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Nagi & Youji

[cyberfly]

[ ooc: from here ]

[ He pauses for a moment to glance at the guy. ]

Which one are you?

[ Not exactly which 'god' -- Nagi doesn't care about that. But has he been here long enough to grow an ego? Like Amaterasu and Fuujin and their ilk? Those kinds don't really condescend to show themselves very much. But they might have more useful information than the newer gods. ]

Re: Nagi & Youji

[slantedcross]

[It's a good question.]

Too soon to tell, I think.

[After all, the downside of these gods was all the baggage they brought from the old life.]

This "always just" concept is a little too freeing, after all.

[cyberfly]

​[ That earns the guy a snort. Nagi doesn't really believe in 'just' gods. They seem like the same as anyone else. Though admittedly, he's not a particularly good judge of morality himself. He does think that Omi has some odd notions about things, but at least he believes in something. ]

I guess that's what your shinki is for.

[ He says it like he doesn't really believe that, either. He resumes his walking and they exit the hall from the back. He sees an secluded looking courtyard with some bushes and trees ahead. That looks like a good place to bury evidence. He doesn't want to be walking around all of Far Shore with a trail of jade dust in his wake. ]

i feel like you just had the most accurate icon choice in the history of such... good work!

[slantedcross]

[Better jade dust than a dead body... but anyway.]

To give advice? Does your god listen to you?

[Who is his god, anyway?]

But is a shinki any more just than a god, I wonder.

ahahaha xD

[cyberfly]

[ He reaches the hidden shaded part of the grove and picks a spot to dig. The jade floats around in a cloud as he punches out mounds of earth with his mind. Soon, there's a sizeable pile of dirt next to a deep hole. The jade dust settles into it.

Does your god listen to you? ]

Why do you wanna know?

[ Nagi glances at him suspiciously from the corner of his eye. He's certainly asking a lot of questions. ]

[slantedcross]

Well, I need a template for how to deal with my shinki. What's normal?

[No, really he's just fishing. He's got nothing better to do, after all, and he can't say he trusts the kid, memories or no...

Anyway, if he stands slightly over here... and blocks Nagi and the evidence from view to passers-by...]

[cyberfly]

Normal...?

[ He ponders on this while he fills the hole back up again, making sure the dirt pile on top blends in as much as possible with the parts that have been undisturbed. ]

I don't know what's normal, [ he answers this rather honestly. Because if he's asked to define normal, he will probably fail. He isn't the most social person ever, but as far as he can tell, he isn't really 'normal' compared to others. ]

Why would you need a template, anyway? Just ask your own shinki.

[slantedcross]

You couldn't pull a punch if it had a rope tied around it, could you?

[...actually the thoroughness does remind him of hiding bodies. Does it look smoother when you can do it with just your brain, or is his own playing tricks on him?]

The blind leading the blind, you mean? That's not very effective.

[cyberfly]

[ That's confusing. Is Nagi supposed to pull punches? Sometimes he thinks he'll never understand what people expect. ]

I don't think effective is something the people in charge here really thought about.

[ Why else would they bring back 'gods' that are more myth than anything else? ]

[slantedcross]

[...damned if he will be caught laughing at something Schwarz said. Damned.]

It's all very haphazard. No one in their right mind would make me a god, at any rate. I must assume desperation, if not insanity.

[cyberfly]

[ Well good, because Nagi would be so confused if you laughed right now. ...you're not laughing, right? ]

Why? What did you do before you got here?

[ Some gods, he knows, died. Others were in the middle of something else. He's not sure what to think of that. If he was pulled here while he was still alive, would he want to go back to his other life? It's hard to tell, having no memories of a life to begin with. ]

[slantedcross]

[No... no laughing. A little amusement creeps into his voice]

I was an art teacher. Before that, I was a florist. And before even that, I was a private investigator.

[Technically, that's honest.]

Nothing like what they want from me here. Although I suppose I could treat a shinki like my students.

[cyberfly]

What do they want from you?

[ This is a genuine question, and not sarcastic at all. Because while he has some idea what they want from Omi, he's not sure if they expect the same from all the gods here. Omi at least, has some combat skills. He's not sure if a P.I. meets that requisite. ]

[slantedcross]

To do what other people want me to do, it seems.

[Which makes utterly no sense to him. In the sense that gods apparently only exist when they're remembered, perhaps it makes sense, but he's an ancient Greek goddess. Who remembers Hedone anymore, besides etymologists?

He supposes it's better than trying to be remembered as conquerors and keeping themselves alive by going down and enforcing their divine will on others.]

[cyberfly]

Hm.

[ He double checks the mound of dirt where he buried the evidence of his accident. It doesn't look like it's been disturbed. No one will find out, so long as this florist-teacher-PI doesn't rat him out.]

I guess you're not really different from shinki, then.

[slantedcross]

[Not unless there was something really good in it for him.]

Well, you know, a society is only as good as its hierarchy.

[cyberfly]

[ Somehow, the remark feels a little off to him. Nagi's not sure why. Society is structured, rigid. So many rules. Maybe this is why he never really feels like he belongs, even after death. He cares so little about how people line things up in order, putting value on things Nagi doesn't understand. ]

...I guess.

[ He studies this guy's face for a moment. ]

Is that what you think?

[slantedcross]

Not really, no.

[He shrugs. It's a useful rubric, if one wants to use it that way, for judging how someone might react to something or something else. What you can get away with, but.]

But enough people defend the status quo to the point that they must really believe so.

[cyberfly]

[ It's like magical thinking. Believe in something strong enough and maybe it'll actually be true. Life isn't so easy. ]

That's pretty stupid, [ he says bluntly. ]

[slantedcross]

They think so, too, I'm sure. [Or they should.]

But they're not creative enough to think of a better idea.

[cyberfly]

Hmph.

[ Maybe they should just tear down the whole system, then. ]

What do you think is a better idea?

[slantedcross]

Not that creative. [No beat missed. Said as casually as possible.]

Can't think of anyone I'd trust to be that creative, either, not without screwing it up for the rest of us.

[cyberfly]

[ That's probably for the best. He doesn't know this guy, but he seems clever enough to know when to not-know. A real fool would make stuff up. ]

You're kind of weird, [ he says with a snort. But there's nothing malicious about it. He might even be somewhat amused. ]

[slantedcross]

Weird is relative. How do you know you're not one, and I'm perfectly normal?

[Though he is right. Youji would also venture to say a few other things were different about his mental capacity, but...]

[cyberfly]

[ Hm. ]

Maybe.

[ Nagi is pretty sure he's not quite normal either. ]

I guess if you're a god, you're supposed to be infallible anyway. [ And you can tell by his tone that he's totally believes that. Ha. ]