hisoka's right. Being made up of everybody else... I learned a lot from the two of you, after all. Everybody that I met has an influence on how I am. So, the way I am now... thanks for making me the way I am.
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Hisoka's shy, so you'll have to cut him some slack... But you're right that I can't do anything to change what's already happened. What were you going to do about it. There must be something we can help with.
[ We = him and Hisoka, since Hisoka was curious too ]
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anyway, minato just gets a disbelieving look.]
Shy, hm. Maybe he should be that way more often.
[then again, minato believes shirasu is a good person, so he'll allow him a lot of slack.]
There wasn't much to be done about the loss, as things were. If I survived the water, I may as well have died regardless-- there was nothing left there to live for.
I'd hoped that through being here, I might influence my home and change the results... but at this rate, I might not live to worry about that.
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When his eyes slide back, he just smiles wide at Shirasu. He's shy, believe him? Minato is taking up for him. Nevermind they both know he's full of shit.]
I'm sure Minato would vouch for you at the end. Even if I don't think there will be a chance for picking and choosing.
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[ Blindly, but... he'll do it. ]
If there's a way I could do it, anyways. It looks like we're both waiting to be dead...
[ And it's not just because they're here, passing time on a crowded hammock, but because they're to be dead back home regardless. Maybe that's why Minato can be as reckless as he wants; he's already dead, so who cares? ]
Hisoka... you were also hoping to fight somebody, weren't you? A thief... Shirasu and I could help.
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[he can't say he's been too much different. he's taken risks he wouldn't have, if he knew he had a life to return to, anything left back there to protect.
he raises a brow at hisoka at that mention, though, returning that same curious glance he'd been given earlier.]
A thief, hm. One who took something from you, or...?
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Hmm. I'm afraid you can't help me there. You see, he's someone I want to fight on my own. [His eyes flicker up to Shirasu.] He's the leader of a group of thieves. The Phantom Troupe.
I tried to fight him before, but someone got in the way. It's been postponed. So that's why... I'm not here to give up. I'm not dead back home, and I don't plan on dying any time soon.
Even if things seem hopeless, there isn't any point in giving up the fight.
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Hm... we should ask Xion to help you train, once we call get out of this.
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he's also just stifling laughter at that callout, this is fine...]
Ah, perhaps. The only way to overcome a disadvantage is to face it more often, isn't it?
[he sounds so amused... bad.]
With any luck, you'll live longer at home than any of us did here.
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I don't require her assistance.
[Reaching up, his fingers wrap around the front of Minato's throat. They don't squeeze, and the nails don't bite, but they're there. He stares at Shirasu instead, the flat displeasure in his expression.
STOP LAUGHING.]
I'll have access to my Bungee Gum. I would have won here, too, if I could have used it.
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It's funny that the universe did that... If I had my soul monsters, I would not lose to anybody here.
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[what the fuck, you guys. he exhales a sigh, reaching up to try to dislodge hisoka's hand from minato's throat. stop that.]
But we're all on an even enough field for now.
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[There’s no resistance in Shirasu getting his hands from around Minato’s neck. He probably wouldn’t have done anything anyway. Probably. Minato provides too much entertainment. Even being annoying about Xion.]
I’m still capable. My nen has just been restricted. [He glances down.] “Soul monsters”?
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An even field, maybe... I wouldn't have been able to go up against either of you, though. Maybe Kazuaki. Definitely not Mary...
[ But he sits up now so he doesn't get strangled and so he can play with the toy again, just swinging the ball around like a chain mace. ]
As for soul monsters, "Personas" is what we called them. Manifestations of the self. I was mostly using Satan and Inugami. A noodle dog.
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Different manifestations of yourself, then...? I suppose that makes enough sense. There are multiple sides to anyone, after all.
[it's still a strange thought, though, and he looks a little contemplative. at least he already has the nen explanation and doesn't have to ask.]
I assume they'd also be different if manifested by other people, in that case.
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Ah.
[Minato with a Satan and Inugami Stand. That checks.]
How fun. I think I'd like to fight them if given the chance.
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Mm, each person's Persona is different. Something like Kohryu for you, Shirasu. Hisoka's... probably something like Helel. My strongest Persona. Together with Satan, they bring the end of the world.
[ He mimes an explosion, complete with hand movements and sound effects. If anybody tried to fight him, they won't die, but only because Minato doesn't like killing. He doesn't really like fighting. ]
You wouldn't want to fight them, though... It would be over too quickly. You would lose and it'd be boring.
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shirasu gives him a flat look, but on weighing his options, he accepts it for now. he's not flipping this hammock with minato on it, so I guess they're holding hands now.]
You do realize saying that probably makes him want to fight them more...
[hisoka is just like that. he does look curious, though--]
Kohryu, hm? What's that one like?
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Shirasu is right. I still want to fight them.
[He's just like that unfortunately. Even with Personas.]
Your strongest Persona? I like it. I don't know if I would want to bring the end of the world. I quite enjoy existing, you know. It's more entertaining that way.
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The potential for mass destruction is there, but I like the world too.
[ Existing is a different matter, but the world is great. ]
Kohryu... is great for healing, for keeping alive. It's created by a cross spread with a sacrifice of four others, so in terms of skills, it can inherit every element. Kohryu's my most versatile Persona. Like how you can cook and walk on water, Shirasu.
[ Versatile. ]
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[he really is not over being called good, and being assigned something that works well for healing, of all things...? his grip reflexively tightens on hisoka's hand, but he forces it to relax, after a moment.
shirasu shakes his head slightly, but he still looks a bit amused, too.]
But I do think that sort of versatility might suit me well.
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It seems as if Minato may know you better than you know yourself. [If he has to be forced to hold both their hands, he can at least bully Shirasu still.] He should join the circus and be a fortune teller.
Is this why you are the "wildcard"? Since you seem to have so many.
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Mm, yeah. A Persona is a reflection of the self, and I guess I don't... really have a self. Something that strongly defines me. I'm not that great at figuring out others, anyways, so I'd rather be a lion trainer.
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[thanks, he hates that.
he gives minato a slightly concerned look at his answer, though, brow furrowed just enough to be noticeable.]
Have you considered you may not see yourself entirely clearly?
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[Shirasu's hand gets a very firm squeeze; hie grip is so strong for a stupid clown with red hair and face paint and nails. And then he draws his hand away completely.]
Perhaps his self is simply made up of everyone else. [He gives Shirasu a fleeting glance.] Don't discourage him too much, Shirasu.
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Hmm... I think Hisoka's right. Being made up of everybody else... I learned a lot from the two of you, after all. Everybody that I met has an influence on how I am. So, the way I am now... thanks for making me the way I am.