come_sailaway | When the guidepost is away...

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.

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No, not unless you were going to sit around and think about it. [ As far as Yato knows though, that won't happen because shinki don't remember their lives. ] But I'd be able to see those things that you did in the past.

[ That much is unavoidable. Then again, Nobunaga isn't a normal lost soul so he's hesitant to say for sure what would happen if he named him as a divine weapon. ]

You're allowed to have feelings, you're human after all. It's just that they affect me. Some shinki are overly concerned about that but...really the best bet is to discuss those things as they happen, to put your mind at ease.

[ Which in turn puts him at ease. ]

[AHAHAHAHAHA BAD NEWS YATO.]

[He does that all the time.]

[When he isn't a ridiculous chuuni loser out there singing songs about killing god and dancing or fucking Klaus until they're both unconscious.]

I'm not shy about that. You might find me to be quite the opposite.

[HEADS UP GOD.]

Talk about them... you're as bad as Klaus.

Shinki tend not to know that about their masters anyway. [ Yato said lightly offhand because if it did work like at home, this conversation wouldn't be remembered anyway so there was little to no risk. ]

I don't need like details or anything. My guidepost is fourteen. It's a really troublesome age. A lot of volatile feelings.

[ At least feelings alone won't kill him. ]

Guidepost?

Well... I have been warned that I was freezing my heart and going too inhuman and devoid of emotions. [... WHILE THAT IS TECHNICALLY TRUE... He has not been like that AT ALL on board Serena Eterna!! AT ALL!]

[At least he is going to advise others to warn Yato of his true nature.]

[Poor Yato, used to actuall dead souls who don't remember their lives.]

He's my lead shinki and I take my actions based on what he thinks is best.

[ He's not here though, so it's entirely possible that others might need to give him a nudge or something. ]

Should be fine then. I'm not too worried about it.

[ He has no idea. ]

Makes sense. I usually have at least five generals help guide me, but none of them are terribly emotional. [Because Nobunaga is EXHAUSTING.]

If you're not worried, I'm not worried. [This is terrible. And no one knows...]

[ He offers Nobunaga a grin all the same. ]

Think about it and get back to me. And if you need anything, let me know.

Yes. [Nods, and half bows.] Here, 130, Nobunaga on these phones you can reach me anytime. Send a demon emoji to my partner, Klaus, and he will come running because that is his code to intervene and distract me if I get to be too much.

Are you familiar with the other emojis? Peaches and eggplants? [He is just going to spread the word so no one uses them accidentally!]

Uhhh. [ Yato kind of stares blankly at him a moment. ]

Peaches and eggplants?

[ Hang on this seems kind of important, he'll circle back to his contact info in a minute. ]

Yes! [Yato, you have no idea what you're getting yourself into with this Demon King, do you?]

Humans use them to mean butts and dicks. So only use them if you mean it sexually to someone. And if you receive them, then you'll know they're inviting you for sex.

[So cheerful.]

[ He blinks because he isn't entirely sure where to begin with that. ]

Why would they? [ No, really, who's going to invite him for sex? ]

Anyway, I'm in 118. Yatogami.

Anyone who thinks you're cute. Klaus probably would if he wasn't my partner. And you look a lot like Kichou. [He's not even sorry for that.]

Okay! Even before I check with Klaus, you can text me a 1 for emergencies, and I'll come running anyway, but it'll go faster if you can tell me where you are too.

[ He doesn't look any less confused, not really anyway. ]

Cute? [ Highly unlikely. ] I don't think anyone's ever called me cute in my entire life. Terrifying, maybe.

[ He offers a little shrug. ] Sure, but don't worry too much about me in the meantime while you consider things.

Yeah, same. [Shrugs.] And then here Klaus keeps calling me that. And he says I'm the weirdo. [EYEROLL.] Some people are into fear.

[And he waves a hand.]

I'd sign over outright, but Klaus is still mad at me for dying to Siffleur, so I don't want him to think I'm hiding anything. Though it might be tricky, since he doesn't want to be a weapon but --

Oh! He's an ex-cult leader. So between the two of us, you couldn't get a better team for promoting your religion. So instead of worrying about trying not to come off as needy, just have -- [Confidence?] faith in my abilities! And start thinking what you want to do to achieve our goals!

Huh. [ It's not an area he has enough experience in and based on his track record with Hiyori? His instincts are not good. Then again she likes him and he didn't quite intend to do that. ]

Neither of you have to be a weapon. [ He clarifies because maybe something has gotten lost here? ] It would be helpful to me if I had one because I have every intention of staying alive, but remembering me is enough.

[ He sighs a little more wistfully here. ] I'd like to keep existing and I'd like to continue bringing fortune to people, those are my goals.

I want to be a weapon. [Folds arms stubbonly.] Tell him your dream, and you can decide together what he wants for himself.

I won't forget.

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