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[OPEN] everybody's working for the weekend

Who: Minato Arisato & YOU!
When: Throughout June
Where: Caissa & Lasker
What: Job quest post for the month of March
Rating: None? (Will update if needed)

[ Reference for the Job Post is here. Also, if you're interested and haven't already, you can pick your character's arcana for Social Linking! ]

001-A. Water Wars of the Worlds?

[ Who doesn't love water fights? And who doesn't love it when someone provides you with an absolutely ridiculous gun? No one. Everyone loves this. The more spouts the more power, right?

For all the festivities, there is one figure in the crowd who seems to be a little more subdued than most. Dressed in shorts and a simple shirt, Minato stands armed with his gun. Why isn't he doing anything? Everyone around him is going crazy, getting soaked...

No, he's waiting for the right victim.

And it happens to be you.

Without warning, he unleashes his Blanc Special Super Soaker at your character. When the assault is done, he simply says. ]

Gotcha.

001-B. No Drowned Cats Allowed

[ The unfortunate part of participating in the water battle means that there are definitely vendors and restaurants that don't want people running around dripping all over their nice floors. He didn't think about this beforehand.

Minato is standing in front of a cafe, face nearly pressed to the window as he looks in. There's food in there, he can see it. It's so close...He sighs. ]

...This is how it ends.

[ A little ominous, maybe? Calm down, drama queen. But you know what would help? A good samaritan to step in and feed him. Those are the best people.

Or laugh at his pain. That works too. ]

002-A. "Meow" Or Something Like That

[ This was bound to happen eventually. Right? It's good he didn't have much dignity to begin with, because when the soulless eyes stare back at him, Minato see his fate. Of all that the Heroes have been asked to do for the sake of Blanc, is this really where it ends? Is this the true test of strength?

Yes. Yes it is. It's a good thing he's way before Five Nights at Freddie's.

It isn't long before the suit is now staring outward at the public with Minato behind it. It's a little big, but it's head is supposed to be big. Minato just isn't sure if he'll be able to actually keep it on his head. The fact that it's hot doesn't help him much either. In fact, he looks more like a penguin taking it's first steps on the ice of the antarctic with the way he's waddling away from the dressing rooms. Oh boy.

At least he seems to be putting forth some sort of effort. Surprising, right? Minato will be seen waving near the entrance for a while, but it's not long before he starts to wander off on his own.

It's uncertain whether he's trying to get a free snack or encourage new customers to this particular food stand, but it seems to be working either way.

He can also be seen napping beside some railing. Or, at least that's what it seems like, it's hard to tell when it's a large mascot suit just kind of lying there. Hopefully he hasn't passed out from heat stroke, right? ]

002-B. Let's Play Off-Duty

[ That sure was a thing! A thing that's over and DONE with! Maybe it was just the fact that the mascot costume is ridiculously cute despite whatever Minato has been doing in it, but he's done well enough to earn that coupon. Whoohoo!

So, when you've got ~~money~~ coupons burning a hole in your pocket, it's best to spend it, right? Of course, a view of the park through the semi-transparent mesh of mascot eyes don't really give the best view of what's going on. Minato stands by the entrance with the coupon in his hands, looking a little lost. ]

...

[ Is he sad? Or--no...he's...almost overwhelmed, but not upset. ]

I don't even know where to start.

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[ He'd been taking a decent nap, to be honest. Past tense. Because after a while, there was a lot of shuffling and commotion starting to gather around him. Minato can tune a whole lot out in the pursuit of some decent shut eye, but that only lasts so long.

Luckily, when you're inside a giant mascot suit, no one can tell when you're awaking up. He's feeling a little grumpy, but listens in. Too late? He--ah...yes. He's down for the count. Did he consider that seeing one of the friendly park animals laying around unmoving would be disturbing? Yeah, he just didn't care. Looks like it'd been enough to upset someone.

You should kiss 'em!

Wait. What?

Hahaha. That's awesome.

That sure is a black kitty paw giving a thumbs up. Plan approved. ]

[Honestly, Hakuno had been bored enough to consider taking a nap herself, but after seeing that limp black form sprawled out... Well, inspiration had sprung. Plus, it seemed like a way to drum up more business without begrudging Cat Guy his nap. Hakuno isn't so petty or uptight as to do something like that just because she had scruples against passing out on the clock.

Ah, but that's beside the point. She catches sight of the little hand gesture, and no longer has to worry about disturbing her living prop.]

...that's a great idea, missy! Gosh, I should've thought of that first!

[She puts her paws on her hips and shakes her head, as if ashamed of herself. Then, she carefully gets onto her knees, mindful not to over balance and topple onto Cat Guy, who seems pretty gung-ho.]

Okay, one magic kiss, coming up.

[She works one paw underneath the back of his large head, slowly leans down, and...

Pomf.

The 'X' on the front of her mask gently bumps the mouth sewn onto his. She holds the pose for one... two... three seconds before pulling away and putting one paw to the side of her mask, as if bashful.]

Gosh, did that do it? Are you back among the unmelted, Kitty?

Edited 2016-06-09 03:45 (UTC)

[ There are plenty of reasons Minato never joined drama club. Mostly the whole drama part. However, he's just motivated enough to play along when a scenario amuses him, and this is exactly one of those situations. He does the playing dead part very well and that has nothing to do with him being actually dead.

His giant mascot head kind of lulls backwards before she helps hold it with her giant mascot hands. The logistics of this are a little ridiculous, but she makes it work. (He really hasn't done anything to help, let's be honest here.) The shadow her mascot head blots out all the light coming in through his eyes and he can hear the pomf. There are whispers in the crowd, and doubtlessly a few pictures. Who wouldn't be moved by this crosspecies love scene?

Well, now it's time.

He waits. For dramatic effect.

And then a few seconds longer just to make people question it.

And maybe a few seconds too long just to be annoying. But, then, all of a sudden, he springs to life! His hands in the air in a victory pose as he sits up. And all that he says is! ]

Meow.

[Truly, this is the stuff of fairytales and sugar-spun dreams.

Hakuno doesn't mind doing most of the work, since she hadn't expected him to do anything but continue napping until one of her little gaggle of followers decided to float this cutesy suggestion. She's come this far, so it would just be silly to half-ass things at the grand finale.

Still, for a moment she has to wonder if he hasn't fallen back asleep. The next dashes that worry as he bolts up, the kids bursting into excited cheering. Hakuno clambers to her feet, clapping her padded paws together nigh soundlessly.]

We did it, everyone! Thank so much for helping me save Kitty—I'd never be able to do it all on my own!

[And now to bring it on home.]

Kisses are powerful, special things, you know? But, it's important to make sure you don't melt at all, too! If you get hot, make sure to ask the grown-ups you're with to get you something nice and cold to eat or drink, okay? There's a nice shaved ice stall right over there if you need it~

[She gets a chorus of agreement and nods... happily(?) at them. Heck yeah, she is the best saleswoman.]

Edited 2016-06-09 06:20 (UTC)

[ Cheers, they must have done something good, then. Minato let's her do most of the talking since this seems to be her grand scheme anyway and just waves. That's part of the job, right? But, ah, she's doing an advertisement ploy for the shaved ice stall?

He turns his giant mascot head towards the cart--yes, that sure his shaved ice. And that sounds wonderful after being stuck in this hot suit. ]

I think I need it. [ A beat. ] Nya.

[ Got to stay in character. ]

Me too.

[She wasn't kidding about going all the way around the park. She managed to work out a deal with the stall owner to get a free cup if she managed to drum up enough business, and she definitely delivered if the grizzly old man's thumb's up is any indication.]

Kitty and I will get some first and then you can all go back to playing with your families, now that he's safe and sound.

[Is it a daaaaate? the little pigtailed romantic who started all of this wants to know, rocking back and forth on her heels with sparkling eyes.

Hakuno doesn't even hesitate this time, as she holds out a paw to help Minato to his feet.]

Absolutely. You don't kiss people you aren't dating.

[Not entirely true, actually, but these are impressionable kids and she wants a moment to herself to eat shaved ice and take off this suit, darn it.]

Edited 2016-06-10 02:35 (UTC)

[ Aren't kids adorable? He knows he should think something like that. He's met some kids he's fond of, but he's never had the default "aww" reaction to them that he probably should have. The thought that they might get all the shaved ice before he can get his hands--er, paws on them first does worry him a little.

His fears are abated as she helps him up, though. He sighs in the suit as he stands. Good, lay claim to the snack first. They've earned it. Funny how once food is involved he's suddenly a lot more lively. ]

Unless they ask nicely, nya.

[ Because Minato should always be trusted to provide a good example for small children. Let's not forget this is the guy who thought about telling a kindergartner that her parent's divorce was their fault. Granted, he didn't, but...you know. Nice thoughts. ]

What flavors should we get? Nya.

[ Okay, the "Nya-ing" is a little weird. He addresses the children. If they play this up maybe they can get two scoops. ]

Should she get carrot?

[ HEH HEH. ]

[Hakuno is... not actually the best person to ask about that. Of the four children she has met, two were actually fully matured Servants, one was pretending to be like eight years older than he actually was, and all of them tried to kill her at one point or another.

They were all cute in their own ways, though.]

Um...

[She... has mostly been taken by surprise every time she has been kissed, so she's going to drop that line of conversation. His little joke earns a slight narrow of her eyes. She wouldn't actually mind carrot juice on her shaved ice, so long as it was cold at this point, but it's the principle of the thing.]

Maybe if we ask nicely, he could find some fish oil for yours~♪

[Ewwwww, go the kids, giggling with exaggerated expressions of disgust.]

...no? Then, whatever the nice mister thinks we might like is good enough for me.

[The sniggering stall owner slides three large cups towards them, because apparently one and a half scoops is as generous as he's willing to be. Hakuno carefully picks two up between her paws and then shuffles to the side so Minato can get his.]

Thanks again for all your help, everybody! Kitty and I hope you have lots and lots and lots of fun here at Dunyaland~♪

[She totters off towards a nearby staff-only area, confident that Minato will follow, since she has half a shaved ice that belongs to him.]

[ Fish oil shaved ice. That sounds like the kind of thing Fuuka might throw together because of the health benefits. He supposes he asked for it and has to wonder, for a moment, if he'd actually try it? Nah. Souji probably would, though. Maybe finding him and offering it would be amusing enough to make it worth it.

Thankfully, the shaved ice provided doesn't look like fish oil. He's arguably a little bummed that she took two of them. She's going to share, right? He picks up the third and looks down at it as sadly as a big old mascot head can. He'd been woken up from his nap for this. Where is the justice in this world...?

So with that, he kind of shuffles off behind her. Tottering doesn't work so well in this suit, at least not for him.

Rather than ask the important questions like who she is and what prompted her to start this whole thing, he asks, ]

What flavor is "green"?

[ The most pressing question of the hour... ]

Could be anything, really.

[She would shrug, if that wasn't the most dangerous course of action at the moment. She carefully shoulders open the staff door and even holds it for him, because she's nice like that. Once he's clear, though, she's quick to put her spoils of war down and pop off her head, shaking out her long hair. She sets the head down, and begins to squirm a paw towards the zipper at her back.]

Apple, melon, kiwi... cabbage...

[Clearly she is not entirely over his carrot comment. Or maybe she's just teasing; with that blank expression, it's sort of hard to tell. A flash of victory flits across her eyes when she finally catches that zipper and tugs it down, shrugging out until it's loose around her hips and leaving her in a thin black undershirt. More importantly, it leaves her with her hands free.

She wasted no time picking up the light pink one and digging in with the provided spoon-straw.]

Mm. 'Ish one's wa'erme'n.

[ ...You know, cabbage shaved ice would be pretty innocuous, if he really thought about it. He doesn't take off his head quite yet, instead looking down curiously at the treat. He has to risk it, clearly. He's more worried that it turns out to be...asparagus.

No thanks.

But. Oh.

She's cute.

Well. That's important.

He just watches her eat for a moment before he decides to take her lead. Setting the shaved ice down, he finally takes his mascot head off and shakes his hair out. It kind of sticks to his head a bit--it was hot in there!--but he doesn't look like a total disaster.

Instead of shedding the whole suit, though he goes right for the snack.

A taste test and... ]

...Mmm... [ Hm. He swallows. ] Ambiguous "fruity" sweet...Green.

Really? Let me try.

[Hakuno sets the cup of watermelon down and reaches to pluck his star-spoon out of his suit-clad fingers, scooping up a bit of the ambiguously fruity treat and popping it into her mouth without a second of hesitation.

She cares more about avoiding color/flavor mixtures than avoiding indirect kisses with attractive young men, obviously.

She mulls over the flavor for a moment, before handing him back the straw.]

Huh. I see what you mean. Want to lay any bets down on what the red turns out as?

[ And she just helps herself to his food...He's pretty protective of his food, there's a clear bit of pain that crosses his face when she takes his spoon, but he holds back pretty well. She's cute enough for him to be a little generous, right? Or maybe he just needs to learn to share.

It's tough. The struggle is very real.

She seems to agree with him, though, and at the potential offering of her own shaved ice samples, he perks up immediately.

Really, he's a man of simple pleasures. ]

...Ambiguous sweet red candy flavoring?

[ Please feed him. ]

[Well, from Step 1 Hakuno has just been assuming they were going to split everything fifty-fifty, even if he was literal dead weight for 75-80% of the show. She might be a little offended, if she knew about his assumptions; she's not so cruel as to deny a man an icy treat after a sweltering day in a cat suit.

She taps her lip, humming thoughtfully.]

Then, I'll guess strawberry.

[She reaches for the red cup's straw, and takes a bite. Her expression is unreadable. After a moment, she scoops up another little serving and holds it out for him, so he can taste the verdict himself.]

Edited 2016-06-15 22:17 (UTC)

[ He can't help but be a little selfish when it come to food. Okay, he can totally help it, he just doesn't want to. Food is wonderful.

Minato watches her carefully and only looks happier when he's offered a taste. He could take the little serving himself, but he'd rather just...you know, lean forward and taste it. So he does.

And contemplates. ]

...Mmm, you win. Strawberry.

[Hakuno can understand getting defensive about food. Food is justice.

Still, she's a little taken aback by his forward move. A very little. Her eyebrows ghost a fraction upwards, but it totally counts. She accepts her victory with admirable aplomb, taking another scoop of the strawberry for herself.]

Oh, that's right. We should have made a bet or something, right? My bad.

[She furrows her forehead, clicking her tongue faintly in disappointment at the missed opportunity.]

[ "Food is justice" is now a t-shirt that he needs. Maybe then everyone else will understand.

He decides he likes that shaved ice more, but is willing to go back to his ambiguously green treat none the less. Minato will eat most of anything as long as it's edible. He's no where near Souji's level of eating his little cousin's science projects, though. ]

What would you have wanted as a prize?

[ Gauging just in case he's feeling generous. It does happen every now and then. ]

[It does sound pretty catchy, doesn't it?

Hakuno goes back to her Watermelon, settling onto a bench by the table. Each mouthful is total bliss, after so long in that suit. She pauses only to think on his question and gibe him a fair answer. She hadn't thought that far yet, after all.]

Maybe... a free snack or something? Oh, and your name, I guess.

[ A free snack...she's a girl after his own heart, clearly. Minato nods almost sagely in agreement, as if there's suddenly a deep understanding of her decision. There is.

He pauses in the consumption of his own treat to offer that last request, at least. ]

Minato Arisato.

[ He doesn't start eating again, expecting her to give her name in return. ]

Nice to meet you, I guess.

[They are united in a moment of gastronomical understanding, and she nods back perfunctorily. After a moment, she realizes he's paused.

Two possibilities come to mind. She decides to answer both, just in case.]

I'm Hakuno Kishinami. Did you want some watermelon ice?

[He's already tasted the other two, so she might as well offer him some of this one before it's all gone.]

[ Once he has her name, Minato nods. ]

You too.

[ And more importantly to her next question...

He nods again. ]

Yes.

[ There's a pause and he holds out his ambiguous green ice. A fair trade, right? ]

Oh, thanks.

[He had really been going at his green, so she hadn't expected a full on trade. She rolls with it, though, and swaps cups.]

Have you been in this world long?

[ Hey, he can share food if it's shared with him. When it isn't, then it's all out war. So she's safe.

He'll gladly dig into the sweet fruity flavored one, though. Mmhmmmmm... ]

About four months.

[ Which seems long, to be honest. ]

I haven't seen you before.

[Artificial, ambiguous green isn't too bad either, given that it's cold and sweet and goes down smooth.]

That makes sense. I just got here at the start of the month.

[...Rose? Rosette? She knows she's seen it written down, but honestly there are a lot more pressing things for her to learn than alternate month names. She shrugs slightly.]

It's not so bad here, considering.

[It's better than the Moon Cell.]

[ Mmm. So she is new. Not that he makes it his business to keep tabs on all of his coworkers, so to speak, but you do get used to seeing the same faces as you pass by them in the hall. ]

It's pretty cushy for a war job.

[ He'll just straight up say it.

Also? This is delicious. He looks a little too pleased to be eating this. ]

It's easy to forget there is a war.

[ Of course, talk like this over shaved ice makes it a little bit of a disconnect. ]

I JUST ABOUT DIED READING THIS BLESS YOU

then I'm doing my job :|b

that is the best job

I love that they are both just linefacing under the costumes through all of this

i sense a beautiful relationship on the horizon

the stunning resonance of two protags

A force to be reckoned with

verily

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