We never get respect, never a fair trial

[revengeslance]

Who: Ken and Shinji
When: August 27, afternoon
Where: P3Place
Summary: An intensely awkward conversation between a shota and the guy he can't stand
Warnings: Fail and awkward. Oh, and P3 spoilers

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[revengeslance]

"I dunno why they work. Doesn't Minako-san have to go to school soon too?" As far as he knew, Mitsuru, Akihiko, and Shinji were the only ones who might not need to. But with time being weird, Ken wasn't really sure of much anymore. Maybe he'd actually ask someone what day it'd been for them before they got here and make sense of things after hearing what they had to say.

Ken stayed quiet as Shinji thought over his suggestion. Had he said something good or something wrong? Shelters probably didn't mean going to school, or so he thought. What did he know, if he was just a kid to everyone else?

He stood up, stretched, and only went into the kitchen because Roland's treats were in there. "Weekends only isn't enough time, especially if I'm not allowed to use my Persona very much. I don't have space to practice alone like I did in the dorms either." Ken grabbed a few treats from the bag they were in and sighed. "I'll ask Sanada-san about the other things though."

Ken hesitated before turning around, the question of dates and points in time suddenly very heavily on his mind. Should he ask now or wait for someone he got along with better to get home first?

[weaktobullets]

"...I think you're the only one going to school here," Well, it was true. Akihiko and Mitsuru had graduated, Shinji was at least a year and a half behind, not accounting for all the not-paying-attention he did when he had actually shown up, and Minako... They hadn't spoken about it, but he had seen her commenting on the network. He couldn't say he blamed her, either. Hell, he was amazed at how much she managed to care despite being dead, really; it was something he just couldn't seem to manage sometimes. "And they work 'cause this ain't like the dorms and we don't got the Kirijo group funding us."

He glanced over out of the corner of his eye as Ken walked over, shifting so that he could keep an eye on the kid,. He wasn't nervous around Ken or anything-- he just preferred knowing what he was doing, especially in such proximity. "Maybe you can find a place to practice during the day. You can't be staying up all night all the time." After all, they tended to stay out well into the Darkness sometimes.

"Not like there's much to fight here besides the monsters, anyway." And himself. But hopefully it wouldn't come to that.

[revengeslance]

"That's kinda weird," he muttered. Minako, if she was anything like Minato, still had a year to go, right? Ken knew nothing about what the future had in store for her, or for any of them. "I still think you should work too." If Shinji worked, Ken would have to be around him less and that was perfectly fine with him.

Ken wouldn't think about hurting Shinji until October 4, even though he really wanted to. It'd been just a day away at home and the waiting made him want to explode from tension at times. This just wasn't fair. "I'll try to find somewhere, Shinjiro-san. I know I can't stay up all night once school starts."

[weaktobullets]

He shrugged at the 'weird' comment. It made sense for him-- but then again, he knew more than Ken did. Besides, University for Aki and Mitsuru would take funds and eliminate some of their income simply due to time constraint-- and for what? It wasn't as though anything earned here would be acknowledged back home. As Ken mentioned he should work, though, he scoffed.

"...Told you, I'm no good at that sort've thing. Only thing I'd manage to do is piss everyone off." Himself, potential employers, anyone he had to deal with, and probably housemates upon returning home. He just didn't have the right disposition or temperament, as far as he was concerned, so why bother trying?

Again he rolled a shoulder. "You still got weekends. Hell, there's probably other kids pulled here that want to practice shit too, who knows."

[revengeslance]

"You could go to school too, right?" he wondered before he turned to leave the room. Ken didn't know what else to say right now and he wanted to just go quiet again until other people were at home to mediate the entirely weird way all of this conversation felt.

"And I'll think about finding other kids. Maybe they'll be nice."