07

[asea]

Who: Walter and you
Where: Nostalgia Nook
When: Early evening
Style: Either
Status: Open

[Walter treats today like any other day, seeing as how the event revolving around it is none of his concern. And today he pays the Nostalgia Nook a visit, though he's not particularly wealthy in StarFish Tokens, wading through the small crowd of children playing at the park to the heart of the shops. This time, one shop of familiar colors catches his attention, and the peddler behind the booth beckons him to come closer. On the display are a few samples not unlike Walter's attire.

The peddler says something or another about what a coincidence it must be, but Walter is more preoccupied with the pamphlet nearby. He takes it.

Shining Blue
Land encompassed by a shimmering ocean [ . . . ] This shop reflects the culture of mythological creatures.

This is outdated.

The peddler offers in an outstretched hand an orange earring like pair on Walter's left ear. He shakes his head, and says maybe a little coldly,]

I don't need it.

[Sometime after that, he'll be wandering around to familiarize himself with what's there tonight, glimpsing at the occasional pamphlet the stores shove onto him; there may very well be a chance he's looking at one about your world.]

( ooc: Feel free to write vague blurbs on what might be found on the pamphlet for your character's world at his/her respective store! )

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[asea]

[Of all the places to meet him . . .

Walter can tell by the voice, so he doesn't bother to turn and address Minato as he sets the pamphlet down.]

What?

[messianic]

[He just waves, even though Walter doesn't look at him, and holds the pamphlet in one hand.]

Hello. It's good to see you again.

[asea]

[Of course Minato would say "good" when they left on a bad note. It's always like this.

Walter doesn't have anything to say, really, though the silence is compensated for by the peddler, who offers another tassel this time -- to which he stares back until it's retracted. Where the hell is he supposed to wear that when he's already got one, on his head?]

[messianic]

[But he really means it--

And he blinks at the tassel, tilts his head and makes the connection.]

...Is this your world's store, Walter-san?

[asea]

[Well, that's obvious from the frightfully similar items on sale. For that reason, he can't and doesn't say no, but rather,]

It's not anything they would be interested in.

[He leaves "they" up for interpretation.]

[messianic]

[..."they"...

He peeks at some of the items on display curiously. It's got a very Walter-esque feel to it, from the clothing to the other items there, and he's curious about them, clearly.]

...Why not?

[asea]

[Why would they want to dress themselves up like non-humans? What they said boils down to that.

But he can't say that.]

Why do you want to know? It isn't any of your business.

[messianic]

...Because you said it, so it must be important.

[He wouldn't have brought it up otherwise, quick as he shut down on it.]

[asea]

[The peddler must sense the tension in the air for once; as the moment Walter parts his mouth to shut that down, too, a pot of flowers is thrust into his face. This time, the peddler's voice is loud and clear, even for Minato to hear.

Why don't you give the nice young man some flowers?

. . . ]

[messianic]

[He blinks as well.

Blink.

Blink.

Er.

Just.

Gonna stand over here with his hands in his pockets and watch what happens with that.]

[asea]

[Alas, Minato is not to receive flowers today. The peddler would weep inside at the lack of profit. Not that Walter has much "profit" to part with.

A moment longer of staring, then Walter turns on his heels to leave the little store, brushing past Minato in the process. Sticking around will only garner him more unnecessary offers.]

[messianic]

[...and with a shrug, Minato follows, though he offers the peddler a few starfish tokens and accepts the flowers.

He follows because he's curious. And he has an idea.]

Walter-san.

[asea]

[A little ways from the stall, Walter stops.]

What?

[Make it quick.]

[messianic]

...Do you mind if I show you something?

[If Walter is so against telling him about him--]

[asea]

. . . Well?

[Go on, before he loses that small shred of patience.]

[messianic]

[First he shoves the flowers into Walter's grasp, because--]

Hold these for me.

[And then he leads the way.

Yeah walter he just gave you flowers.]

[asea]

[What.

There . . . really isn't anything else he can do with them but drop them, so after a moment of watching Minato's retreating back, Walter's one-handed grip on the flowers tighten. Then he follows.]

[messianic]

[Yay good.

Minato leads his way on over to a simple shop that has a Jack Frost outside of it. And with his hands tucked into his pockets--]

This is my world's shop.

[asea]

[Walter takes one glance at the Jack Frost, not recognizing the appearance of the creature, then turns back to Minato, silent. Minato's crawling to a point here.]

[messianic]

[Crawling.

For a reason. He draws in a slow breath--and sighs.]

I can't go back home anymore. [Because he's dead.] Regardless of what happens here.

But it's still important to me.

[asea]

[He can easily guess as to why, given what he's seen of Minato's character. Actually, the one time was more than enough.

He doesn't say anything, and waits for Minato to continue.]

[messianic]

[He just lifts his chin then, looking at Walter squarely.]

You can be angry at whoever you want, and for whatever reason.

But if you want things to change, you have to be willing to educate people. And you are the only expert on your home.

[asea]

[This is what Minato brought him here for? To tell him to educate people? In the name of change?

No, people are the same. They are incapable of learning. They see one thing and refuse to hear the other, the more humane part of what they deem monstrous. Whether a monster is capable of crying or speech, they don't care.

They tried change a long time ago. It failed. It is a fool's move to try something that failed again.

Walter levels Minato with an icy look. Flatly,]

The change you speak of isn't what I desire. Educating them is far from my interests.

[No, the change the Ferines want is the change back to the beginning. Back to how things were . . . ]

[messianic]

[He was afraid of that. He was a little afraid that Walter didn't care to make things change, didn't care if he was always at odds with people.

It makes Minato a little sad.

But it also means he has to change his tactics a little. He just meets Walter's gaze, nodding.]

Then what do you want?

[asea]

[At first, his instinctive reply is to say, "I don't want anything." All Walter strives for is what his people need. Want on a selfish level shouldn't factor into this, but the truth of the matter is that it does. It always has.

And it is personal, and not something for people to know so carelessly.]

I know what I want. I don't need you to ask to remind me.

[Nor is he about to share.]