[ a man of very few words, and a man that demands a lot of answers (preferably neatly tallied in a bulleted report), it's not surprise that when he does manage to use the newfangled telepathy, it's a simple and curt question. it's very fitting, to be honest: ]
What is this nonsense?
E
[ yamato is staring at the provisions as if they're things he's never seen before. to be fair, a few of them are a bit out of this league. toothbrush, sure? shrimp? he's seen these in the fancy meals his chefs made for him. clothes aren't befitting of someone like him that he'll discard for now (but probably pick back up later, just in case) and ... weird. is this a ... gaming device? is that what hibiki had called it once? he eyes it with suspicion and holds it up. ]
...Tch. How useless. [ it's said in a murmur, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, but to no one in particular. ]
H
[ shelter is a necessity. that much he knows about this otherwise befuddling and vexing situation. shelter is something humans need to survive and along with food, that's his top priority. fiddling with his now useless phone and the odd device implanted near his neck will have to wait until he's met all of his basic needs.
the huts aren't labeled correctly. not really, given that coven members seem to come and go quickly here. so apologies if one intimidating looking young man opens the door to your hut, wearing a soaking-wet trench coat. and instead of apologizing for intruding, he just stares at you coldly, unblinking, hand on the door. ]
Occupied. I see. [ it's said without a lick of emotion, eyes unmoving and then - ] Perhaps this is for the best. You can answer a few of my questions. [ it doesn't sound all that friendly.... sorry. ]
yamato hotsuin ☆ devil survivor 2
[ a man of very few words, and a man that demands a lot of answers (preferably neatly tallied in a bulleted report), it's not surprise that when he does manage to use the newfangled telepathy, it's a simple and curt question. it's very fitting, to be honest: ]
What is this nonsense?
E
[ yamato is staring at the provisions as if they're things he's never seen before. to be fair, a few of them are a bit out of this league. toothbrush, sure? shrimp? he's seen these in the fancy meals his chefs made for him. clothes aren't befitting of someone like him that he'll discard for now (but probably pick back up later, just in case) and ... weird. is this a ... gaming device? is that what hibiki had called it once? he eyes it with suspicion and holds it up. ]
...Tch. How useless. [ it's said in a murmur, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear, but to no one in particular. ]
H
[ shelter is a necessity. that much he knows about this otherwise befuddling and vexing situation. shelter is something humans need to survive and along with food, that's his top priority. fiddling with his now useless phone and the odd device implanted near his neck will have to wait until he's met all of his basic needs.
the huts aren't labeled correctly. not really, given that coven members seem to come and go quickly here. so apologies if one intimidating looking young man opens the door to your hut, wearing a soaking-wet trench coat. and instead of apologizing for intruding, he just stares at you coldly, unblinking, hand on the door. ]
Occupied. I see. [ it's said without a lick of emotion, eyes unmoving and then - ] Perhaps this is for the best. You can answer a few of my questions. [ it doesn't sound all that friendly.... sorry. ]