[ Minato has noticed Shinji's general absence but decided he wouldn't go looking for the upperclassman unless he came across something important. He's surprised to see his bracer light up with a text from him. Did something happen?
Either way, Minato is always willing to get food. ]
[Yes. It's called guilt for being an avoidant piece of shit. As it turns out, when he's not being hunted down and pestered repeatedly, he starts to feel awkward leaving his only remaining teammate in the lurch.]
that damn robot keeps makin stuff that's all janked up figured i could take the basics that ain't ruined and do something with em
[Honestly?? Shinji would've been fine just making you food, Leader. But now that Arisato's asked, he points to some freshly washed vegetables that look relatively acceptable.]
[While Minato chops the vegetables, Shinjiro sets to boiling some noodles and getting some other ingredients together. The end result isn't quite an udon soup like they're familiar with, but it's close.
Two bowls are served at the table, and Shinji lets Minato sit down first before he takes his own seat.]
[ Minato was about to go to town, so congrats! You've saved his mouth from being burned. He gives it a blow before he tries to taste it, but it's still too hot. He glares at the bowl as if it has personally offended him by making him wait. It's smells delicious! And it was made by Shinji so it has to be good. Come on, not-quite-udon-soup, cool off just a little bit. ]
[Shinji might have been a little flattered, if he didn't feel quite so awkward right now. Once the soup cools, he digs in silently, but there's an itch that starts to build up under his skin. He dragged Arisato out here to check in with him, and yet....]
So, uh. [. . .] Hanging in there?
[Well, that sounded stupid. He regrets this already.]
[ Minato nods. He's as alive as he was when he arrived on the moon here. He slurps some up some more soup before it occurs to him that Shinji is trying to make conversation. Oh. What to talk about... ]
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Either way, Minato is always willing to get food. ]
Yes. Plans?
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that damn robot keeps makin stuff that's all janked up
figured i could take the basics that ain't ruined and do something with em
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[ Zoom! He's not running, but he arrives in a few minutes. He nods at Shinji as he opens the door. ]
Where do you want me?
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Chop those for me, would you?
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Two bowls are served at the table, and Shinji lets Minato sit down first before he takes his own seat.]
...Careful, it's hot.
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[ Minato was about to go to town, so congrats! You've saved his mouth from being burned. He gives it a blow before he tries to taste it, but it's still too hot. He glares at the bowl as if it has personally offended him by making him wait. It's smells delicious! And it was made by Shinji so it has to be good. Come on, not-quite-udon-soup, cool off just a little bit. ]
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So, uh. [. . .] Hanging in there?
[Well, that sounded stupid. He regrets this already.]
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I'm taking some classes.
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[Predictably, Shinji has...not done that...]
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Dance. Precalculus. Geometry. Physics. Chemistry. Basic Barding. Fatalistic Fauna. Human Health II. Geography. Creative Writing. Music Appreciation.
[ That's probably all of them... ]
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Damn. Keepin' busy, huh.
....That Qrow guy wants me to go to his combat class or whatever.
[He's thinking about it, at least.]
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[He's gonna bail so fast if he ends up getting asked to summon his Persona tho.]
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