☽ Losses and Promises

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Characters: Kid Minato and ANIKIIIII Motochika
Location: idk middle district somewhere
Time: Evening
Style: First?
Status: Closed this time, sorry~

[He'd made a promise, and that was what was running through his mind as he walked with his head bowed slightly and his hands in his pockets. He'd made a promise to protect Selphie and she was missing.

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[treasurehunted]

[... It's a little strange how easy it is for Motochika to get around without making a sound, but he's lacking both anchor and parrot at the moment, so that may be it.

Minato gets a flick to the head while he's deep in thought. A simple gesture to get his attention.

Motochika doesn't even bother to say anything. Just a quirked brow and his thought bubble says it all-

'You look down, kid'.]

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[The flick does take him by surprise, and he blinks, startled a little. Seeing Motochika, he blinks, and his gaze automatically flicks to the thought bubble before dropping back down to the ground. His own thoughts are in disarray, too cram-packed to easily make sense of them.]

There's something or someone dangerous here. Who means harm to innocent people.

[Flashes of faces--Selphie and Mion--before his expression sets.]

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[Stuffing his hands back in his pockets, he thinks. And he recalls a few memories.

Innocent soldiers, both his men and people from another army, being impaled by arrows on a boat- it was meant to be a simple prisoner exchange but no.

Bastards.]

So? What're you gonna do about it?

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[He notes that, in a far back part of his mind, and well...keeps things in perspectives. Still whispers of failed promises in his own mind, despite this.

A breath.]

I suppose first I have to figure out who it is. I can't do anything until then.

[Even though the other has already made his (its?) moves. He knew it had.]

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[A grin. Oh, he'll take note of the thoughts but-]

Can't do much of anything with that face, kid.

S'not the right kind of fight to be looking for.

[Burned down villages- kids seeking revenge? That's the analogy going on in his mind right now.]

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No...revenge isn't the right way to deal with this. It wouldn't accomplish anything anyway.

[A quiet sigh. He's not the sort to go after revenge--he's not hot-headed enough.]

There has to be a way to stop it from harming other people, though.

[treasurehunted]

Sure.

If you don't get eaten by it too with a long face like that.

[There's this image of something remniscent of an Asian Loch Ness monster gobbling up Minato and swallowing him whole in Motochika's thought bubble.

If Minato's not specifying a gender, he's making it a sea monster.]

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[Sea...monster...

He blinks at the thought bubble before shaking his head, smiling slightly.]

Right. I don't plan on letting it get me; that wouldn't solve anything.

['Should've done this sooner' becomes clear for a moment--not a regret so much as a resigned understanding of the situation. Selphie...]

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[Rolling his eye, Motochika juts his thumb out behind him.]

Go big or go home. What, you lose your girlfriend to this terrible beastie?

['still hiding things' pops up in his thought bubble, which as returned to its convoluted state of thought clouds that resemble static]

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Ah-- no.

[A few images in his thoughts--dinosaurs and an exhausted Selphie--until he shakes his head.]

She is a friend, though, and...I did make a promise to protect her.

[...He takes his promises very seriously.]

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[... for a second he thinks of Keiji. Stupid pacifist and his love rants-]

Now you're thinking you didn't do your part.

[He'll just wait for confirmation.]

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[He considers this, the phrase popping up in his thought bubble with a question mark for a moment. And then a slow shake of his head.]

Somewhat. It's probably true that there was something I could have done, but it's also true that it would be impossible for me to protect her all the time.

[...'still hurts, though...' and 'promised...']

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[The bubble matches up with his mouth perfectly-]

Too much imposed logic.

It doesn't seem to be working, kid. You need a new tactic to deal with your guilt, disappointment- whatever you call it.

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[A simple '?'--for now, his Personas, as if sensing the mood, are silent.]

A new tactic?

[He's never been particularly good at dealing with guilt, other than to work harder to keep it from happening again--]

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Well if it's not working and you're still walking around town looking like the treasure you set your eyes on got pilfered by some other brute-

I'd say you need a new tactic. This is just dumb.

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[His mind--and his thought bubble--play that scenario out in some curiosity. Some other brute pilfering his treasure--

But then he blinks, and the image shifts away to a general hum of agreement.]

That's true. I should at least start looking for the culprit; it's difficult to say when it'll strike next.