badfic_manor | 001; in person

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001; in person

[ The first thing he notices is that he appears to no longer in be in constant, agonising pain. Pretty easy thing to notice, all things considered!

The second thing is that it is fucking cold. Minato sits up with a jolt, drawing in one sharp breath, eyes wide for just a few seconds as everything comes flooding back: noise, people, sunlight, life...the boy's breath rises and falls for some time, just staring straight ahead, before he manages to get himself together enough to notice anything other than broad concepts.

He appears to have been laying on a park bench, bundled up in his usual winter clothing, a name searing itself indelibly into his conciousness within those first few seconds. Elphaba...whoever that was, he had to get a present for Elphaba.

Then someone yells at him to get a job and he sits up properly, swinging his legs off the park bench. People walking past, a hot-dog vendor over there, ducks...and everyone is speaking- what is that, English? It is.

Curiouser and curiouser. Minato feels a few weights on his person and gets to investigating: his mp3 player and headphones are back, thank goodness, and his Evoker is tucked into a safe inner pocket. That just leaves this odd cellphoney device- he tugs it out and looks down at it, eyes still hazy from sleep and confusion. ]

...a city? How?

[ H-help, guys. He has no idea what's going on. ]

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[A bell went off in her head momentarily. it's...that's a sweet reaction, but seems a little forced, so she backtracks, making it sound casual and natural in the conversation]

I mean, we fight sometimes, but what siblings don't?

[she gives a weak laugh and looks off to the side and -]

Oh. There's an ice skating rink. Do you want to... I mean, I was going to go -...

Yeah. It's normal.

--ice skating? [ chuckle ] Alright, but I'm not good at it.

Neither am I. I've never done it.

[which is partially a lie; but doesn't matter, as this is just an excuse to be clingy and cute. moe.]

[now, on the airs of being distracted and excited, she pulls on his elbow - actually touching him for once - and starts to make toward the rink.]

It will be fun.

[ Any excuse to get touchy with cute girls is alright by him! He'll follow along obediently, glancing about- ice rink, people skating, all as normal as normal can be. How refreshing. ]

Yeah. Just be careful, okay?

I'll be fine. And so will you.

[she moves to where the ice skates are being rented out; oddly enough, unmanned. she magically selects two pairs - one female and one for males - and hands them over, smiling.]

Hopefully.

[ These pants aren't that insulated from buttfall! He gives a nod and sits to strap them on, frowning briefly at them. God, all these straps. ]

[she laced the shoe up no problem and wobbled around. oh dear this is hard.]

Are - are you ready?

Mm. Ready when you are.

[ he takes a couple of testing steps...oh, this isn't too hard! just gonna come over and take her arm, leading them out to the rink. ]

[she wobbles slightly but follows him an immediately on the rink, giggling embarrassedly as she stumbles.]

O - okay. We can do this. [her skates slip on the ice, but she's gliding slightly, and is balanced, gripping at Minato's arm, and then his hand.]

Anything else you want to know?

Nothing comes to mind...if it's important, it'll come up.

[ Holding right back onto her hand. He's trying to keep his cool, but the boy's wobbling just as much as he gets his bearings, sliding across the ice. ]

[oh don't worry. she'll slip first and flop royally onto her knees on the ice, landing paigully and letting out a little grown of pain. see she's still tender from being abused a month ago, and clutches his hand all the tighter.]

[she didn't pull him down, at least. maybe just jerked his arm a little]

O - ow.

[ Oh, snap. He skids to a halt, looking down at her with concern. The jerk almost throws him off balance, but he manages to keep his feet where they should be.

Minato offers a hand down. ]

You okay?

Oh, I'm fine. Just - just clumsy.

[said in a way that implies 'protect me I'm delicate' before she sheepishly implores; ]

Sorry. I didn't mean to pull you.

It's okay. First time and everything.

[ Sob, he really is falling for it. Minato tugs her back onto her feet, then brings his other arm around her so they can skate back to the wall. ]

Let me take a look at it.

I'm okay. I really am.

[her tights are torn and bleeding on one knee, and she's stumbling a little bit, and when she clutches at the wall.]

You don't have to worry.

Don't be reckless.

[ Kneeling awkwardly down and leaning against the rink edge with one hand to inspect it...geez, that's nasty. ] Gotta get that disinfected.

[she's the epitome of embarrassed.]

I'm okay - really. I'm durable, mister, I promise. [and she skillfully brushes a strand of damp hair from her face, cheeks tinged pink from the cold and a blush.]

If you're sure.

[ Such skills, Mina. He'll keep a hold on her nevertheless, regarding that...she'll get sat down when they're done and attended to, that much is for sure. ] Think you can go on?

[a giggle.]

You sound like my brother. I bet you would like him.

[see how she is immediately integrating you into her life? tying you to her with an umbilical chord of piano wire?]

It's just a scratch, alright?

Yeah? [ Clever, clever girl! The moment when that wire begins to slice him through is going to hurt all the more. 8( ] Guess you really are tough...alright.

[ Skating on! ]

[she nods, getting her barings and skating a little behind him.]

Tough as nails. [it's a joke - her voice high and light despite the wince she gives every time she moves.]

[and she keeps skating, for a while before...oh. oh what's that? Mina looks at the side of the rink to a small cart.] O - oh. Do you want to get h - hot chocolate?

I bet.

[ And a chuckle to reward that! The thought of hot chocolate...my god, he can't even remember what it tastes like. Minato nods readily, steering them off towards the exit. ]

[standing in the short but busy line - having shed her skates almost immediately after getting off the ice - Mina smiles, standing purposfully close to the blue haired boy.]

[...what a fucking retarded hair color.]

So...where did you come from?

[ Hey, man. He was born with this hair colour...somehow. May also subtly be trying to take her hand. ]

Port Island, Japan. You?

[and she'll let him. for now at least, even wrapping her own fingers around his and pulling his hand into her pocket. it's cold out, after all.]

I'm from Japan, too. [but...a much smaller, much more watery version than yours I bet.] Do you miss home yet?

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