(video) a lil game moment

[invinciblemikey]

(manjiro comes into the camera, wearing his gang uniform with the words 'president' stitched, loud and proud. he sighs a little, but there's a smile on his lips before he speaks.)

I ain't into being strangers. Let's talk about ourselves with a single word and go from there. I'll start.

Motocyclist.

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[izanagis]

[...That's...a good question.]

I don't think so. Moving around all the time...it gets lonely, when you have to keep uprooting everything.

[invinciblemikey]

Then what do you want to do? Any ideas-- actually, how old are you?

(HE FORGOT TO ASK.)

[izanagis]

I haven't thought much about it. I figured I'd finish high school first and see what interests me.

[aka he's a nerd with a lot of interests]

17. You?

[invinciblemikey]

I think that's fair.

... Fifteen. Ain't even in high school yet, but I don't think I'd pass those damned entrance exams, so I might as well just drop out.

[izanagis]

If you could pass them, would you want to?

[He doesn't get the impression that Mikey cares much about academics, but maybe he's wrong.]

[invinciblemikey]

Maybe. Depends on where everyone is studying.

(so, not about academics.)

[izanagis]

You have friends you want to stay close to?

[He definitely gets that.]

[invinciblemikey]

Of course. The upper members of the Manji are all my close friends.

(so, the vice president, captains, vice-captains.)

[izanagis]

You want to keep the group together? I can understand that.

[invinciblemikey]

We are not all in the same school. It's more like-- being with them would make it less boring. Either way, not important, I don't think school is a priority right now.

[izanagis]

That's true, I think.

[Yasogami had been much more lively with friends, too. He frowns a bit at that last point -- Mikey probably means back home, but it's hard to overlook the obvious,] Certainly not with all of us being here, at least.

[invinciblemikey]

Or, like, ever.

(but yeh, sure, nerd.)

What's good here, anyway?

[izanagis]

It's nowhere near as lively as Tokyo.

[A knowing look. He's a city boy too, after all.]

The beach is nice, though. Some people have set up activity clubs in town, and there's a few businesses, too.

[invinciblemikey]

... Activity clubs? Like what?

[izanagis]

Cooking, sewing... there's a club for teens with "unusual abilities," too.

[his expression indicates that he knows it sounds pretty wild]

[invinciblemikey]

... Like you?

(he's still thinking about that persona thing, sir.)

[izanagis]

[Ah, you caught him.] Yeah, like me.

[At least he finally figured out how to get them working again.]

[invinciblemikey]

So there are others like you. That's interesting. As far as I know, that kinda shit don't exist where I'm from, none of it.

(AS FAR AS HE KNOWS BEING THE KEY POINT.)

[izanagis]

It's not supposed to exist where I'm from, either. We all kept it secret because no one would believe us.

[Pro tip: don't tell your detective uncle that you're going into the TV to stop a murder by fighting shadow monsters with brain demons. It's not going to end well.]

[invinciblemikey]

Supposed to doesn't mean it doesn't, right? Just means that before it, you could have said the same thing as I did...

(tho... nothing about yu, it's just mikey's body realizing that he's done eating... he's starting to look real drowsy... he might literally sleep on this table, like he does EVERY TIME HE EATS.)

[izanagis]

You're probably right.

[Wow, why are all his friends such sleepy bitches? He tilts his head a bit.]

Is it past your bedtime?

[invinciblemikey]

(sorry, yu, he gives very little shits, he'll push things around so he can use his forearms as pillows... and rest against it.)

Food makes me sleepy, sleep-- hungry.

[izanagis]

[That...that makes sense, weirdly. He nudges Mikey a bit, pushing his chair out from the table.]

C'mon. Where are you staying? It's probably more comfortable than the table.

[invinciblemikey]

... ZzzzZzzz...

(good luck, yu.)

[izanagis]

[He passed out, right there on the table...

Yu...still doesn't know where he lives...

...

He goes to the counter, pays for a coffee and the cookie Mikey requested before (... with extra tip, for taking up the table this long), and picks out a book from the communal shelf near the register. It's not like he's just going to leave him there alone.]