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[ "Don". Really? He was doing his best to keep that at least a little ambiguous. Not that he was ashamed of the title, he just wasn't ready to hear the inevitable "but I couldn't you as a don!" from everyone. He got enough of that back home. Hearing it from others would... really wear on him. He frowned slightly, keeping his gaze forward. Maybe if they glossed over it, it wouldn't have been addressed? ]

You intend on sharing with him? Come on, Kyrie, at least be honest, and tell him you intend on taking it for yourself.

[ Look, see? He can spill shit about you too, Kyrie. ]

And anyway, I know I can do it, I was just hoping to share the experience with someone who hadn't done it before. How else is one going to learn something crucial as hunting? From you? I don't think so. Besides, did you even ask him if he was okay with it?

[In this case, Caramia is saved by the fact that Minato is a Japanese teenager and the word "Don" slips right by him a little. He's trying to process it, it's obviously important, but... he doesn't know what it means off the top of his head.

Hmm...

Also somehow, even if this is getting more and more vicious, bickering-wise, he still doesn't feel like they don't like each other... rather, it's the opposite, isn't it?]

Ah... could we maybe do both, Caramia-san? [FINALLY Minato speaks up a bit. Shockingly.] We could start with the quest, since it's true we should try to get those done... and you could teach me to hunt after...?

If you don't want people to say you don't act like a don, perhaps you should act more like a don...!

"Well, yes," he allows, waving a hand with a soft, bubbly laugh. "It's only fair, given that it was my idea in the first place. I'm sure Minato would agree, it's the responsible thing to do."

He slides an amused glance over to Caramia, the easy smile on his face a distinct contrast to the sharp insults he'd been tossing out just moments ago.

"How exactly do you plan on teaching him? He isn't a cub, you know. He doesn't have the teeth, nor claws for that matter, to hunt the way you're used to." A pause. Then, as Minato speaks up at last, his attention shifts back to the road before them. Somehow, he looks... almost smug?

Definitely pleased with himself, given the fact he's all but won here. But there's a dangerously cheshire glint to his eye as he heaves an over-dramatic sigh and continues:

"I wouldn't put too much stock in him, Minato. You should know that he would have run from so much as a rabbit when I first met him."

[ He thinks he's doing a GREAT job! So shut up?! ]

O-oi, you were supposed to deny that. At least pretend you have some dignity... [ He muttered, mostly to himself, heaving a sigh.

And he was going to point out that Minato even brought a weapon and everything. It would've been so easy to teach him how to hunt, but why take that into account? That would've been easy. Arguing about it was going to prove fruitless, wasn't it? It always did.

He'd drop that for now, seeing as it might be in their best interest to just go hunting after they do this silly gold leaf hunt or whatever. ]

H-hey!! That was ages ago, there's no point bringing that up! [ Low blow, Kyrie. ]

Edited 2018-04-11 01:13 (UTC)

[..... WELL.

Minato is not at all bothered by the fact that Kyrie intended on taking the quest item for himself; it's sort of how these things go, and for him? The process is more interesting anyway. Learning more about Caramia and Kyrie is more interesting than actually holding onto some sort of golden leaf.

But.

That's... sure a statement.]

A...rabbit? [Sorry, Caramia, he can't help it... he offers up a puzzled look.] But aren't you a lion?

Kyrie only brightens further when Minato takes the bait, eyes practically dancing with mischief. This is too much fun?? Despite the dreary scenery and the fact they're about to embark on a quest from some unknown figurehead into a forest full of unknown dangers, he is thoroughly enjoying himself.

It doesn't take much to entertain him, really.

"Yes, Caramia..." He tilts his head, aiming a grin at his don as he asks in an innocent tone, "Aren't you a lion?"

Getting Minato to join in on the teasing, even if it's just innocent curiosity, is probably the best thing he's done since he's gotten here.

He was exaggerating. I wasn't scared of rabbits... [ Just, you know, when they snuck up on him or made noises in bushes. ] I will admit, I was quite cowardly back in the day. I was scared of so much as my own shadow, but I've definitely grown since then. Is that something you can say, Kyrie?

[ Look, Caramia doesn't get a prime opportunity for a comeback better than this one. He was even sliding in real close to Kyrie to plop an arm around his shoulder, grinning wide at Minato. ]

You should've seen this one, back in the day. Did I ever mention that he was a scarecrow? It's why his hair's so strange now. [ Like, really, who has naturally green hair??? That's just so weird. ] Among other things. [ ~~Like how he acts like he has a stick up his ass? Haha. Good one.~~ ]

He didn't have very good memory, but he was just as sweet as could be. Kind and brilliant in his own right, he was. Cared about a coward like me, too.

[ And just what happened? Caramia would like to know. If you find out for yourself, Minato, please tell your resident lion dad. ]

Edited 2018-04-11 03:50 (UTC)

[There is so much happening here that Minato can barely keep up with. He's always wanted to learn more about Kyrie and Caramia, but...

This is information overload.

(Wait... a cowardly lion, a scarecrow...? Where has he heard that before?)]

A...scarecrow?

[... "Sweet"? Look, Minato can look on the bright side of things, but calling Kyrie sweet is kind of hard to contemplate.]

He...was like that?

Ah. Well, there goes his fun. Wave at it as it goes, kids! There it goes!! Bye!!!

His grin fades into more of a neutral smile as Caramia's arm goes around him, only to harden into one that's... pretty obviously forced. And with a hint of threat behind it, as well.

"Funny to bring up my hair, when yours is all bedhead," he retorts, though it falls flat as Caramia continues.

Honestly, he should have cut his losses. Or kept talking, so that there wouldn't have been the chance for this change in subject. But he didn't, and now Minato is encouraging the topic, and so here he is, lifting his chin indignantly despite the faint color rising in his cheeks.

"I did not." Convincing argument, Kyrie. Definitely doesn't sound like a petulant child. "I simply didn't yet realize what a complete and total waste of fur you would end up. If I'd known better, I would have left you to rot in that awful forest--I could do it still, you know, you stupid, shitty lion."

Please, Minato, have mercy... Take your teacher's side here, please.........

[ Hey, no fair, Caramia was his teacher, too. Just, you know, his guitar teacher. It was the same thing, really. Has Kyrie really even taught him anything?

And anyway, we're just gonna ignore that part about the hair. It was negligible since there were far better things to be focusing on right now. Like Scarecrow! ]

He was! It was quite precious, honestly. Put a "mister" or "miss" in front of everyone's name, and took joy in the smallest things. Wasn't nearly as grumpy, either...

[ Caramia, admittedly, did miss when he was like that. Not that he'd ever tell Kyrie that, since he still did care about Kyrie now, but... it was nice to have such a caring friend. He guessed it just sucked not knowing why he changed.

...You know, it was absolutely worth it now to see Kyrie flustered like this now, though. ]

Hey, that's mean. I was being nice, you know! You really were quite sweet. It was nice having someone believe in me.

[Is.

Is that....

Is that a blush on Kyrie's face? Holy crap. Caramia has some sort of witchcraft power over Kyrie, that's for sure, because that's not an expression Minato ever expected to see on Kyrie's face. So apparently everything Caramia is saying is completely true, because why else would Kyrie be so flustered...?

One thing Minato definitely is not going to do is take sides here; he's absorbed in their argument, but you'd better bet he's not going to say a word in response. No way, he's just going to Listen and see how much he can learn here, he knows better than to put himself in the line of fire...

Continue, dad #1 and dad #2.]

Look... Everyone's gotta have at least one person who can bring their ego down to a manageable level. It's just unfortunate that this is the way things have to be.

"Oh, shut up," he snaps, because that's a valid comeback. "I hope you fall off a cliff and roll into a lake so I can leave you out here to drown."

Why does he sound like a pouty kid...? Ah. Because he is. And after a moment, as if unintentionally reinforcing the idea, he continues:

"And stop hanging off of me like the smelly old coat I ought to turn you into--you're getting your nauseating stench all over me." With that, he shoves irritably at Caramia's arm, taking up a faster stride as if to break free from the pair of them entirely.

In the end though, his intention is just to take up the lead, so they can't see his face as he glares towards the forest they're inevitably nearing. Why couldn't this happen around someone else? Like Okuyasu. At least then if he felt like a fool, he could remind himself that there were bigger ones in the world still. Sorry, Okuyasu.

[ Aw, fun's over. Under normal circumstances... er... well, under "them being alone" circumstances, he may have gone after Kyrie to lock him in a hug and make some kind of comment like "No, this is hanging off you!", but decided against it since there was no reason to embarrass him more in front of Minato. Speaking of, Caramia opted to throw his arm around him instead, since their newly flustered scarecrow was leaving them to go ahead. ]

Scusa, but I couldn't help make fun of Kyrie. It's rare I get the opportunity. Guess I have you to thank for that, Minato.

[Oh.

Guh.

An arm over his shoulder, and Minato... just kind of bears with it, even if he looks a little startled despite himself.]

Ah... I'm glad you're happy, but that wasn't really my intention--

[It's not like he was trying to set Kyrie up for teasing, it just...happened.]

But...you two really are close, aren't you?

Freedom is so sweet. Enjoy your stinky lion, Minato.

Kyrie, meanwhile, keeps up a steady stride some few paces ahead of the pair. He's not at all interested in hearing Caramia's excuses until--

He makes a soft noise under his breath that's half a scoff and half a disgusted grunt. While he doesn't quite turn to look at them, he does duck his head a bit to snap over his shoulder.

"How could you have come up with that preposterous idea...?"

Hm. Deja vu, how strange.

Still, what a ridiculous notion. These two? Getting along? You'd have to be an idiot to even suggest it.

Huh...?

[ Seemed like Kyrie was the only one a little bewildered by Minato's words. Caramia, still keeping his arm around him, gave a rather shocked expression. Well, it's not as if he hasn't gone around telling everyone that they made a good team, but it was a little strange for someone else to see that, rather than Caramia just insisting that were the case.

Then, though, he laughed. ]

You aren't wrong. He really is my best friend, after all. No matter how much we may argue.

[Kyrie is kind of endearing when he's being all tsundere like this... Minato treasures living, though, so he won't point that out.

Instead, Minato hums a soft noise and nods.]

I thought so... it's obvious you've known each other a long time, and I feel like... you have to be really close to be able to bicker like that without being upset by it.

[It's just... them being them, isn't it?]

That's probably for the best. Kyrie still has some bullets to spare.

He only sighs though, a sharp huff of air that seems to be trying to cut the topic short.

"Caramia..." Here? Really? Now is not the time to be getting into this shit. It's bad enough he's spilled everything he has about back when he was a scarecrow!! "There are more important things to be focusing on here."

Like the quest? And the forest? Honestly...

[ Minato gets it!!! What a good kid, honestly. 10/10 would adopt. ]

Yeah, exactly like that! Though, I really wouldn't call it "bickering". It's more like... verbal sparring, I guess!

[ Oh, wait, Kyrie was still getting exasperated with the conversation, wasn't he? Right-o. Caramia tugged Minato along by his shoulder to quicken their pace back to the bad-mannered scarecrow. ]

Yeah, yeah, we're here! But we can talk about stuff while we look around. Or do our voices deter your attention away from the weird leaves?

[... Verbal sparring, huh...?

Right, okay. Quest! Focus on the quest!

Though, admittedly...]

How are we supposed to find a golden leaf, exactly, in a place like this...?

"The sound of your voice is as lulling as nails on a chalkboard. How anyone could focus with you droning on in the background is beyond even me."

Still, Kyrie allows his pace to fall back into line with the others', now that he's composed himself once more. Just you wait, Caramia, he'll get you back for that...

In the meantime, he lets his attention drift skyward, eyeing their greyed out surroundings.

"Despite how straightforward the instructions were, I doubt it's intended to be easy. The only requirement listed was a yellow--yours truly, that is. As I'm present, I predict the rest will fall into place accordingly..." He spares a glance to Minato. "But, I also don't expect leaves of any particular color to simply fall into our open palms."

They'll just have to trust his word, won't they? Easy enough!

Hm...? Mine? You really think that? I didn't think it was that bad. For what it's worth, I quite like the sound of yours, even if you are insulting me most of the time with it.

[ He slid his arm from around Minato, leaving him with a little ruffle of his hair before his arm dropped by his side. ]

Sounds like it. Needle in a haystack situation, only less itching.

[ Haystacks... weren't really his thing. ]

Do you have any theories about why we're sorted by colors like this, by the way? And why we seem to be needed for specific things based on what color we are? It seems a little odd, doesn't it?

[...Yeah.... the problem is like--]

Do any of the leaves have any color...?

[That's just murmured, though, because then they're right back to moving on in the conversation. He'll just have to trust that there must be some sort of way to find a leaf like that.

Hm...]

It does seem odd, you're right. I guess it's just like...

[Hm.]

I haven't been surprised by any of the colors anyone's been so far, if that makes sense.

Honestly, Caramia...

"Provided the obvious lack of color, it's only fitting that whatever power placed us here would assign a contrast. From red, blue, and yellow, one can create innumerable other colors." As he talks, he's busy staring into the canopy. Because apparently he can talk just fine, it's just Caramia's voice that's the issue... or something. "All it takes is a bit of creativity, and the ability to blend. Or, I suppose in our case, mingle." A pause. Then, a quick glance back down. "There's a reason we were all placed in the same town, wouldn't you think?"

But hey, look! That sure does look like a flash of color somewhere up right above Minato's head, doesn't it? Gone in an instant, and yet it draws Kyrie's eye just as quickly--and, fortunately, an infallible memory means there's no possible way to mistake it, despite the way it blends right back into its otherwise unextraordinary surroundings.

He comes to a sudden stop, tracing the branch to the trunk it's attached to, and points...

...To the one next to it.

"Caramia. Now's your chance to make yourself useful--it's up there." That's certainly vague. He doesn't even point to the branch it's supposed to be on or anything, just the whole tree. "I'll direct you further once you're close."

Well, sure, primary colors and whatever, but... I meant about-

[ As Kyrie stops, so did Caramia's words. What he was about to say probably wasn't important. It wasn't like he was talking about why they were here or anything. Why would that be important? It's not. Clearly.

(Insert audible eye roll here.) ]

Up... where? [ He asked anyway, even if Kyrie just said that he would give him further directions. He walked to the tree that was pointed out anyway. ] This one?? [ He gave the tree's leaves a quick glance around. ] I don't see anything unusual, Kyrie.

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