[ Yato approaches Recolle High, a slip of paper in his hand. I'd like to make more friends, it says, signed by one Shouto. It's a name Yato has seen on Retrospec -- from a brief conversation they shared, no less -- and a quick online search was easily fruitful enough to tell him that Shouto is a small-bit actor, high school age.
The age difference might make things tricky, but Yato has plenty of high school age friends. The trickier part is that Shouto has, apparently, never experienced laughter in his life. What kind of depressed kid is this?? But all the more reason why he needs friends, Yato supposes.
School has just been let out, so his target could be anywhere. Yato leaps onto the school exit gate (he's getting pretty decent with his aim) and crouches to watch all the young faces flowing underneath. The vast majority of the student population doesn't even spare a glance at him, but that's fine. He's only here for one person... ]
[It's the middle of summer and most students don't hang out here all that often. Most of them are pretty allergic to the school if they don't have to be there, but Shouto doesn't have much against it.
He had a teacher ask for him to help them move something or other, so he's walking back out now. The heat is getting worse, and the power he's received from the app(?) isn't doing him any favors either. It's been a few weeks, but his control isn't complete yet. His left side seems to be wavering with the heat, but maybe that's just the light?
Either way though, he doesn't notice Yato standing up there.]
[ A kid's two-tone hair catches Yato's eye. Recognition strikes him instantly. The kid from the alleyway. And...
He glances at his phone, where IMDB is open to Shouto Todoroki's bust shot -- hair all one color. Slowly, he raises the screen until it's next to the kid's distant face. No wonder why he seemed a little familiar...
Yato thinks about hopping out of there. But a wish is a wish and, he reminds himself, a wish must not be made light of. Here he goes, then... ]
Shouto Todoroki.
[ If it's a case of mistaken identity, then maybe the kid won't look over. ]
[He perks up and looks over the moment he hears his name- and then he immediately regrets it.
Isn't that the guy from the alleyway? Those blue eyes are unmistakable, aren't they? In a world where blue is suddenly so rare it's hard to forget a feature like that.]
...
[Does he run? Does he just stand here? He didn't seem interested in attacking Shouto or the policeman that was there. Is that true now though? He doesn't know anything about this man except for what transpired in the alley.]
[ If it helps, Yato doesn't have his sword with him...
Now that he has Shouto's undivided attention, Yato snaps his phone shut and pockets it so that he can unleash his marketing pitch. So what if there's been a little unexpected development? Yato's mission remains the same! He stands proud and tall atop the gate, the light of the sinking sun a halo around his slim form. ]
Heaven has heard your prayer! I, the great god Yato, am here to deliver you from your discontent. Rejoice!
[The impression that he got from this guy from a few weeks ago and the impression this guy is making now... They feel like two very different people. But every person has different sides to him. His father is proof enough of that.
So Shouto still looks incredibly weary as he looks up at Yato.]
[ Shouto can look at Yato however he wants. No matter what, Yato is here to fulfill his wish! Yato is confident in his ability to disarm and appeal (for some reason), so he continues right along with his sparkling demeanor as if everything were going just as planned. ]
I was. Then I left. Tee-hee! I heard that you were in great need, Shouto Todoroki, so I rode on a divine wind to find you.
[ He hops down from the gate and lands in front of Shouto, light as a feather. Then he plants his hands on his hips with an imperial lift of the chin. ]
Oh, is that all? Like I said, my name's Yato. I'm a god of war! Sometimes, cutting stuff is just what I do.
[ There! Now Shouto knows who Yato is. Let the friendmaking commence. ]
If you ever need something cut up, I can help you with that too! And homework, and play, and if you ever need help practicing for an audition. I'm here for you!
["Is that all" he says. Like cutting off people's hands is just a normal thing to do? Maybe in an alternate life or something, but they're in a more-or-less normal world and people don't go around cutting other people.
He can't deny what happened in the alleyway, and reasonably if he got out of the police station, he could do it again. Which means that calling the police is a less reasonable thing than he'd like.]
[ ... Shouto? Why'd you suddenly start walking, Shouto?
But yea man, Yato can totally do silence. He's gonna silence the fuck out of Shouto. But not in the bad way. Juuuust gonnnaaaa aggressively walk next to Shouto and say nothing even though he has so much to say, all the way to Shouto's workplace. ]
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The age difference might make things tricky, but Yato has plenty of high school age friends. The trickier part is that Shouto has, apparently, never experienced laughter in his life. What kind of depressed kid is this?? But all the more reason why he needs friends, Yato supposes.
School has just been let out, so his target could be anywhere. Yato leaps onto the school exit gate (he's getting pretty decent with his aim) and crouches to watch all the young faces flowing underneath. The vast majority of the student population doesn't even spare a glance at him, but that's fine. He's only here for one person... ]
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He had a teacher ask for him to help them move something or other, so he's walking back out now. The heat is getting worse, and the power he's received from the app(?) isn't doing him any favors either. It's been a few weeks, but his control isn't complete yet. His left side seems to be wavering with the heat, but maybe that's just the light?
Either way though, he doesn't notice Yato standing up there.]
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He glances at his phone, where IMDB is open to Shouto Todoroki's bust shot -- hair all one color. Slowly, he raises the screen until it's next to the kid's distant face. No wonder why he seemed a little familiar...
Yato thinks about hopping out of there. But a wish is a wish and, he reminds himself, a wish must not be made light of. Here he goes, then... ]
Shouto Todoroki.
[ If it's a case of mistaken identity, then maybe the kid won't look over. ]
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Isn't that the guy from the alleyway? Those blue eyes are unmistakable, aren't they? In a world where blue is suddenly so rare it's hard to forget a feature like that.]
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[Does he run? Does he just stand here? He didn't seem interested in attacking Shouto or the policeman that was there. Is that true now though? He doesn't know anything about this man except for what transpired in the alley.]
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Now that he has Shouto's undivided attention, Yato snaps his phone shut and pockets it so that he can unleash his marketing pitch. So what if there's been a little unexpected development? Yato's mission remains the same! He stands proud and tall atop the gate, the light of the sinking sun a halo around his slim form. ]
Heaven has heard your prayer! I, the great god Yato, am here to deliver you from your discontent. Rejoice!
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So Shouto still looks incredibly weary as he looks up at Yato.]
I thought you were supposed to be in jail.
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I was. Then I left. Tee-hee! I heard that you were in great need, Shouto Todoroki, so I rode on a divine wind to find you.
[ He hops down from the gate and lands in front of Shouto, light as a feather. Then he plants his hands on his hips with an imperial lift of the chin. ]
From this day forward, you and I are friends!
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You... Go back to prison.
Also, that's not how friendship works.
[Also he's reaching into his pocket for his cell phone and taking a step back.]
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What do you need your phone for? You wanna commemorate the moment?
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I have no idea who you are. The first time I saw you, you cut off somebody's hands.
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[ There! Now Shouto knows who Yato is. Let the friendmaking commence. ]
If you ever need something cut up, I can help you with that too! And homework, and play, and if you ever need help practicing for an audition. I'm here for you!
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There's a long pause, and slowly, deliberately-]
Do you need to go to a mental ward...?
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[ Yato would not be out of place at a mental ward, but a crazy person isn't going to admit they're crazy?? ]
So where ya going? What're you up to?
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[It's true.
He can't deny what happened in the alleyway, and reasonably if he got out of the police station, he could do it again. Which means that calling the police is a less reasonable thing than he'd like.]
I have work in two hours.
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[ Bond is such a strong word sometimes. So is great. ]
Work, huh? What kinda role did you snag?
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[Shouto just how big is your grudge against your father...]
I have a reoccurring role as the captain of a rival baseball team.
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It's on the other side of town. I need to get there half an hour early.
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Well, let's go then. I'll walk you over!
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You don't have to do that.
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Let's see how true that is.]
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But yea man, Yato can totally do silence. He's gonna silence the fuck out of Shouto. But not in the bad way. Juuuust gonnnaaaa aggressively walk next to Shouto and say nothing even though he has so much to say, all the way to Shouto's workplace. ]