According to what Wolf-san, Rabbit-san and Fox-san said... The six of you sacrificed your own memories so ours wouldn't be lost as soon as we arrived, right? Truly, you've already done so much.
[She sounds genuinely appreciative. Even if she, uh, freezes up a little when trying to come up with something to talk about. What is a good, non-stupid way to start a conversation with your leader? Help.]
Um, well... Honestly, I have some questions I'd like to ask. But why don't we begin with something easy, such as our likes or dislikes? You can ask me any questions you'd like as well.
We did. It feels weird to take credit for that, though. It's not like there was another option?
[ hmmm. ]
You can ask me anything anytime, but okay! Let's get to know each other first. We should get comfortable. [ they grab yoshizawa's hand and, if she lets them, lead her a bit further away before taking out two cushions?? from their robes?? and placing them on the ground before flopping down. probably still dragging yoshizawa with them, ] Okay, I've got a good first one! What's your favorite color?
[She was under the impression they could have left them to rot, but...? Hmm. She will allow them to lead her by the hand, however! She will even mumble a quiet "thank you" as she's pulled down into the other cushion. NPC hammerspace... Amazing.]
Oh! It's blue. [Easy enough, despite how much red she actually wears. And a little tentatively, considering the whole memory situation:] And yours? Do you recall your favorite color?
And let you guys suffer and potentially aid in the end of all worlds? What kind of choice is that?
[ so, yes, a choice, but not one that was any good according to them. swan's responding smile at yoshizawa's worry is soft, though ]
I do, that's why I started with it! We mostly remember our likes and dislikes, and stuff we were familiar with that the others might not have been, but it's like... there's a lost connection, I guess. It's hard to explain aaaand kind of a downer. [ they chuckle, a little awkward ] A-ny-way, my favorite is purple! So there you go, now we know one thing about one another that isn't our names.
No choice at all. But, I understand not all people in the world would agree with us. [Some people just want to watch the world burn, after all.
Anyway, I can't believe Swan is Stephanie Brown. "They said purple, not eggplant." It's Stephanie Brown. And now Sumire is frowning, her eyebrows furrowing in concern.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring the mood down. [Please, someone save Swan.] We can talk about something else entirely if you prefer.
Well, those people are wrong. [ firmly? and then they wave their hands in front of themselves hastily ] No, no, it's not down, I promise! It's hard to explain that stuff without it being a little ... bleh... but I want to get to know you! So this is fine. And fun. We only just started! [ and then after a pause, quickly; ] But if you want to talk about anything else you can, obviously, I know you said you had real questions too. I'm not saying we have to keep going.
No, no, that's not it. I do have questions, but those can wait! The main reason I asked to see you was because I wanted to get to know you — as a person. Not simply as someone who will be watching over me.
Oh. [ they grin, wide, before grabbing sumire's hands ] See! We're on the same page already. Just got a little awkward, but let's move past that. What's your favorite hobby?
It's not cheating! [ they grin at the squeeze ] It's something you really like doing, so it counts. Mine... [ they stick their tongue out a little ] Fighting? Maybe it's just action. It's hard to tell for sure.
I have to repair it if we break anything important. [ they turn their head to the side ... despair... but then they turn back with a grin ] Want to do it now?
[OFF THEY GO. The teleporting is going to get some getting used to, because she takes a startled step back when she suddenly finds herself in the forest.]
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[TELEPORTATION? TELEPORTATION...! She sounds so genuinely awestruck, except — well. Please focus, child. That's not what's important.]
You're my team leader, yes? It wouldn't be right for me not to take the time to get to know you, with all you've done for us so far.
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[ swan's grinning at the awestruck tone ]
I don't know about all I've done, but I won't say no to getting to know anyone on my team better. So what do you want to talk about?
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[She sounds genuinely appreciative. Even if she, uh, freezes up a little when trying to come up with something to talk about. What is a good, non-stupid way to start a conversation with your leader? Help.]
Um, well... Honestly, I have some questions I'd like to ask. But why don't we begin with something easy, such as our likes or dislikes? You can ask me any questions you'd like as well.
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[ hmmm. ]
You can ask me anything anytime, but okay! Let's get to know each other first. We should get comfortable. [ they grab yoshizawa's hand and, if she lets them, lead her a bit further away before taking out two cushions?? from their robes?? and placing them on the ground before flopping down. probably still dragging yoshizawa with them, ] Okay, I've got a good first one! What's your favorite color?
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[She was under the impression they could have left them to rot, but...? Hmm. She will allow them to lead her by the hand, however! She will even mumble a quiet "thank you" as she's pulled down into the other cushion. NPC hammerspace... Amazing.]
Oh! It's blue. [Easy enough, despite how much red she actually wears. And a little tentatively, considering the whole memory situation:] And yours? Do you recall your favorite color?
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[ so, yes, a choice, but not one that was any good according to them. swan's responding smile at yoshizawa's worry is soft, though ]
I do, that's why I started with it! We mostly remember our likes and dislikes, and stuff we were familiar with that the others might not have been, but it's like... there's a lost connection, I guess. It's hard to explain aaaand kind of a downer. [ they chuckle, a little awkward ] A-ny-way, my favorite is purple! So there you go, now we know one thing about one another that isn't our names.
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Anyway, I can't believe Swan is Stephanie Brown. "They said purple, not eggplant." It's Stephanie Brown. And now Sumire is frowning, her eyebrows furrowing in concern.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring the mood down. [Please, someone save Swan.] We can talk about something else entirely if you prefer.
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... Would it be cheating if I said gymnastics? I do aspire to do it on a professional level one day, after all.
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[ amnesia.... ]
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[Except Swan doesn't seem like the type of person to start yelling about bloodbaths. Maybe. Probably. She doesn't know their life.]
Have you tried experimenting with different kinds of action? I'm sure you can narrow it down.
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[ and then, immediately: ]
Let's smash stuff!
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W-Wait, isn't that property damage?
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[Okay. Okay. She puts a hand against her chest, sighing in relief.]
Sorry. I just thought... [They were going to smash actual stuff? Gosh. She shakes her head.] Nevermind. Let's smash rocks!
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[Let! Them! Be! Jocks!]
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Let's beat up a tree!
[ they're so hype about this, throwing both arms in the air ]
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—Wow!
[SWAN-SENPAI... SO COOL...]
With our fists?
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Won't you injure your hands as well?
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