messianic | IC

[ IT HAS BEEN MADE...with various household items. this, at least, isn't like building a bow or something complex. he's made slingshots for dumb shit before although it has been Years.

he's cheerfully (?) waiting outside with it when minato gets there. ]

Hey, dude.

Hey, Dave.

[Sup.

Minato lifts a hand in a wave before he tucks it back into his pocket, coming closer to peer at that slingshot curiously.

Oooh.]

This looks pretty good, actually.

When I was in the first grade I made one to like, slingshot water balloons and stuff at people passing down on the street below.

[ child ]

[Child.]

You know...that sounds like you.

[He just shakes his head, and:]

I kind of wish I had a water balloon to slingshot at that apple now though. It'd be poetic justice. But instead I've got a sock, if that works.

I'm okay with a sock. [ he hands over the slingshot... ] And look, if we had any balloons I'd let you make a water balloon to toss at me. Wouldn't even dodge. Consider it an IOU?

Seriously?

[He takes the sling shot with a nod, stretching the rubber band part of it idly and curiously.]

You won't magic time powers flash step out of the way?

[He's definitely going to like. Aim at the side of the house first with the sock and fire.

It bounces off the wall, but it's hard to say if that's the part of the wall he was aiming for.]

100% Strider guarantee. If water balloons happen you get one free shot of me standing perfectly still.

[ HE'LL REMEMBER ]

It's a deal, then.

For now... I guess we should give this a shot? Sorry if I hit you in the head a few times.

[The point of the sock, and all.]

That's chill. Just take out all your secret frustrations with me as you learn?

[...?]

What secret frustrations...?

[He's totally sincere...as he settles the balled up sock into the slingshot and settles a fair couple of feet away.

He pulls it back aaaand...fires.

It... bounces off of Dave's forehead. Boink.]

...Hm.

[ dave stoically takes the sock to the forehead...

well no. ok. he kind of snorts. ]

A little higher, but you did at least hit me. Anyway...I dunno. Do you get frustrated with people ever?

Hmmm... yeah, sometimes.

[It was almost stoically, Dave, he thought it was pretty good. Minato's just retrieving that sock quietly, squinting at Dave as he retakes his spot.]

When people are really, really hard-headed about things that they shouldn't be... then I get frustrated sometimes.

[Granted, the level he's talking about here is like "Takaya won't stop murdering people because he thinks he's right in doing so".

He aims....and fires...!! And it sails over Dave's head this time. Dammit. A slight frown at that!]

Hard headed about stuff like what?

[ since it sails over dave's head, he moves to retrieve it, tossing it back to minato softly and underhand. ]

[Minato catches it with a nod of thanks, but when he thinks of Takaya like that...his fingers do dig into the balled up sock a bit. He takes a slow breath in, and slots it back into place in the slingshot.]

... There was someone I knew. He tended to think that anyone who didn't think the way he did about the world was a pathetic idiot.

[He takes aim, grimacing.]

He ended up making a cult, when things were pretty bad back home, preying on peoples' insecurities and fears.

[He fires! Whether it's talking about Takaya that sharpened his aim or just dumb luck, this time he knocks the apple off. He almost looks a little surprised himself, blinking.]

...Good job, dude. [ dave grins, although it flickers away. ]

Insecurities and fears, huh? Those are...pretty easy to take a dig at. Even accidentally.

Thanks.

[Minato's going to go fetch that apple and sock, because there's no sense in wasting resources here... And then he just offers Dave the slingshot, shrugging a little.]

Yeah... they are. I don't think anyone should take advantage of other people like that, no matter what their reasons are. It isn't fair.

...Hey, Minato. Can I ask a creepily intrusive question?

[ like he might anyway even if minato says no but ]

I don't mind.

[Peacefully! Of course he doesn't mind.]

Go ahead.

What was your childhood like? Your family?

[... Ah.

Well. Minato's quiet only for a moment, and then he shrugs a little.]

I'm an only child... I'm pretty sure my parents were good people. ["Pretty sure."]

When I was six, there was an accident, and I was the only one who survived. ... I just moved around a lot after that. [Which... is a lot of commentary on his childhood after all, even if he doesn't want to put words to it. He just didn't have a family, after all--he was shuffled from place to place, and never really did find a home to live in.]

Shit. [ welp. ] Sorry for bringin' it up. You just always seem so...calm. I wondered, you know?

[ if that came from stability, or just minato himself. ]

It's fine.

[Minato offers that up sincerely, expression quiet but not too bothered.]

It was a long time ago, so I've had a long time to come to terms with it. Besides...

[...]

I ended up finding a home in the end, so I'm satisfied. I guess the calmness is just me, though. [Or, you know, Death in his head. But. Details.]

...Mind if I ask what the home you found was like?

[ sue him, he's curious ]

No, of course not.

[How could he mind talking about the good part of his life?]

... When I transferred schools on a scholarship, I ended up in these dorms... and I ended up becoming a family with everyone there. It was a pretty ragtag group, but...

[A shrug, quiet contentedness on his face.]

I'd never had anything like it before.

...Yeah, I get that. It's how I feel about John and Rose and Jade.

[ he misses the girls SO BAD. ]

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