Open Log: Try to interact with the antisocial 15 year old

[reluctantproxy]

Who: Neku and ANYONE
Where: Downtown LA
When: Daytime, post sinkhole
What: Neku being Neku. Wandering LA unsupervised, spray painting random shit maybe, generally being grumpy and unpleasant and having MASSIVE RELUCTANT HERO ANGST
Warnings: None yet.

((This is my first time throwing up one of these open posts on anything ever so ummm yeah IDK just. I'll throw a thread start on here but I'm also just generally open to doing whatever the hell anyone wants, you can start your own scenario..... it's up to you, I just really want to get Neku interacting with more people))

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[celestialmutt]

Ammy goes up on her hind legs, pushing her forepaws against the wall to balance herself. She cocks her head, looking at the graffiti from this higher vantage point.

It isn't something Amaterasu would have normally considered art; a part of her still can't help but see it as indecorous vandalism. (That was mostly her human reflection in Heaven; ever the formal patron.) Maybe it's the wolf, this experience of anonymity and spontaneity, that lets her perhaps see a tiny part of what this young man does, and that sentiment is lovely.

sorRY I'M SLOW AA

[reluctantproxy]

Neku can't help but chuckle a bit at the sincere inquisition on this dog's face. "Street art is unique... by the nature of being so public it's unavoidable, like people have no choice but to hear what you're saying even if they don't necessarily listen to it. No one else holding you back, no censoring your ideals for anyone." He pauses. "That idea used to be so straight forward to me but now..." Expression turning distant once more, he bounces a soda can up in the air telekinetically.

ahaha believe me I am nobody to throw stones

[celestialmutt]

Ammy turns her head, listening to this explanation. It was a new concern for her; in her own form, she could command any forum she chose. This young man's difficulty finding voice...

...Well, she had excellent ears as a wolf. That would suffice for the moment. It was clear that he needed someone to listen. Ammy pushed away from the wall, front feet back on the ground, and zeroes in on the bouncing soda can. Tail waving, she bounds over to chase it.

[reluctantproxy]

The soda can spins, gliding back and forth in the air as Neku focuses on moving it around for Ammy to chase; may as well play with the pup a bit since he needs the practice anyway.

"I'm just not really sure... I've never been one for helping people. Getting up in anyone else's business. But now I have...... this," he gestures at the floating can. "I don't want to feel responsible... but I do?"

threads what are threads

[celestialmutt]

Ammy leaps after the can, more than willing to hear the young man out by giving him something else to concentrate on.

Re: threads what are threads

[reluctantproxy]

He floats the can around for Ammy to chase, letting his mind drift. It's actually pretty enjoyably mindless, playing fetch with this abnormally large dog. And he's getting in some good telekinesis practice, to boot. Ammy's presence just gives him a generally relaxed vibe, which is far preferable to the noise of other humans.

"I just don't know... should I register? I never really wanted to use my powers but... this whole sinkhole business just has me thinking a lot, I guess."