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[trustheart]

From: Ishtar
When: March 5th [frontdated]

... So I went to sleep last night, and found myself home. Went through a whole couple months, a bunch of shit happened, and then I wake up here again after it's all over. Kinda feeling jerked around a bit, but what's happened has happened.

Anyway, I've been hearing prayers from people whose relationships are in trouble lately, and if this place is going to insist I be a love goddess, then I guess I'd better do something about it. Problem is, the soulless shinki this place assigned me and I haven't been getting on at all, and considering it's been a few months since I saw him from my perspective, I don't think it'd be a good idea to try and force it.

This isn't easy to admit, but if I'm gonna do this, I need help. Would anyone be willing to help me stake out the Tokyo Museum for a few nights? There's definitely ayakashi involved, so I definitely know I shouldn't go it alone.

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[hypomeneo]

[DISTRESSED RESPONSIBLE ADULT AND REASONABLE AUTHORITY FIGURE NOISES. It's a good thing this is text and Chris can't hear them.

... and hopefully the Temple walls being stone means Iskandar can't hear them too!]

What could be worse than a nuclear explosion?

[Yes, that is underlined.

And come off it, Waver, you don't remember but you've faced worse as well. The eradication of humanity through the history of multiple timelines is pretty bad on the scale of Apocalypse Wow, don't you think?]

[trustheart]

Singing in front of new people is always hard. But... I don't hate it. Maybe someday soon, but not right now.

[trustheart]

Being attacked by my friend when she'd gone berserk, after she'd totally made a fool of the guy who caused that nuclear explosion, to start with.

[hypomeneo]

...

... go on...

[trustheart]

I'm already stressing the limits of what's classified. The only reason I've gone this deep is because you're from another world. But I've also rode a space shuttle down a mountainside, fell from orbit twice, and been shot down by a beam of energy meant to destroy the moon.

[hypomeneo]

Holy. Shit.

That's insane.

[reloves]

Don't worry, don't worry! I'm super respectful of people's wishes!

[ At least that's not a lie. .. Most of the time. But she genuinely wouldn't want to do something that'd make someone else feel really bad. If Chris ever showed signs of interest in someone, however... ]

But if you ever do want a date and are sad you missed out before.. just let me know, alright?

[trustheart]

Wait. Does it count as falling from orbit a third time if you did it while riding on the space shuttle?

[trustheart]

... Okay. I'll take our word for it.

But dating guys is the absolute last thing I'm interested in.

[There's an opening for you there, Minako, if you choose to take it.]

[hypomeneo]

Yes. It counts.

[trustheart]

Right. They fired us inside a missile at the start of that mission. And on the way down we shaved a bunch of height off of K2. It's only the third tallest mountain in the world now.

[hypomeneo]

[NO ANSWER.

Somewhere (meaning in his room in Iskandar's temple), Waver is busy thumping his head against the nearest surface. That's probably a desk. All the while making more Distressed Adult Noises (TM) and cursing.... because what the fuck? She's a teenager.

WHO THE FUCK ARE THE ADULTS IN CHARGE OF THIS FUCKING SHIT?

WAVER VELVET WANTS WORDS.]

[trustheart]

[Chris is just going to be confused when a reply doesn't come, and is just going to assume Waver was indisposed somehow.

This is all still unfortunately normal from her point of view.]

[hypomeneo]

Is the reasons for all that classified?

[Hi again! Waver has a rapidly healing light bruise along his temple - thank fuck for Servant regeneration - and he has worked out all the flailing from his system. For now!]

[trustheart]

I can tell you we were trying to save some astronauts, who were trying to reclaim some dangerous technology and our friends' adopted mother's body. It was an important mission.

[hypomeneo]

Undoubtedly

... hopefully nothing here will be so wild. Shinki don't age, but something like that alone would still cause me to go gray.

[trustheart]

I've long since given up that things in my life won't be insane. But you know, if we didn't do these things, people would have just died instead. I'm not ashamed of being a Symphogear user, and I don't blame my immediate superiors for drawing me into this life. I'd be much worse off if my friends and comrades hadn't saved me. I owe them everything, even old man Genjurou. He's even my adopted father now.

[hypomeneo]

[... mnnnnnnn... yeah, that much worse off... he dreads how it's connected to the other things that are issues.

Some adult's ass is going to be kicked, he swears.]

I'm not so good at that, I'm afraid. I'm a worrier. I fuss by nature. ... I'd wager even when things that are like that. Do or people die.

At least when it's people other than me.

Iskandar's a good balance for me that way. I can tell he doesn't get so caught up in considering the consequences. At least not in a self repeating loop.

The old man's your dad? Good. Friends and family make everything easier to weather. It's one thing to face those things; it's another to do so alone.

[That eases an old man's heart.]






By the way. If you ever slip up and call Iskandar 'dad' one day, tell me how flustered he gets. I think it would make his day.

[reloves]

[ Honestly, would anyone at all expect Minako to not read straight between those lines? ]

There's plenty of cute girls in this place too, you know.

[trustheart]

...

If that ever happens, I won't be able to tell you, because I'm pretty sure I'll die immediately after.

[trustheart]

...

NO MATCHMAKING!

[reloves]

Yes, yes, no matchmaking!

[ But that reply does give Minako all the confirmation she needs as to Chris' leaning. ]

But you can't blame a girl for being curious what your ideal type is, right~~?

[trustheart]

And you'll never find out!

[Until the object of her affections inevitably arrives into the game and Chris will have the worst time hiding it, anyway.]

[holygrailed]

Whenever you're ready, I'd be honored.

[trustheart]

I'll make sure you're one of the first that gets to.