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[shiro2hero]

Hey, all - I see there's some new faces. I'm Shiro, longtime resident here.

[He's seated on a sofa - well, seated is probably the wrong word. He's propped up by a lot of soft things, thanks to being a Warmblood this month.]

If you have any questions, I'm happy to answer - usually I'm on the Waker team, but ah, didn't get a chance this time around.

[Because of feeling like speaking, like moving, is too much effort.]

Anyway, I had a question. I'm pretty good in a fight, usually prefer hand-to-hand. [He is. Hilarious.] Weapons are a little more rusty, and this thing...

[He turns the omni to face a sword propped against the couch.] ... showed up at our house yesterday. And I could use a few pointers in swinging it.

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[shiro2hero]

... Are you sure you don't have abilities? Because I've never heard of anyone able to see auras.

I definitely can't. And I sure don't have any kind of ability here.

[There's... some bitterness in that last sentence. As much as he doesn't want to let it out, it's there.]

[dialscientist]

[Something Min-Gi may quite literally be able to see., That little pang spidering across Shiro's aura like lightening. Up to you.]

I don't think I have any Darkblood abilities. This aura thing, I dunno. It started on the first which is when Ryan started seeing things, so I'm kinda thinking it's that like.. monthly grab bag of random stuff that happens? I'm blaming The Moss King.

[SHRUG!]

It's all the time. And literally everything that's alive. I guess I'll know for sure on April first.

[shiro2hero]

[He totally can, as much as Shiro tries to smother it down. Bury it. It's there - with guilt hot on its heels.]

Mm. Maybe. But... I still say you were on the verge of something a minute ago. Before I threw us off the couch.

[He'll fight you on that one, buddy. In that supportive paternal way.]

Grab bag or no - it's something, yeah?

[dialscientist]

I guess.

Man, I've tried so many times. Tried and tried and tried and nothing ever happens.

Maybe you don't have magic but at least you can fight. You're strong and know how to do stuff. I don't know how to do anything. I can make crappy diner food and play a keyboard, do you know what that gets you in a city like this? It gets you dead or strung up in a body farm or worse.

[Just gonna go ahead and say it.]

Not to be a big whiner baby or whatever but if auras are my thing, that still isn't even remotely helpful. Something attacks me and oh no, I can see how mad and hungry it is, big whoop!

[shiro2hero]

Then we're going to find someone who knows how Darkbloods work. And get some guidance for you.

[He says this with an absolute straight face. Because, well. He means it. This is it, this is the new Big Mission. Shiro might not know squat about blood magic, blood powers, but there has to be someone out there who does.]

And if you want, when ... this... passes, we can work on self-defense. Okay?

You're not useless. We'll figure this out.

[... Shiro he didn't say 'useless'.]

[dialscientist]

[Didn't need to, it's true. He is useless and they both know it. Shiro gets him.

Check you out, though, Shiro. Finding a new project. Good for you, man.

Min-Gi sighs heavily but nods with something between acceptance, gratitude, and defeat.]

Can we do both at the same time?

[shiro2hero]

[Bold of you to think he wasn't talking about both of you, Min-gi...]

Well. It's probably easier to find you a darkblood tutor right now. [He gestures at himself, looking like he's aged ten years just sitting upright.] But, sure. I'll try my best.

[dialscientist]

[Oh. Right. Yes. Dhur hur, Min-Gi. C'mon man you're embarrassing yourself.]

Yeah.. course. Okay.

[He chews his bottom lip. He really should be going.]

Maybe I can stop by tomorrow after work?

[shiro2hero]

You're welcome here any time.

[He means that. Sincerely. Even reaching out to clasp Min on the shoulder.]

Not just for that. But, yeah. Tomorrow's fine.

[dialscientist]

[A small nod.]

Do you want a hand up?

[shiro2hero]

Please? Think you can manage? I'm not really a lightweight.

[He's a dorito made of meat.]

[dialscientist]

[Min furrows his brow with determination and pulls himself up to his feet. Ryan might be stronger than he is, but it doesn't mean he's a total weakling. Besides, if he leans back just right he'll have physics on his side and it'll be a piece of cake. Right? Right.]

Tch- yeah, I think I can handle that.

[He positions himself and holds out his hand, ready to lean back and let Shiro pull himself up. Him yanking will only make it worse, so Shiro has to do the work but he'll have a force to lever against. What can go wrong.]

Here, whenever you're ready.

[shiro2hero]

[There's the slightest hint of a grin on that exhausted space dad face. Oh, that's some good determination there. That'll help. That will help a lot, he thinks.]

All right. Long as you're sure.

[That grin widens. With a hint of pride.]

[He slots his left hand into Min-Gi's. Easier to use and not end up crushing any vital joints. Or the hand at all. He... definitely uses his legs more than his arm to pull himself up. Really not wanting to topple the poor kid. Min needs a win.]

[Then he's up on his feet. Wavering. And definitely leaning on Min-Gi. But up!]

[dialscientist]

[Up is good! Up is definitely good.

Min takes the time to make sure Shiro is okay and can get back to the couch without falling or buckling, but he isn't long for this visit. He's spooked and wound up he really needs to get back.

All hidden behind a polite smile of course. Ignored with a genuine, grateful good bye.]