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Inbox of Minato Arisato, #3630FF.

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[parodeity]

The kinda naggy one yeah. I think she'd help if we really did need, but if your rpg magic ain't working on this I dunno why hers would. [ he huffs a sigh. while hanging off john so probably at john. ]

[windeity]

[There's a quiet laugh because that huff hits his ear and kind of tickles but whatever.]

Oh. She's the one who yelled about magic, right? [She yelled at John specifically but whatever.] Something about tomes. But that is really cool, Minato! Even...if it isn't working on Vriska. Isn't there a spell to heal petrification ailments? That sounds very RPG-y to me.

[messianic]

I can't say that petrification is a status ailment I've ever encountered [That's a Persona 1 and Persona 2 affair] but...I do have a...spell that should heal all of the status ailments someone's suffering from.

[Because he's from post-game and that makes Messiah stupidly useful.]

It didn't work at all, though.

[parodeity]

[ dave loosens his grip as it occurs to him he's probably being weird. ]

Like, weird magical ailments or also the common cold?

[windeity]

[He doesn't care either way but okay sure Dave. He's not quite letting go of his arm yet either so.]

Do we need to figure out a cure for the common cold?

[messianic]

[How did we get here.]

... No, I can't cure colds. Just other ailments. You know--burn, and charm, and confusion. Those sorts.

[So yeah, the RPG ones.]

[parodeity]

[ oh. well if john is hanging onto him he...guesses he is stuck. okay. ]

We absolutely don't, none of us has ever caught a common cold.

[ ever. clearly. dave definitely didn't get one of those. ]

But mostly I was curious how rpg we were talking.

[windeity]

[He just lifts his eyebrows as best as he can for Dave to see while he's in that position but okay.]

Um. [Dave???] So wait what else can you do, Minato? Just healing?

[messianic]

[...Well.

Dryly, since this seems to be the tone we're taking here:]

RPG skills, mostly.

[That's what he has to offer.]

Some physical attacks, some magic, some support spells. [Sh...rug.]

[parodeity]

Do a lot of dungeon crawling?

[ is minato from a video game??? real questions dave considers. ]

[windeity]

That actually sounds really cool! No wonder you knew what we were doing in the forest. [This is 100% not helping Vriska anymore.]

[messianic]

[you have no room to talk, Dave.]

Tower climbing, actually. [Dryly....

But yeah... Vriska...]

Either way, there still might be someone who specializes in petrification, right? We should keep looking for people who can help.

[parodeity]

We can ask around. And in the meantime just...do what you've already started? Like if we're careful....

[windeity]

So you think she needs more blankets? [At least he's no longer focused on cracking Vriska like an egg....]

[messianic]

[Why are you both like this.]

Yeah, I'll keep an eye on her and make sure nothing happens to her. That's the least I can do, really.

...And I guess we can use more blankets, too.

[parodeity]

[ dave takes pity on john, who clearly needs to do something until distracted.

also encouraging the non breaking plan seems wise. ]

Yeah, I think blankets would be good. Might help keep her a little safer too. [ his grip on john is still loose as he waits for john to release him but there's a brief re-tensing of his arm that is a kind of awkward form of a hug. ]

[windeity]

[There's a nod. He can accept the awkward-hug but he's still eyeing the statue incredulously before he finally loosens his own grip on Dave's arm to let him stand up.]

It makes sense to me. Keeps other stuff from getting at her, too. And you'll tell us if anything changes right Minato?

[messianic]

Yeah, of course.

[A firm nod.]

You guys will be the first people to know. [...] When she's back to normal. [It has to be when, not if, right? There has to be a way.]

[parodeity]

...Thanks, dude. [ dave very carefully releases john and shoves his hands in his pockets. ] Let her know we dropped by?

[windeity]

[He's still standing there with his hands balled into fists at his sides then, not sure if leaving is the best idea but they can't do much else either.]

We appreciate it a lot, Minato.

[messianic]

...Yeah. I'll let her know.

We'll find a way to turn her back to normal, okay? [So don't give up... don't look so sad, as much as is possible here.]

There's definitely a way.

[parodeity]

C'mon, dude. I'll make you food or something. [ this would be so much more compelling an offer if dave could fucking cook. ] Minato, you want in?

[windeity]

[He's sad, but not sad enough that he can't give Dave a slight disbelieving look even if there's a smile anyway. The offer's appreciated nevertheless but he does turn back to Minato.]

Yeah. If she is safe here there isn't much else we can do right now, so...[Come join them, basically.]

[messianic]

[He definitely notes that look, and makes a soft noise--almost a snort.]

I don't mind cooking either, if we're going to be getting together for dinner.

[parodeity]

The soup you made that one time was pretty alright.

[ not that it tasted like anything but ash but hey his standards aren't high ]