When the guidepost is away...

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WHO: Yatogami and you!
WHAT: Exploring the ship, meeting new people
WHEN: Rest of November
WHERE: All over the place

[Note: Yato has some passive powers at play because he’s a god. Unless he draws attention to himself he cannot be noticed by humans who don’t have some sort of connection with him. They will also not remember his name nor the fact he was part of an interaction until they have a connection. Other creatures though, are fair game. If you have questions don’t hesitate to ask.]

To say he was disoriented when he opened his eyes was a bit an understatement. Yato opened his eyes and found himself resting comfortably on a couch of some kind. He couldn’t remember. He was fighting and then... did he die?

He drew in a deep breath and let out a low, pained groan. It didn’t feel like he was dead. Yato sat up slowly, he could already tell under his clothes he was bandaged in a few places. That didn’t stop him from unzipping his track shirt and pulling his t-shirt away to look down. He could feel another up under the fringe of his hair. Bandages, no blight. Okay, he could work with that.

“Rekki!” He called, holding out his hand, presumably to catch something and...nothing.

I. Deck

Catching Yato early in his voyage around the vessel would have him looking around and calling out for someone. “Kazuma?”

At both ends of the deck he’d hold out his hand and call again. “Rekki!”

Nothing. Absolutely disappointing. “Bishamon is going to kill me.” He muttered under his breath.

Presumably, those he would run into would be humans he had yet to draw their attention and he would offer a smile. “Hello!” He greeted, literally out of nowhere. “Don’t suppose you’ve seen a guy, about twenty, glasses?” Hopefully he wouldn’t startle them too much.

II. Fate’s Design

“How can you be so stupid and eat all my chips!” Yato lamented, using his fist to pound lightly on the slot machine, like it’s the slot machine’s fault he’s just unlucky. It was a good thing there were many chips in abundance really.

“I swear, if she’s thinking of me right now-” He banged on the slot machine again as he lost, again. It was somewhat noisy and easy to attract people’s attention like that at he rate he was going.

III. Atrium

It was there that Yato was melting into the background, collecting his thoughts while perched on a banister. How it was he got in that exact position might be a mystery.

Humans wouldn’t catch sight of him sitting there, drooped with exhaustion and his brow furrowed in worry.

IV. Everywhere Else

This was a less than ideal situation really, he appeared to be trapped on a ship disconnected from everything the best he could tell and completely unarmed. Again.

Yato had on his biggest smile in that moment. He didn’t have a pen or paper in hand, nor did he have a phone number that he knew of so it was going to have to be old school.

He would approach everyone and anyone, no matter what they were doing. “Hi!” He chirped brightly. “I’m Yato, local god of fortune, let me know if there’s anything I can do for you.”

Yato was very much not in the mood for this. He was tired, his body ached and this was not the best day. All the same, he would do his best to smile and engage the public, seeking out human connections.

Comments

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"And his voice? Is there anything of note there?"

Speech patterns were decent enough, but it's the little things she needs. Now with her own demeanor under control, she can turn her head his direction to be more polite, focused in his direction.

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"I don't think so." He wasn't the type of person who spent that much time with Kazuma really, nor did he take much note of his voice.

"Sorry, guess it's not that helpful. I'm starting to think he's not around."

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"No, I'm the sorry one, for potentially getting your hopes up. But it's worth it to think of it this way - if you know your friend isn't here, then you have a better idea on where he might be altogether, since you can cross one place off the list."

It had been her own reliable feeling, to adjust in the absence of every friend she had. They at least knew where they were. The same rules, the same cycles. It wasn't like they were safe, but they weren't lost to the unknown.

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"Don't worry about that. I'm just thinking it might be a lost cause." He laughed lightly and shrugged to himself.

This day was just getting worse wasn't it?

"I'm Yato." He told the girl. "I'm god." Yato's tone is cheerful but completely serious, there was no deception or wavering in his voice. "So if you need anything at all, you let me know, alright?"

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It's not that she's skeptical, given who she's already met, been told certain things. It's that she doesn't know how quite to say that maybe it's not the best thing to be announcing to anyone off the cuff, and internally just hopes this man - Yato, he said his name was - will be fine after declaring such a thing.

"As you wish. I'm Helena - it's very nice to meet you, Mr. Yato." Wait. "Lord Yato?"

How does one properly address a god? Pollux had been so informal...

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As much as he likes the sound of Lord Yato, no one really called him that. He just smiled.

"Just Yato's fine." Helena, he'd remember that.

He wasn't concerned about what people might say to hear he was a god, clearly.

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"Are you sure? I don't want to be disrespectful..."

The less a god wants to kill her, the better, after all.

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"You aren't, if I said it was fine." Yato pointed out, after all people said things that were far more disrespectful than not offering proper greetings.

"So, Helena, is there something I can help you with?"

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"Right now? Not that comes to mind...I'm just trying to find the right way to surmount a bit of writer's block. Though I might tuck in the idea of someone meeting a god by chance, if you're fine with it. No identifying details, of course, but we'll know."

It'd be an interesting subject to try to write a poem on, if she tried.

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"You'd...write about me?" Yato asked, his eyes wide with surprise. His tone suggested there was some emotion to his words.

"I don't mind."

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"I'd show it to you first, before showing anyone else, so you could have a final stamp of approval on it."

But...she's happy, if he'll consent. Ideas don't always pop up out of nowhere, after all.

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"I'd be honoured." Yato said, completely earnest because honestly, no one's ever done such a kind gesture towards him before. This was almost as good as getting a shrine.

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"Then it's a done deal. I can't promise it will happen swiftly, but you're more than welcome to come bother me when you like to check on it, or just to say hello."

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"Thank you, really." Yato said and while he would like to know absolutely everything about her, he should probably practice some moderation and not overwhelm her, as he'd been told many times.