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Anyone else getting a massive wave of culture shock? It's totally kicking my ass right now. I got a nice little gig set up here above a bar, but the catch is I gotta work. But yeah, people are coming and going like crazy around here. Weird outfits, weird hairstyles. Seeing everyone go crazy about freedom is pretty freakin' cool. Nobody needs some stuffy old dude sittin' in a golden high chair sucking his royal thumb and giving out orders all the time.

Not gonna lie, I've seen some pretty big palaces before, but I totally wanna raid the hell out of Versailles.

So anyway, is it like this all the time when you guys get a new mission? I've never been to Paris before, but I kinda know what it looks like from pictures back in my own time? Universe? Good luck getting your head around that shit, it's way too deep for me. I was all excited to see the Eiffel Tower, but apparently it's not gonna exist for like... a hundred years.

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You steal their heart.

[Now it's Ashitaka's turn to take a moment, considering, lightly confused.]

Can you explain how this is done, and also why it would help?

Ah shit... I ain't the best at explaining this stuff. My teammates were way better at it.

Imagine if you had something inside you that was a really, really twisted desire. Inside your head, you build up a place to keep it safe and locked away. You don't even know you got this messed up thing tinkerin' around inside you, right? But you're also in there, trying to keep it safe because it's what makes you, you.

You go to that place, we call it a palace, and you take that desire. We call 'em treasures. When it's gone, so is the corruption. The person fesses up all to the shitty things they did and has a change of heart.

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[He can't even begin to understand how such a thing would be possible, but... if it were, it would be incredible. He wonders of what San and Eboshi held within themselves, what defenses they built around it. He had seen shadowed vestiges of them, though he had had no ability to affect them internally, only struggling to inhibit their actions.

But that brought up another question: was it right to change something fundamental about a person? Was it not simply robbing them of their ability to change themselves? As much as it fascinated him, Ashitaka felt troubled at the thought. Perhaps it was not the same. Their desires had seemed understandable—to provide for those forgotten, to defend the final land of the gods—but it had been how they went about it that had convinced him of their corruption.]

I... believe I understand. Whatever it was that was distorting that person and forcing their cruelty, you take out. It is only regrettable that the person could not come to such an internal decision themselves.

[There is a pause as he continues not continuing, but...]

What if the distortion in a person's soul was placed there by something else? Would you still be able to remove it?

[It was the same moral problem that all of them faced when they made the decision to become thieves. Their hand was forced by circumstances outside of their hands, but still- he remembers back to all those TV shows that were rambling on about how what the Phantom Thieves were doing wasn't justice.

Ryuji still held onto the idea that it was, though.]

Yeah, that's... pretty much it.

It is kinda regrettable, but if you think about it... most people don't go so extreme that they can't hear their inner conscience, y'know? When it gets to be so bad that you have a palace, there's nothing else to do. They're going to keep manipulating and hurting others, so the best thing you can do to save them is to cut it out of 'em.

Usually they've gone too far. We did have someone once, though. She wanted her treasure stolen, and we took it. So... yeah, I mean. Take it for what you will. I ain't a bad guy, here.

[Something else? What's that mean?]

I dunno. The rules are kinda fuzzy about everything.

[He hadn't meant to call his character into question. He amends this fairly swiftly:]

If you also weighed these concerns, I would not think that you would seek to abuse such a power.

I have also encountered people who would not listen to reason. I wish that I had such an ability at that time. Perhaps things would have turned out differently.

[Even if it had done something as small as force them to at least listen to him...

But the other claimed to have stolen from the heart of someone willing. Ashitaka hesitated once more. He knew from his experience of having a gunshot wound mended by the Great Forest Spirit, and yet it leaving behind his mortal curse, that he should not get too hopeful. But even more information about it would be useful. What he had to go on was so limited.

After a moment:]

Would you be able to tell if a person had something that could be stolen?

[It's in the past already, but someone who became close to all them had ultimately done exactly just that- abused that power with such malice that it moved the needle for just how deep Ryuji defined a person as "evil." That's the problem with any special ability. Yielding it however you like is.. well, it's bad. And in certain cases leads to death. People who manipulate others into doing what they want are despicable, but people who think that they're just in killing them instead of trying to stop them are disgusting.

He's not entirely dense to the way that this conversation is going. Ryuji's not the brightest person out there, but he has a good deal of emotional intelligence. And the way Ashitaka starts to question him, he figures there was some regret in his past that's compelling him to find out more. He's okay with it- in his past, he couldn't talk about these things openly for so many reasons. And it sucked, because he wanted to be a hero.]

All I need is a name.

(ooc: I spent half the day trying to think if I should include "of the Emishi/formerly of the Emishi" but based on interview information I don't think it would really be part of his identity at this point... strokes my chin. regardless I leave it up to you what you want to find since it's ryuji's power [as I try to dig up all my p5 knowledge from months ago] but if you are interested in my input I would say... something is certainly There)

[He wrestled with similar struggles. The mark of the demon was a blight on him, but it also proved itself a boon in many ways. Ashitaka had always been a capable hunter and warrior, should the need arise, but with the strength the mark gave him, he could fight like a monster. It was a constant temptation, especially in a place such as this, with its living undercurrent of strife and violence. He had to constantly tell himself to give in to the hatred that Nago had imprinted upon him would do nothing, solve nothing - just like how, if he had killed Eboshi that day, it would not have stopped or solved that conflict either.

Still, he was curious. Curious if what he was plagued with was in a similar vein to what Ryuji was familiar in dealing with. He knew, however, that if he asked, it would reveal something that, up until this point, he had kept to himself. He did not think that knowledge of the demon's mark on him would endanger him or others, but... it had never seemed applicable to mention.

After another moment's consideration, his curiosity gets the better of him.]

My name is Ashitaka.

If you could search my name, I would be grateful to you.

[Small issue. He needs his phone.

He'll have to talk to the commander about this.]

I'll keep ya posted.

I gotta have the app in order to make it work.

Hey... I know it ain't my right to ask this sorta stuff... but, do you think you'd get a hit?

[Ashitaka has no idea what a phone or an app is but he just assumes it's whatever magic Ryuji would use to make this work (close enough?).]

Thank you.

If it works as you have described, yes, I believe so.

[Unless he fell through some sort of loophole, as his affliction was something placed on him, not something that was a piece of his own personality.]

We don't normally go and take jobs like this, so if you do end up getting a trace in the app, I gotta ask you to come clean about everything and tell me wassup.

Goin' in there is really weird, and you never know what you're gonna face. Not knowing anything about it is kinda like sending troops off into a blind battle.

But, it's cool. We got time. I definitely wanna help you out.

[The reply is... takes a bit longer to respond. He makes a fair argument, particularly since this is a favor he is offering to do him, but Ashitaka hasn't mentioned this topic to anyone here yet. It's not necessarily taboo. He had bared the mark to Eboshi, and San had witnessed its corrupting power on him as well.

He isn't sure why he'd wanted to hide it. Maybe because, here, its looming threat on his life wasn't nearly as pressing of an issue. He could almost pretend it wasn't happening - if not for the occasional reactions from the mark itself.

But no. He couldn't ignore it. It was his burden to bear.]

I will tell you whatever you want to know.

I ask this of you because I bear a curse. I am not sure if I can remove it here. I wonder if what you are able to do could affect it.

[Ryuji's not bothered by the delay in response. He fills the time up with other small, menial tasks at the bar he's working at. It's simple, repetitive, and not very difficult work to do, so when the crowds die down, he makes sure to check later that night and read (re-read) Ashitaka's message to him.]

You're cursed?

[Oh, shit.

That brings on all sorts of questions.

Like.

What if he is in the Metaverse? What if it spreads to other parts of it? He doesn't care too much for the collective cognition of the world since it's kind of... meh, take it or leave it, but the prospect of meeting Ashitaka in the Metaverse with it? What if he's not strong enough to actually do something about it?

He idly grabs his skull mask and starts to look at it.

He has to be strong.]

Well, no matter what the hell it is, I'll steal it. How the heck did you get cursed to begin with?

Yes.

[He hadn't known such a thing was even possible before it happened to him, and if the old wise woman had needed to consult the bones, surely she had never seen anything of its like in her life as well. But the war humans had declared upon the gods was new, as was its echoes reaching out as far as the hidden Emishi village Ashitaka once belonged to.]

COST has provided me with something that keeps it at bay, so if it is too dangerous for you, do not risk yourself.

[But, ah, yeah. That's a bit of a story. So Ashitaka, without a hint of arrogance, simply sends:]

I killed a god.

It had once been a god of the forest, corrupted into a rampaging demon by a ball of lead lodged within its body. It threatened my village, and so I killed it. In its anger, it cursed me before it died.

Yeah. Gods are kinda assholes.

[Not the language he would've used, but...]

Some that I have met certainly are difficult to deal with.

[The Great Forest Spirit had brought him back to life, but not removed his curse? And Moro had threatened to kill him if he came back to their clan's den... definitely a mixed bag.

But, wait, hold on -]

You have had dealings with gods also?

[Others he had spoken to here had only talked of them in the abstract, thinking Ashitaka strange when he talked frankly of dealing with them in earnest.]

[Sorry, he's a vulgar boy.]

Yeah. One that seriously deserved a kick in the balls.

He was toying with the world and wanted to control all of humanity's desires.

[Said so casually. Him and Ashitaka will have to compare notes one day.]

Most of the gods I encountered would be content to rule over their own lands, should they not have been interfered with.

From what you have described of this god, it sounds like it deserved such treatment.

[Again, coarser language and methods than Ashitaka would use, but... he respects Ryuji for it, in a way.]

Is such malevolence from gods typical in your world?

There was this holy grail thingy that started to eat up all the individuality of Tokyo. It's kinda... really fucked up to explain, I dunno how to describe it.

Nah, I don't think so. Most people aren't deeply spiritual now a days anyway. We didn't even know we were messin' around with one until the very end. We were just trying to change shitty adults and stop them from hurting other people.

[He doesn't even have the cultural wherewithal to understand what a holy grail might've been in a normal context. Regardless of what it was, it certainly stood to be an even greater threat for life than anything Ashitaka had seen from the gods of the forest and the mountains. A humbling thought.]

The gods I have encountered did not have such a power over man. They merely waged war with those that trespassed too far into their lands, though it seemed to be a losing battle.

Those men that I have seen have also lost their awe and respect of the gods.
I can see how they might progress to a time where they had forgotten them.

[The times had been changing. Ashitaka vaguely remembered, through a haze of pain, the arguments of the wolf and boar clans. That with the diminishing power of the gods, as humans invaded and stole their land, that the gods-blessed creatures were growing small and dumb as their common counterparts. And yet it was a riddle he hadn't had the chance to solve, an open wound left in his own personal path. With no ability to do anything about it now, he can do little more than try not to dwell upon it.]

You think that like... if a god's not believed in, then they stop existing? I don't know how this stuff works, but... dude, in the future all of Japan is pretty much built up.

The cities have these giant skyscrapers and there are some old temples, but... if the gods you're speakin' about got pissy over people just walking onto their land, then they'd be freakin' bawling their eyes out at seeing where we are now.

Er... shit. Sorry- skyscrapers are really, really tall buildings. We've got tons of them.

Maybe only the really strong ones survived. And maybe they're super pissed off now.

The gods are a part of nature, some as old as the forests and the mountains themselves, so I am not sure belief is a part of it. But the gods I am aware of might not be the same that you are.

If the land was claimed from them, I am not sure they would survive in the same capacity. My curse is proof that man has developed the power to poison and kill them. If things truly progressed to the world you described, I fear it would be a world those gods of the forest would no longer be able to inhabit, for their power comes from it.

[It was what the boars had been afraid of, what Noro had seemed resigned to, as the pellet of iron slowly killed her from within, just as it had Nago.

Ashitaka was human, but he understood the plight of the gods, watching the world twist and churn into one that no longer seemed to have a place for them. He could feel a piece of Nago's hatred at it seethe within him as well, burned into the mark branded across his body.]

[It's not just gods that saw the world change dramatically- every generation had undergone something similar, as society evolved and donned off more and more of their traditional past selves. But then again, humanity is inspired by the divine, right?

Ryuji's heart feels heavier and heavier when he talks to Ashitaka. Usually when he's talking to someone serious, like Yusuke, or dealing with something that's rather tough to chew on, he finds his thoughts drifting away and he has to remember to keep himself focused or else he's going to lose grasp of what's going on. Whoever this guy is, though, Ryuji just wants to sit with. Listen to his stories. And maybe he won't have the patience for it in the end, but he never thought of Japan as anything mysterious or vague. A trip to the forest in his time was mostly for camping. No poisons, no wars, no curses or gods.

He's pretty quick with his reply back to Ashitaka, and as always, he's earnest and straight forward.]

You're a really cool guy.

Ah, sorry! I know that's like, way off track, but I keep sittin' here wantin' to say it, so I figured I'd get it off my chest before I forget it.

Anyway, if the land is gone and the gods are gone... uh, how are you cursed? Shouldn't that shit have like, some sort of source that's keepin' it in you?

[Ashitaka wasn't used to speaking to someone in this manner. Were he sitting with Ryuji in person, subject to tone of voice and body language, he might've altered how he carried through the conversation somewhat. He was a serious young man, sometimes to the point of seeming dour to others, and it was not necessarily a fate he wished to force upon people. Especially since Ryuji, when examining broad strokes, seems like a much... sunnier person than Ashitaka comprehended. He certainly seems to speak with a levity that he feels unaccustomed to.

His own response is a little slower. Another thing he's unaccustomed to: people speaking so openly about how they feel about others?? Maybe his society was just a little more repressed than that...]

Thank you. I have enjoyed speaking with you as well.

[IF IT SEEMS A LITTLE AWKWARD, it's because it is. Ashitaka didn't really have an issue telling San she was beautiful as she held his sword to his throat, but this seemed a little more unwieldy (that, and he was dying from blood loss at the time, so, ya know).]

They are not yet completely gone, but I am not sure that would lift the curse if it were the case. The god that gave me this mark is long since dead, but an echo of his pain and hatred remains impressed upon me until I can discover a way to lift it.

I was told to search for the corruption's cause and to "see with eyes unclouded by hate" as my only means of finding a cure.
[Brief pause . . .] It has not been very clear advice.

[Especially when the mark itself seethes with hatred with every breath he takes, tempting him to do the same. It was not as pressing or painful here, but it was still a reminder.]

[If anything, he's kind of used to this sort of thing- being the boke to the straight man, if only for the sake of trying to keep the mood somewhat lighter, to make sure that seriousness doesn't become fulminating and all-encompassing. But imagine the picture: Ryuji sitting cross leggedly, listening to tales about old gods and curses and he's just... all ears. He's trying to get Ashitaka to loosen up, just a little bit, and he's done it before, and succeeded, with just as equally intense people. Hopefully it doesn't take a blade against his neck to do it, but whatever. If that's his fetish, he's not gonna start judging.

So it's not that awkward, really. He just lets it roll off his shoulder, laughing at how rigid the returned compliment is. Are they close enough for him to tease him yet? God, he wants to tease him for that.]

Thank you, Monsieur. Your words are too kind!

Or somethin' like that.

[Oh god, someone should smack this kid upside the head.

But Ryuji does knows a thing or two about hate. It's what fuels rebellion, it's like the Wheaties to his breakfast of champions, his innate mistrust of adults and everything that his home time period represents. He hated lots of people- Kamoshida, Shido, that drink vendor at the Shibuya station that charged him an exorbitant price for the grossest goddamn healthy drink he's ever had (fuck, Joker. Don't ever suggest that shit again). It's just a part of what keeps his passion... well, passionate.

So maybe he... no, definitely, he's not the right person to go to for advice for this sort of stuff. Give him something to smash, he's going to smash it.]

Dude, I dunno. Maybe you should take a yoga class or somethin'. I hear that makes people pretty chill.

But screw that guy. He ain't got no right takin' away your freedom like that.

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I LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING

MMMMME TOO

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ashitaka you look like a pumpkin

don't judge him for his fashion...

sorry ryuji doesn't understand high couture

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I CANNOT GET OVER HOW CUTE HE IS

IT'LL WEAR OFF trust me :')

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