[. . . there he is. just as majestic and powerful as before, and Akira slowly climbs to his feet once the Persona has been re-summoned. and this time, there's no fleeting attack, no physical assault, to distract him from getting a good look]
[the symbolism isn't lost on him. Thanatos, the Greek personification of death, and Minato's Persona encompasses that in droves. the coffins at his back, the skull and crossbones at his belt, the looming, almost dark aura. . .]
[... Ha. Minato huffs out a faintly amused breath at that, before he nods. He's still seated, and Thanatos allows Akira to approach without moving, hovering there as quietly and sinisterly as ever.]
Yes. That's right. Him... and Orpheus. They're both me.
[he can't explain it, but he can, in that way a wild card just knows]
[a small laugh, laced with a noise that almost sounds admiring]
One who faced death to retrieve that which he loved, and the embodiment of death itself. . . fitting. But--
[but--]
[he doesn't finish that thought. instead, as he stops a mere few footsteps away from Thanatos, his fingers twitch. he lifts his hand in the air, palm facing forward, and holds it there, hovering in front of Thanatos's head]
[that's all he says before he moves forward, pressing his hand palm flat against Thanatos's face, should both the Persona and Minato allow him to do so]
In a way. . . he's beautiful.
[fellas is it gay to call your senpai's soul persona beautiful]
[Akira is so focused on Thanatos that he misses the way Minato's mouth falls open. he can hear the bemusement in his senpai's tone, however; it merely draws a light little huff from Akira]
Hn? Ah. . . that.
[he also totally keeps his hand pressed against Thanatos's. . . face? kind of petting it like one might pet a horse. okay, Akira]
It just-- [. . . is there a polite way for him to ask this??]
Our Personas are a crystallization of who we are, aren't they? Especially ones like Satanael, or Thanatos. So. . .
[tilts his head at Minato]
. . . why is everything about your Journey so intrinsically tied to Death?
[There is no polite way to ask that, and Minato stills for a moment. Thanatos flickers, as their Personas do when they don't retain great focus on them--before he stabilizes again underneath Akira's touch.
And quietly, Minato closes his eyes, breathing out a slow sigh.]
[ah. . . right. keeping Thanatos maintained in this form must be using up a lot of SP. Akira flashes Minato an apologetic look before he withdraws his hand, signaling that it's fine if Minato recalls his Persona before he passes out from exhaustion]
[. . .]
[and that answer. . .]
[. . .]
Well.
[Akira's tone is carefully, purposefully light]
If you ever want to try, you know where to find me.
[the pieces are starting to come together, and Akira isn't sure he likes the picture they're beginning to form]
[Minato can't see, not with his eyes closed, but. . . a heavy pressure suddenly rests against his shoulder. and if he opens his eyes--]
[he'll find Akira crouching down next to him, one hand resting gently, warmly, against that shoulder, fingers lightly squeezing in a gesture that is meant to be comforting]
[. . .]
[Akira says nothing. but at times, he doesn't feel like he has to]
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[the symbolism isn't lost on him. Thanatos, the Greek personification of death, and Minato's Persona encompasses that in droves. the coffins at his back, the skull and crossbones at his belt, the looming, almost dark aura. . .]
[it's. . . mesmerizing. it's dangerous, but it's also. . .]
[hm. something else Akira can't put into words]
[quietly, but loud enough for Minato to hear as he takes a step towards Thanatos, gaze focused]
This one. [he says with a slight tilt of his head] . . . this one is you. Right?
[in the same way Arsene and Satanael are Joker. right. . .?]
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Yes. That's right. Him... and Orpheus. They're both me.
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Mmm. . . I can feel it.
[he can't explain it, but he can, in that way a wild card just knows]
[a small laugh, laced with a noise that almost sounds admiring]
One who faced death to retrieve that which he loved, and the embodiment of death itself. . . fitting. But--
[but--]
[he doesn't finish that thought. instead, as he stops a mere few footsteps away from Thanatos, his fingers twitch. he lifts his hand in the air, palm facing forward, and holds it there, hovering in front of Thanatos's head]
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And as he does, Minato, almost as if he doesn't dare to breathe, murmurs:]
... You're not-- [Afraid? Daunted? Horrified?]
--bothered by him?
[He's curious about the "but", but... this has to be said first.]
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Of course not.
[that's all he says before he moves forward, pressing his hand palm flat against Thanatos's face, should both the Persona and Minato allow him to do so]
In a way. . . he's beautiful.
[fellas is it gay to call your senpai's soul persona beautiful]
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Minato's expression changes though.
It flickers, his lips parting in slight but notable surprise.
... Ah...]
I--oh.
[He wasn't prepared for that at all and it shows. A moment later, he ducks his head, clears his throat, and:]
... Um. You were about to say something before. "But"--but what?
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Hn? Ah. . . that.
[he also totally keeps his hand pressed against Thanatos's. . . face? kind of petting it like one might pet a horse. okay, Akira]
It just-- [. . . is there a polite way for him to ask this??]
Our Personas are a crystallization of who we are, aren't they? Especially ones like Satanael, or Thanatos. So. . .
[tilts his head at Minato]
. . . why is everything about your Journey so intrinsically tied to Death?
[he means the Arcana, btw]
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And quietly, Minato closes his eyes, breathing out a slow sigh.]
... That's... a complicated question.
I'm... not sure how to answer it.
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[. . .]
[and that answer. . .]
[. . .]
Well.
[Akira's tone is carefully, purposefully light]
If you ever want to try, you know where to find me.
[the pieces are starting to come together, and Akira isn't sure he likes the picture they're beginning to form]
[1/2]
Death... represents a change. A dramatic change, usually. Often, a change in thinking, from one state to another.
[...]
When I started my Journey... I didn't care about anything. Nothing... at all.
By the end... [His lips quirk ruefully.]
... I learned how to care... about everything.
[2/2]
He drops his Evoker to his lap.]
... That's... all I feel like I can tell right now. It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just...
[It's just--]
I'm still figuring it all out myself.
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[he'll find Akira crouching down next to him, one hand resting gently, warmly, against that shoulder, fingers lightly squeezing in a gesture that is meant to be comforting]
[. . .]
[Akira says nothing. but at times, he doesn't feel like he has to]
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... When I figure it out... I'll tell you.
Okay?
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Okay.
[Akira returns that expression a soft smile of his own. for now. . . that's enough]