thenearshore | Closed

Sometimes a game is just a game. Maybe on higher levels of play with prestige and bigger prizes at stake, there's more of a fire in people, but it's still not the same level as it was in Shun's world. And maybe that's better for Shun too, having a bit of separation from the game and a life-or-death situation. She gives him a few seconds before whistling to get his attention back so she can sign again.

"You should consider looking around for other tournaments to play in. Even having people to talk strategy with could be good." Her head tilts toward the store owner, making the rounds and chatting with the players around. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you wanted to coach kids once in awhile. It could be good for you, Shun."

Once she whistles, Shun's attention comes back to her rather sharply, as if he had been musing on it a bit. She's not wrong, though, and he hums slightly as if in reluctant assent before moving his hands to sign back. He's found it's sometimes easier to do that instead of speaking, when it comes to difficult subjects.

"It's been good talking strategy here. I'm still just worried about coming back to my world in the wrong mindset. Like I shouldn't be doing this sort of thing until the war is over."

On one hand, he's largely gotten past the idea of thinking the people he's lost don't want him to move on. On the other, moving on is still difficult when the thing he's trying to move on from still isn't over.

"I think you're underestimating how much relaxing could do for yourself as well as cutting yourself short in your ability to dive back into action when you return home."

It's an argument they've been over before and she still thinks his arguments against getting soft are ridiculous. He's been here for over a year now. He could go back as soon as tomorrow, he could be here for ten years. Who can tell these days. He might not even remember this in the end if he's pulled back home out of the blue.

"Don't act like you're the only person who can end the war too."

She has a point about the fact that he might be misjudging his ability to jump back in, but he takes on a rather sour expression at that last remark, signing back with a kind of forced steadiness.

"There's maybe a dozen able combatants left in my world including me, and less than another dozen left from the group who I've been crossing worlds with. I'm not the only one, but there's few enough already."

Shun knows she's aware of his world having been attacked, but he's not sure he's ever explained precisely how bad the situation is on the front of people remaining. The majority of those still alive are the civilians who managed to flee after the Resistance forces were targeted.

"Is it that hard to believe someone would have trouble moving on from something that's still happening?"

Ginia knows he's not the only one who can end the war and is aware he's aware too, but the whole situation isn't one he's ever explained. Now isn't the time either. Maybe one day, away from other people, with food, she'll finally step over the line and fine out what the hell the whole situation is.

"No, it isn't. I imagine I'm only as together as I am because I don't know what I've done." She can sure speculate on everything though. Sometimes Ginia wonders if working herself into exhaustion at Ebisu's temple is her way of keeping herself distracted. She can't deny the other shinki there have been immensely helpful in helping her settle in.

They too are still recovering from deep trauma. They're all suffering together.

"But I'm not asking you to move on. I don't want to see you standing still though."

Having seen a bit of Ginia's past, Shun figures she's probably right about that. He's seen with others that not remembering can destroy people just as much as remembering, but things are different for different people, and Ginia has always seemed relatively better off for not knowing.

Shun would like to bite back that he doesn't stand still, ever, but even he would probably say of late that he has slowed down. As such, he settles himself a bit before signing back.

"The losses earlier in the year pushed me forward in some ways and slowed me down in others. I've come to one of those points where it's harder to keep moving forward because you need time to think about how you're doing it."

Which is, at least, a sign that he has been thinking about it, but figuring out his boundaries and thoughts on this sort of thing has been taking some time with how detached he's been from it for a while.

"As long as you're thinking about things." He's had a lot of rough losses, the most among her friends if she had to quantify it in someway. "I'm not trying to nag, I just worry."

It's the cost of friendship. People begin returning from snack runs and bathroom breaks. Ginia filters any clinging ayakashi off with a borderline at the door before rising to change tables.

"I'll see you at the end of the tournament. Good luck."

"I haven't had much choice but to think lately," Shun replies, a faint hiss coming through his teeth at the admission. For better or worse, the recent losses have given him a push. It's just lucky that push ended up meting out to finally hammering it home that not everyone he's lost wants him to suffer under the weight of sin and responsibility on their behalf.

At the parting remark, he inclines his head and switches back to speaking. "You too. Though it's looking more and more like we won't need it."

Things are going fairly well so far. In any case, Shun heads off to check the pairings for the upcoming round.

Ginia's next round puts her against one of the teenagers, the one whose backpack she'd cut open. He's a little moody as they take their seats and start to set up, but before they start, he awkwardly offers his hand for a handshake.

'Uhh, good luck this round.' He mumbles. Ginia smiles and gives his hand a firm shake. He's not a bad player at all, though it's also clear he's not too familiar with his current deck. He looks surprised as he gains an edge, countering her cards and chipping away soundly at her health pool before she manages to take control and stall enough to get the cards she needs to win the round.

"Good game. You're pretty good. That's a pretty unique deck you're running." Ginia plays to him after the match.

He looks embarrassed and gestures over at the leader of their group, the only guy left on the winner's bracket. 'It's his deck. He said I shouldn't play my deck.'

Ginia frowns and looks over at the other teen. "What's wrong with your deck?"

He mumbles something too quiet to hear as he begins putting his cards away. Ginia watches him put his cards away before hurriedly typing out a message.

"If you want to play with someone that's not a jerk, the regulars here are pretty nice. They won't care what kind of deck you play."

'They're all kids.' He looks midly affronted in the way older kids get when associated with anything they see as anything too kiddish.

"We're playing a card game aimed at kids. Better playing with kids than someone who won't let you play what you want, right?"

He shrugs and puts his cards in his backpack, shuffling away to watch the rest of the tournament. Ginia sighs. Whether he remembers the conversation or not remains to be seen, but maybe it'll sink in.

The tournament continues on. Ginia is eventually knocked out by an admittedly one-sided match against one of the kids, leaving him to head the top of the loser's bracket. With him, the first girl they'd seen in the shop, the head teenager of the group, and Shun, the remaining four is a promising match up.

Most of Shun's rounds are relatively uneventful considering how high in the bracket he's ended up - with the teens already in the losers' bracket, he doesn't really have anything else he needs to do, and the kids are doing a perfectly good job of winning on their own.

The remaining four being who they are just has him hoping that the two kids don't get paired against each other, but thankfully, that doesn't end up being the case. It's Shun against one of the kids and the head teenager against the girl, something of an odd match-up considering their placements. Though Shun can't help but wonder if the manager might've had something to do with that, considering he seems as interested to see the outcome as the rest of them.

In any case, Shun sits down across from the kid, signing over to Ginia as he does.

"Keep an eye on the other game for me."

He'll likely need to keep his focus to win this one, with the kids so determined to make it through, but in the end, only one person is going to win today and they all know it. It's just a matter of who it ends up being.

"You got it."

Ginia's also pretty sure the manager might have something to do with the matchup, but there's no harm in it. Win or lose, the kids seem pretty confident and the teens had a healthy dose of humbleness. For the most part. One of the teens is pretty much sulking as he watches the game, but the teen Ginia talked to is talking quietly with some of the other players.

The girl looks a bit nervous. Ginia gives her a thumbs up and a supporting smile, mouthing "you got this," to her. She nods, steeling herself as she shakes her opponent's hand. He wins the coin toss to go first, making some aggressive moves to get his creatures on the playing field. However, she reacts just as quickly, getting her deck in motion with her own creatures on the playing field.

He has powerful cards on his side, but his strategy is brute force. Her deck needs a bit of setup, but hits hard once it's running. It's a close match, her deck stalling his attacks with counters and careful sacrifices. She pulls off a hell of a combination to defend against his attack and fight back, winning with a mere 100 hp left.

'That last move was illegal!' he erupts, hands slamming on the table as he stands up. Ginia barely takes a step before the manager swoops in. His expression is stern as he calmly walks back her move and why it was legal.

'You, however, are not using tournament legal cards.' The manager taps one of the cards he has on his playing field. 'This card was banned in the latest ruleset and therefore you should be disqualified. However, we are a casual, local tournament. This is for fun. If you disagree, you're welcome to leave.'

Enough is enough it seems for even the most tolerant of store owners. The teen reddens as he grabs his cards and throws everything back into his bag.

Shun's match ends up running a little longer, though the commotion the teen kicks up at losing means both Shun and his opponent pause for a moment to watch him get the tongue-lashing he deserves. Once that's done, though, they're back to the game - they both have strong fields and it's been something of a stall game for a few turns while they try to burn out each other's resources, but Shun had managed to make a few dicey plays that paid off heavily in terms of forcing the kid to go through his cards quicker. While the kid is throwing what he has left into one big attack, he knows as well as Shun does that if Shun manages to survive the turn, he'll have it in the bag when it passes to him.

Sure enough, Shun has managed to hold a card that forces an end to the attacks before he takes significant damage, and the kid lets out a bit of a sharp huff as if he knows what's coming. But he still looks content as he lets Shun play out his turn and mow down his field, bringing his HP to 0 within a few attacks.

Before he picks up his cards, Shun is the first to offer out his hand - he doesn't like handshakes, but in a tournament environment, it's an asshole move not to, and the kid more than deserves it, which he points out as soon as the gesture is returned.

"You played well. Being able to stick to how you want to play and still win is the sign of a strong player, and you and your friends did it here."

The kid thanks him for the game, and they have a brief talk about the rest of the tournament before Shun stands up and heads over towards the other table. It's a given what the final match-up is going to be, but for paperwork's sake they still have to wait a few minutes for the manager to record the results.

The teen's friends try to reason with him and get him to stay, but he huffs out of the shop. His friends are embarrassed as they mumble their apologies to everyone and hurry after him.

'Think we'll be seeing much of him anymore?' one of the kids says to another.

'Good riddance, I say.'

'Now, now, let's continue with good sportsmanship everyone,' the storekeeper gently reminds, but even he doesn't seem too bothered by the teen leaving. 'We still have a match ahead of us.'

The girl smiles at Shun and confidently lifts her head. 'I'm going to kick your butt!' She declares as her friends cheer her on.

Ginia grins and gives a friendly wave over to Shun. "Sorry, I think I'm rooting for her too."

Shun gives that look right back, a touch of somewhat cocky amusement in the depths of his golden eyes. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't try, but that's all it's going to be."

With that little bit of minor trash talk exchanged, though, it's time for the round, especially since it's starting to get later in the afternoon when people might have to start heading home soon. It starts off quickly, both of them getting their fields set up and launching into their respective strategies, and then...

...well, unfortunately the fact of the matter is that when you pit two strong players against each other, things tend to drag on. Tournament rules for the game dictate a certain time limit to rounds to avoid this being too much of a problem, and the manager has implemented the same for this tournament to avoid people having to wait on extensive stall games. Half an hour in, that limit is called and neither player has lost yet, both of them on identical health counts and no major deficit of resources on either side. They pass through four of the five turns designated to break the tie with no change in the health situation, but on the fifth, Shun manages to set off an effect chain that forces the girl to activate a counter early or risk him gaining a higher field presence than she can reliably deal with. Unfortunately, this leaves him free to activate the effect of another monster that essentially leaves her the choice of allowing its attack through and losing health that way, or blocking its attack and losing health through the monster's effect instead. In any other situation, it wouldn't be that major an amount of damage, but when ties are called by whose health is lower by the end of the five turns, it ends the turn with Shun's victory.

He lets out a breath he didn't realise he was holding, and reaches across the table to shake the girl's hand. She's also letting out a bit harder of a breath, the reluctant concession to her loss, but she still looks satisfied as she reaches over to shake his hand.

"It's been a while since I had a game where it was that hard to tell who was going to come out on top," he says, the remark straightforward but complimentary. She laughs a bit at the directness of it.

"Same here. We'll have to figure out who comes out on top without time limits some other time."

There's a tiny groan of disappointment from her friends when she loses, but they recognize it was a good match. They rush the table crowding to take a closer look at the final setup of cards without touching anyway.

'Hey, hey, you'll come back to play with us, right? We have casual matches every Thursday and Saturday!' One of the kids offers, looking up at Shun excitedly. He turns back to Ginia and nods at her. 'You can come too! We'll teach you how to get better?'

Ginia grins back and nods over at Shun. "What do you think? Think you can spare a few hours each week?"

Shun looks a little flat at the offer for a moment, like he's not quite sure how to react, but...well, as it happens, Thursday and Saturday are two of the days that freed up quite considerably after a certain person disappeared. And if there's anything he could put that time forward to that Ren would appreciate...

In the end, he nods, expression serious again but still sincere enough. "I think I can manage that. Though you might have to introduce me to some more casual decks. It's been a while since I've played outside of a competitive area."

A half-truth, but accurate enough to describe his position as regards casual play. The kid doesn't seem perturbed, though, nodding happily, and the one who Shun beat in the semi-finals speaks up.

"Well, what was that thing you said to me earlier? 'Playing what you like and still doing well makes you a strong player'? I think that's a good attitude for casual play, right?"

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There's a statement that teen could stand to hear. Ginia glances toward the exit, wondering if they'll show up in the future. Maybe not the main bully, not without earning some serious ire, but maybe the others will have a change of heart. More importantly, Ginia is happy to hear Shun accept. She'll have to shuffle her schedule around to show up, but this could be good for him.

'Sorry to interrupt, but should we settle the matter of second and third place?' The manager gently interrupts, looking at the two players with only one loss a piece.

'Nah, I concede. I think we know who put up the best fight,' the kid says, looking over at the girl and giving her a thumbs up. 'She always beats me anyway.'

The manager, having figured that was the case, nods gently. 'Give me a moment and we'll get started with the award ceremony.'

The prizes are gift certificates to the store along with a few booster packs for the top three players. There's also a certificate to display for the three players and an offer of a group photo, which the kids gladly drag Shun into.

Ginia raises her camera to snap a few pictures herself. She'll have to send them to Chinatsu and Kotori later.

While Shun's soft spot for younger sibling types stops him from being too rankled about getting dragged into photos, he does look...very much like he's getting dragged for most of it, not quite knowing what he's supposed to be doing. He'd taken photos with Ren once or twice, but that was about it, otherwise he was just getting sneaky photos taken of him and didn't have to stage anything.

Thankfully, he can't destroy Ginia's camera lens in public, so he reluctantly acquiesces to all this embarrassing photo business. He's not smiling, because he rarely ever smiles for anything still, but at least he's not frowning either.

Once he's released from the hordes, though, he does give Ginia a rather pointed look. "Don't think I don't know where you're planning to send those."

Logical conclusion, honestly. The remaining non-soulless residents of his temple would undoubtedly get a kick out of it.

"Can you blame me?" They'd love it because it's Shun doing something fun and out of his usual routine. Also he's getting dragged into a photo by some kids. With everyone else congratulating the kids and the kids talking about what they're going to do with the winnings and eagerly opening up the booster packs, the two of them fall into the background. Ginia smiles and nods at the crowd.

"Thanks for your help. I think things are going to be fine going forward." The kids definitely seem better equipped to handle any bullies that might come by. "We should play a match or two sometime. I like this game."

Shun doesn't exactly respond to that question, but the fact is that it doesn't really surprise him anymore. Ren kind of acclimatised him to the getting victimised by silly photos life, so while he still avoids it where he can, it's not like he doesn't expect people to do it.

"It seems like a good store for people to get started at, so hopefully it stays that way," he says, nodding a little at the resolution of things. "If you come around sometime I'm not busy, I'm sure we could manage a few games."

"I'll have to work that into my schedule." It's a busy life for a nora serving three gods, one of them the top God of Fortune. It's also a life of her choosing and seeing the possible difference on the store, it's worth it.

"I need to head back to the office and finish the paperwork for this prayer. Feel free to teleport back with Ebisu's shrine if you want."

Ginia grins.

"It was good seeing you have fun."

"We'll figure it out," Shun replies, giving a slight shrug. He's busy as well, with the God of Fortune life on top of going out of his way to maintain someone else's shrines and all the other training and patrolling he gets himself up to, but he figures he should probably be making at least a bit more time for this sort of thing.

At that last remark, Shun hesitates briefly like he's not used to hearing that kind of sentiment, before he turns away with a slight huff. "I'm sure it's not that big a deal."

He sounds more withdrawn about it than anything, though, rather than actually rejecting the sentiment.

At least he's not rejecting it. Ginia makes sure she hasn't accidentally left anything behind before giving Shun's shoulder a light tap with her knuckles. Maybe it's not a big deal in the long run, but it's still nice. She'll chalk it up as a win.

Making herself noticeable enough, she waves goodbye to the kids before leaving the store, easily bounding off back toward Ebisu's shrine.

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