Minato | Open | 088

[messianic]

a

[Look, he's a Persona protag. So maybe you're having some difficulty with something--anything from looking for something to dropping things to carrying groceries and who knows what else--and after a moment of observing, he has to come over, hands tucked into his pocket and voice quiet, to ask:]

Is there anything I can help with?

[Protags gotta protag, after all; he just wants to be useful, okay!!!]

b

[Alternatively, he also seems to always find himself in these situations and can't seem to say no.... which is a life skill that would probably benefit him to learn but one he will never quite manage. HE...TRIED....

Probably.

But it's almost Easter and that's why he was dragged into helping with an easter egg hunt, wearing a stupid-ass costume complete with bunny ears and looking very puzzled about it (if you can tell beneath the lineface).

He's also, more importantly, kind of struggling to juggle all of the eggs he's supposed to be painting while more are dumped onto him by other overworked volunteers, and with paint on his face and hands and a paintbrush in his mouth as backup while he tries to paint colorful designs on one of the many eggs in his hands, he...

... Probably has bitten off more than he can chew.

Help.]

c

[if you want to see him shoot himself in the head make up a battle prompt or just tell me and i'll come up with one, it'll be Fun.]

wildcard

[Come up with your own prompt or consider one of these OR WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY.]

Comments

[dynamighty]

Are you busy right now? I mean, if you are, we can always schedule a time and a place, but--

[ RIGHT NOW IS SO CONVENIENT. ]

[messianic]

[You know, who is he to argue the hopes and dreams of middle schoolers.]

No, now is fine.

[Probably!! He'll be back to the dorm before dark so there's no big deal probably.]

I didn't have any plans, so you're helping me out too.

[dynamighty]

Really? I always thought high-schoolers always had something they had to take care of. [ Judging from his uniform, anyway. ] But that's perfect! Our shop isn't too far from here.

[messianic]

[... Yeah, he's got like 5000 things but it's fine, this is fine.]

Don't worry. Everything else can be taken care of later, so I think this is fine. Is there anywhere in particular we need to go for this?

[dynamighty]

Yep--! But don't worry, I'll lead the way.

[ Can she just take his hand and haul him, she sure is doing this-- ]

[messianic]

[Well he's not going to tell her no, so--sure, lead the way, small but fierce middle schooler.

Minato is kind of placid about this, as with most things.]

... So why do you want to be a fashion designer, if you don't mind me asking?

[He may as well learn more about his new...friend? Yeah, let's go with that.]

[dynamighty]

"Why"...?

[ Huh. She doesn't usually get asked that right off the bat, or at least not in that manner. ]

People can't change their personalities that easily... but sometimes, if they feel like a change, a new outfit can make them feel like a different person and give them the extra push they need to feel confident.

Seeing how amazing clothes are... I thought I definitely wanted to be a part of making that happen.

[messianic]

[He has to know for social link purposes.

But also because he wants to know, and he finds himself smiling slightly at the answer.]

That's a very admirable outlook.

[Someone so warm and so full of life, wanting to help others with their confidence...it's nice.]

I think someone like you can definitely make that happen.

[dynamighty]

[ Wow, what are these weird little yellow musical notes popping out of her that she can't see?? MAGIC.

That aside, she's beaming. ]

You'll be able to witness it firsthand for yourself soon enough! What kind of clothes do you like, Minato-san?

[messianic]

[Oh good he picked the right dialogue option--

That is.]

Hm, me...? I guess I usually wear pretty simple things. My friend keeps telling me that I should dress up a bit more.

[To impress older women.

Thanks Kenji.

This is why nobody listens to you.]

[dynamighty]

... Yeah, I could see you cleaning up pretty nicely. Although that's what I'm here for.

[ YOU GONNA LOOK GOOD. ]

[messianic]

[Thanks...small child...]

... Really?

[How ominous.... somehow...]

What do you have in mind?

[dynamighty]

You'll see when we get there!

[ But that's within the next five minutes, and she's tugging him inside of a cute little store that simply says "Fairy Drop". One that apparently seems to be filled to the brim with very fashionable clothing and accessories, thank you very much. ]

[messianic]

[Hm... Well, he's going along with it, but he's not sure about dressing up like a fairy.]

Will I be as fashionable as pixie this way?

[It's a joke.

Just.

A really deadpan one.]

[dynamighty]

... Pixie?

[ Huh. ]

I mean, if you want to go that route, but I don't think it'd really bring out your features...

[ what, did he think she was going to shove him into a Tinkerbell outfit? ]

[messianic]

... No, I'd rather not. It was a joke.

[SERIOUSLY... please don't.]

I'll trust your judgment.

[dynamighty]

Got it! Then please take your jacket off and I'll start taking measurements.

[messianic]

Yes, ma'am.

[He sure isn't going to argue with the adorable but fierce middle-schooler. The coat comes off! Now it's just the dress shirt and slacks, and of course his ever present mp3 player and headphones.]

[dynamighty]

[ Erika hums in satisfaction and grabs her measuring tape; while she could probably figure it out by staring at him as intently as she'd done to Yuri, boys are a little trickier to guess, so she figures it's better to rely on the more traditional method this time around.

So measuring it is, and she's quiet for the most part, only asking him to raise his arms to shoulder level or to tell him to remain still. When she draws back, she's beaming. ]

Perfect. You're really slender, you know that?

[messianic]

[He remains patient, allowing her to measure as she pleases--though there's really nothing that can be done about his slouch, or the fact that his hands return to his pockets whenever she's not explicitly telling him to move his arms.]

... I work hard on my figure.

[Deadpan.

It's real deadpan.

Though the expression on his face is perfectly level.]

[dynamighty]

... Except for the part where you suck at standing up straight.

[ Erika will tell it like it is. ]

[messianic]

[Trust Erika to be blunt as can be.]

Oh.

[...Hm.]

Is that bad?

[Obviously, Minato]

[dynamighty]

Of course it's bad! Not only is it bad for your back but no one's going to want to buy clothes if the model looks like he can't stand confidently in them!

[messianic]

[Whoa, fierce!!!

Obligingly, Minato tries to stand up straight.]

Sorry, I didn't realize. Is this better?

[At least it's an improvement, but who knows how long that will last.]

[dynamighty]

Much-- but at this point, we're going to have to make sure you can hold that stance when you're walking.