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From: Misaki Yata, Saruhiko Fushimi
Posted: July 6

[ The video starts scrolling to show a floor filled with multicolored plush toys - most of which might be familiar from the recent festival. There’s easily several dozen filling the frame before the feed swings up to catch the pair of people addressing the BBS today.

Yata, the one clearly holding the phone, looks a little sheepish about it, but isn’t letting that stop them. Fushimi, meanwhile, just looks...grumpy. ]

So, uh. We might need some help. We sorta…. overdid it at the festival and ended up with… a lot more prizes than we know what to do with. ….Help?

You overdid it. You wouldn’t admit defeat.

[ Cue a twitch from the shorter boy at his side. ] That’s because I wasn’t defeated!

You were. Several times, but you just had to keep going “five out eight” or whatever.

[ Fushimi was honestly not much better. He’s just not going to say that. ]

Argh! Whatever! Just. Look! If anyone wants some of these, we have too many, so come take them off our hands, alright?

[ Fushimi swipes the camera for a second. ]

Five hundred yen for one.

[ He smirks the tiniest bit.

He is one hundred percent trying to get a reaction out of the redhead. He’s discovered it’s easy and entertaining!

It works. ] What?! [ Yata punches him in the arm before stealing the camera back and looking more than a little exasperated. ] Ignore him. They’re free. I’ve got them at my god’s temple for the time being if anyone wants to swing by and grab some. Or knows anything else we could do with them.

First person to suggest “burn them” gets burned themselves. These things reek when you set them on fire.

[ He’s not sure how he knows that, but he does. And before the rest of the Heavens start questioning what else could follow that rather dubious statement, Yata flicks the video feed off to end the transmission. ]

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[ Yata falls over backwards, more dramatic than anything else as he lays there laughing, having caught the banana after it bounced off his face. ]

Fine, if you don't want it, maybe I'll keep this one. I can name it Saru, for a souvenir.

You're not going to need a souvenir.

[Because he can already tell this idiot has attached himself to his side.

Fushimi finds what he was looking for and throws a little crow in a student outfit at Yata's head.]

For "inspiration", idiot.

What if I want one?! The epic Tanabata Plushie Competition! Which I totally won.

[ Well. You're not wrong. But you can't deny it had been fun, right, Saru?

He catches the crow and starts laughing all over again. ] And what is this supposed to inspire me to do, exactly?

You lost it, and badly, but whatever helps you sleep at night.

[Oh. Hm. Fushimi starts digging through the pile again]

Not be an idiot, obviously You need all the help you can get.

You just keep telling yourself that, Saru.

[ He's smirking again as he tosses the crow back to bounce it off Fushimi's head this time. ]

[It misses because Fushimi ducked to pull out the cute cat in a yukata he remembered seeing. He'll find the girl from the festival and drop this off as an apology.]

You have shit aim, Mi~sa~ki.

[ His smirk twitches into an irritated scowl when the other guy sing-songs his name like that, something in him bristling even more than normal. ]

Stop calling me that. And eh? [ He leans forward to peer at what Saru pulled out of the pile. ] What's that for? You got a girlfriend here already?

Tch, no. Why the hell would I want a girlfriend?

[Sounds boring]

One of the gods had to step in before I burned the festival down trying to kill this idiot with a yoyo. It's an apology.

Burned....?

[ Yata goes still, straightening in surprise, because that piqued his interest. ]

[Fushimi sighs and summons the flames. He doesn't keep them lit for very long.]

He pissed me off and the next thing I knew, the cup I threw at him was on fire.

Eh?!

[ Yata lets out a startled exclamation but probably not for the reason Saru would expect. He jabs an excited finger in his direction. ]

You can do that, too?!

...too? You mean--

Yeah!

[ Excited now, Yata curls his fingers into a fist, lifting it into the air. With how enthused he is, it takes almost no effort whatsoever to summon the Aura that's becoming so familiar now, letting it swirl up to lick and curl around his hand. ]

[There's that strange tenseness again--Fushimi guesses he doesn't like fire, even he can use it.]

That makes three, maybe four people who can use it here.

You found more? [ Yata leans forward with a sudden intense interest. ] Who was it? I found a couple, but each of them are sorta different, too. With what we can do, I mean.

You, me, Suoh Mikoto, and I think I saw Kusanagi Izumo use it. I'm not sure, he may have had a lighter I just didn't see.

[ Yata nods at that, because those are most of the same ones he'd noticed. ] There's another god - I think he said his name was Tatara? - he can do it, too, but not as much? That Mikoto guy, though, I'm not sure he'll be much help. [ So far every experience Yata has had with him has been an exercise in frustration for reasons he can't even begin to understand. ] Izumo's pretty cool though - and no, it's not just his lighter. But he can channel it through that. Apparently that's a thing we can do? He's helped me try and figure this out a few times,

[Fushimi shrugs]

Suoh offered a place to stay if I can't find my god. Other than that...how lazy can you get?

You mean that guy? [ Yata snorts in exasperation. ] I found him taking a nap one day with an ayakashi just chewing on him. He slept through the entire thing, and then got annoyed at me when I woke him up after blasting it off him.

Ayakashi being the corrupted spirits?

Yeah. They're pretty bad news. If you get into contact with 'em, they can Blight you. It looks pretty nasty.

[ Not like the god had seemed to care either way. Although his fire could do weird shit anyway so maybe he didn't have to worry about it as much? ]

And this idiot was letting one eat him?

Right?! [ Yata still sounds flabbergasted about it, flailing his arms in incredulity. ] He was just laying there sleeping while it tried to gnaw through his throat. The guy's seriously weird!

[Fushimi clicks his teeth.]

How does an idiot like that become a god? ...then again, he might die as a shinki.

How should I know? I don't know how these people get picked. Some of them are pretty crazy.

[ Like that Hibiki person. Not that he's met them outside of a dream yet. But still. He's traumatized.

.....No, he's not talking about that. Ever. ]

But it's really cool that you have the fire thing too, though. I've been trying to figure out how to control it ever since I got here. Hey, do you have one of these too? [ It occurs to him almost as an afterthought, because he hasn't had a chance to ask the others about it yet, but since Saru's sitting right here, Yata reaches up to tug down the collar of his shirt, exposing the strange brand on his collarbone. ]

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