[ Yato could go for a party platter of tacos himself... but that's beside the point. He taps the end of his pencil against his chin. Maybe the younger crowd is less prone to crazy hallucinomemories? ]
You know at least one person with weird powers. When I came in, you didn't notice me right away, did you?
[ Silently, suspiciously, Mafuyu narrows her eyes at Yato. No, she didn't notice, for trying to get her dog to sit still and shut up, for zooming in on those cupcakes before Yato himself. But that's... normal? She didn't think much of him suddenly turning up at her house in the first place, because he's always gone around doing whatever he wanted just like she does. ]
I didn't see you at all. You're saying... a friend of mine turned you invisible? Who is it?
[ It can't be Yato. Because she's normal, so he has to be normal. Because they're family. ]
[ ... Not quite connecting the dots, he sees. He can't really blame her. If she showed up saying she could fly, he'd be a little skeptical too. When you've known someone all your life, your perception of them resists change. ]
Well, it's more like I turned me invisible. Not on purpose. It's just how I am now. If Uncle and Auntie walked in right now, I doubt they'd notice me.
Mafuyu takes a step back, continuing to pin Yato down with a stare. How does one just accidentally turn himself invisible, and selectively at that? She'd like to believe him, but not without proof; it's with that amount of faith that she can give him some benefit of doubt and turn her head slowly towards the stairs, eyes staying on Yato the entire time. ]
MOM!! THERE'S A BURGLAR DOWNSTAIRS!! HELP!!!
[ Without missing a beat, "Use the kitchen knife!" dear mother shouts back from the floor above, and then silence. ]
[ Yato has no doubt that Mafuyu conditioned her mom to react this way... And honestly Yato wouldn't be as worried for Mafuyu as most high school girls her age if she encountered a burglar. The burglar might be more freaked out by her than she by him...
And upstairs they go! ]
Let me go up first.
[ He can walk around in his aunt's room and roll around on her bed and root through her stuff in front of her or something!! ]
[ It's a lazy Sunday morning and Mafuyu's mom is trying to keep it that way, sitting on her bed watching some sort of wuxia drama on the television set at the foot of her bed. There is a small bowl of strawberries next to her. As Mafuyu creeps up the stairs behind Yato, her mom glances briefly over at where the floorboards creak under Mafuyu's feet, and then pointedly back at the television as she turns up the volume.
Nice. Relaxing. Lazy. Sunday. She is determined. ]
Yato shuffles around to the back of his aunt's TV, pausing to peek out at her from behind it like maybe she might notice him after all. But when she doesn't seem to (he'd feel sadder about it if he weren't a man on a mission), he keeps on going to approach her from the other side and take like half her strawberries and jam them all in his mouth at once.
Cheeks stuffed, he shoots a super serious victory sign at Mafuyu from across his aunt/her mom. HE DID IT. ]
No way, because when Mafuyu tip-toes into the room, she barely gets a foot across the doorway when her mother picks up the pillow next to her and chucks it at Mafuyu's face. ]
—MOM. [ She shakes it off and charges forward unperturbed, jumping onto the foot of the bed and standing there, blocking the screen and staring down at her mother and Yato on the other side. ] Didn't you see Yaboku?
[ "...Yaboku who?" That's genuine confusion on her mother's face.
[ ... That was harsh, Auntie. Yato's chin stiffens, and then he scoops up the rest of her strawberries too. If he's her imaginary nephew, then she can enjoy her imaginary strawberries.
He's being way petty now, but he doesn't care. He's allowed to vent a little.
He makes his way out of the room, crossing and still evading his aunt's line of sight along the way. He'll meet Mafuyu in the hallway with his stolen fruit. ]
[ For a while, Mafuyu doesn't more from her spot on the bed. She didn't think her mother is the sort of person who would make that sort of joke, but more than that, her mother would definitely notice an entire bowl of strawberries missing, and before her mother can pin that on her, Mafuyu hops out of the room and doesn't pause as she grabs Yato by the wrist to drag him back downstairs so they can talk out of earshot. ]
Gimme some.
[ That's a useful power you have there, Yato, pettiness aside. ]
[ He wants to be on her wall!! He'll be on everyone's wall if they want him to be... Also they're family so why wouldn't she have a picture of him around the house! ]
It's got to be something fancy! Like velvet and gold and- and swords in the background!
[ We're going full-on medieval here, the only large portrait that immediately comes to mind for her/me is that one of Louis XIV in history textbooks, at least she got something out of going to school. ]
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... Who knows? Dangerous stuff might go on anywhere. It's best to be prepared! Don't you know anyone who's showing up with weird powers?
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[ Shrinking aside, Mafuyu's had a wonderfully bland SOL existence so far, it's been great. ]
Oh- I went out with Kaz once and he could eat half a party platter of tacos by himself. Is that sort of a weird power?
[ She ate the other half, but ]
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Only if he wasn't tootin' the place up afterward.
[ Yato could go for a party platter of tacos himself... but that's beside the point. He taps the end of his pencil against his chin. Maybe the younger crowd is less prone to crazy hallucinomemories? ]
You know at least one person with weird powers. When I came in, you didn't notice me right away, did you?
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I didn't see you at all. You're saying... a friend of mine turned you invisible? Who is it?
[ It can't be Yato. Because she's normal, so he has to be normal. Because they're family. ]
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Well, it's more like I turned me invisible. Not on purpose. It's just how I am now. If Uncle and Auntie walked in right now, I doubt they'd notice me.
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Mafuyu takes a step back, continuing to pin Yato down with a stare. How does one just accidentally turn himself invisible, and selectively at that? She'd like to believe him, but not without proof; it's with that amount of faith that she can give him some benefit of doubt and turn her head slowly towards the stairs, eyes staying on Yato the entire time. ]
MOM!! THERE'S A BURGLAR DOWNSTAIRS!! HELP!!!
[ Without missing a beat, "Use the kitchen knife!" dear mother shouts back from the floor above, and then silence. ]
...Ugh. Come upstairs with me.
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And upstairs they go! ]
Let me go up first.
[ He can walk around in his aunt's room and roll around on her bed and root through her stuff in front of her or something!! ]
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Nice. Relaxing. Lazy. Sunday. She is determined. ]
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Hey Auntie.
Yato shuffles around to the back of his aunt's TV, pausing to peek out at her from behind it like maybe she might notice him after all. But when she doesn't seem to (he'd feel sadder about it if he weren't a man on a mission), he keeps on going to approach her from the other side and take like half her strawberries and jam them all in his mouth at once.
Cheeks stuffed, he shoots a super serious victory sign at Mafuyu from across his aunt/her mom. HE DID IT. ]
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No way, because when Mafuyu tip-toes into the room, she barely gets a foot across the doorway when her mother picks up the pillow next to her and chucks it at Mafuyu's face. ]
—MOM. [ She shakes it off and charges forward unperturbed, jumping onto the foot of the bed and standing there, blocking the screen and staring down at her mother and Yato on the other side. ] Didn't you see Yaboku?
[ "...Yaboku who?" That's genuine confusion on her mother's face.
what
"Mafuyu, go outside and play with real friends."
why ]
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He's being way petty now, but he doesn't care. He's allowed to vent a little.
He makes his way out of the room, crossing and still evading his aunt's line of sight along the way. He'll meet Mafuyu in the hallway with his stolen fruit. ]
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Gimme some.
[ That's a useful power you have there, Yato, pettiness aside. ]
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Convinced? [ and he'll just jump right in now HERE GOES ] I guess I'm a god, so people don't see me the same way.
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God, huh? If you bring me strawberries every day, I'll worship you.
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Don't try to take advantage of me, brat. I don't need you to worship me. I just need you to...
[ He trails off. Whoops, he almost said something embarrassing. ]
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To what? Hang a picture of you on the wall and pray for your happiness?
[ That's not worshiping, that's mourning the dead. ]
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[ He wants to be on her wall!! He'll be on everyone's wall if they want him to be... Also they're family so why wouldn't she have a picture of him around the house! ]
You wanna? I'll get a portrait done.
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strawberries ]
Yeah, I'll do it! But I get to be in the picture too!
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but he'll probably get her some anyway now that he knows she wants them, cuz he spoils her too and is part of the problem ]
Okay! I'm gonna get the best frame! It'll be the picture to end all pictures!
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[ HE'D BETTER maybe it'll help her remember too, instead of wandering by her living room and wondering wtf is that picture
but yes, a large ornate golden frame with a life-sized picture of her and Yato, it'll go right above the mantlepiece ]
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[ this is getting deep ]
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[ DENIED ]
It's got to be something fancy! Like velvet and gold and- and swords in the background!
[ We're going full-on medieval here, the only large portrait that immediately comes to mind for her/me is that one of Louis XIV in history textbooks, at least she got something out of going to school. ]
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WHY DOES EVERYONE SLAM TRACKSUITS SO MUCH. But Yato is okay with fancy. He can do fancy. ]
... Fine! I can probably find some outfits to borrow.
[ Like from a theatre group or something. He'll return it ok. ]
I call dibs on being the king!
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If you're king, I get to be the god raining hellfire from above!
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... Okay! It'll take some ingenuity, but you got it!
[ Wires?? A ladder? A green screen?? He'll smuggle it all! ]
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