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[Closed] Any way the wind blows...

Who: Nanako, Homura and Fuujin
When: August 1st
Where: Fuujin's Temple
What: Nanako has an appointment with the Wind God

[ To say Nanako's a little nervous about this meeting would be an understatement. Everyone she's talked to so far has seemed a little wary about the Wind God and his temper, his dislike of the newer gods. She wasn't sure what she was going to do if he decided he didn't like her before she had a chance to make a good impression.

But she's determined to try her best all the same. So she shows up a little before noon on the appointed day, hand clutching Homura's beside her as she stares up at Fuujin's temple with an uncertain expression. She flicks a sideways glance over at her shinki, chewing on her lower lip with a sudden case of shy nerves. ]

I think this is it.

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[Not rude but not particularly trying to be polite either.

Which is why her gaze is completely leveled at Fuujin before taking a small step closer to Nanako. He's not hostile yet, but he's clearly annoyed at all gods and has decided to put them all in the same category.

...

She kind of gets it.]

[Fuujin sighs, trying to think of how to better explain himself....to a child. He wouldn't bother with most but Nanako does remind him of Amaterasu being such a young girl. It's harder for him to loose his temper with that in mind so he's trying to be patient. Beside, Amaterasu and Nanako have been friendly to eachother, he's seen that.. He crouches down, kneeling a little.]

Meaning this is your lives now. I don't know of the world you're from but You're a god now. Accept it and move forward. The gods that focus too much on their pasts cause more problems then they're worth and do more damage then good.

[His eyes flick to Homura briefly.]

But that doesn't mean people won't miss their homes when they leave them. Sometimes people get homesick, or worry about the people important to them they can't see right now. I don't think being a god changes that. [ Nanako thinks that over, frowning with how he describes that. ] If you suddenly got taken away from here, wouldn't you worry about Ammy or miss your shinki or the friends you have here a little? Even if you did have something important to do?

I like being here. I like being a god and being able to help people. I love the friends I've made and they're really important to me. [ She reaches out, catching Homura's hand again and giving it a squeeze. ] But that doesn't mean I don't still miss my dad, and worry about how he's doing if I'm not there to look after him, or that he's all alone and sad. I know I have important work to do here and I'm trying my best, but that doesn't mean where I came from isn't important too. I think the other gods feel that way, too.

[Homura starts to bristle at the thought that Fuujin is implying that Nanako has been anything but incredibly good to her. But she does calm herself at the handholding and squeezing.

Her voice is level, and her words are measured. But she means them.]

It's foolish to think that their past lives don't matter when they haven't had them erased from their memories. What was important to them is still important to them, no matter what world they may be in.

Don't presume for a moment that Nanako has ever been damaging to me.

[Should she be hostile to a god of fortune like this?

Probably not.

Is she anyway?

Yes.

Authority never meant that much to her.]

[Her shinki has a bit of an attitude despite what he originally thought. Little girl with a bite, sheesh. His eyes narrow a bit as he stares at Homura.][He scowls at the shinki as he gives Nanako a rather bored look.]

I don't to put myself in your shoes because I'm not in then. Miss your world just don't let it infect your job or others around you. Here's a question for you, Nanako.

[He points to the right. to where a random door is. There's nothing special about it, it just goes to another room in the shrine but it makes a good visual point]

Let's pretend for a second. What if I told you that if you walk through that door you would be back home? You could be back with your dad and everyone else but you couldn't come back here and you couldn't take your shinki or anyone else with you....what would you do?

[ The question catches her off-guard and for a moment Nanako stares at that door, a wistful expression on her face.

And then she shakes her head, fixing Fuujin with a determined look. Homura might notice her hand being squeezed just a little bit tighter, as if that's helping give her the strength to find the right answer here. ]

I wouldn't go. I'm not done here. I miss my dad, but I'm here for a reason and I wanna help. Besides, my daddy will understand. He knows how important a job is when someone needs your help. He has a job like that, too.

[Nanako is her god. She'll fight anybody who says anything bad about her.

But she does look briefly uncomfortable at the question. She wouldn't blame Nanako if she wanted to leave. A normal life... that's what somebody like Nanako should be able to have. But that doesn't mean Homura wouldn't tear reality apart to get back to her.

Things she'll keep to herself.

She certainly relaxes a bit when she's reassured that Nanako will stay.]

[He's not sure what to make of her answer. He stares down at her, a bit amused by the determined look a six year old can pull off. For a child to choose to stay this world instead of leaving to be back with her family is strange to him.

Fuujin can't help but chuckle a bit.]

Alright, Alright. Don't get upset. I just wanted to know. There aren't many godlings I can see choosing to stay here over the chance to go back to their homes. You're different.

[Just stop looking at him like that. He reaches out slowly and gives her a firm pat on the head.]

I can see why Suijin would be fond of you...

[Still that doesn't excuse her for sending a child god to his door step. Not that it matters, Suijin does what she wants.]

[ Nanako blinks at the unexpected headpat, looking up at him with wide eyes because... that's not what she expected. The move or the words.

Does this mean she'd succeeded in what Suijin had sent her here for? ]

Fond of me? Is she? [ This is news to her. The other god had been very difficult for her to read. ]

[Homura's quietly glad that she wasn't the one he touched. She's pretty sure she wouldn't have taken it nearly as well.

But honestly, who wouldn't be fond of Nanako. She's Nanako.]

[His smile tightens a bit]

That's not for to go into detail about but Suijin isn't always as scary as she looks.

[Don't tell her he said that either. Oh boy. Still, this little godling seems to mean well even if her shinki seems a little more standoffish. That's not too uncommon with shinki with younger looking gods. So he doesn't mind Homura too much.]

But I am curious to how you'll grow as a god, Nanako. You're still new and young. I want to see if you keep the same view or the others change it for you. Time will tell and time is nothing to a god like myself.

I didn't think she was scary. [ Nanako hums as she muses over this for a moment. ] I thought she was nice. And very pretty, she looked really neat! I was a little scared to meet you, though. [ She admits this with a sheepish duck of her head before she lifts her head to smile at him brightly again. ] But I think you're nice, too. Can I come visit you again sometime? Will you tell me more about what the gods and the heavens are supposed to be?

And don't worry, I'm gonna practice lots and lots to become a really good god! [ She glances over at Homura then, giving the other girl a warm smile full of affection as she squeezes her hand lightly. ] Homura helps me a lot.

[She squeezes Nanako's hand back and smiles.]

Just let me know whenever you need my help.

[But now that Nanako's starting to warm up to Fuu, Homura will slowly be willing to as well.]

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