catchall for minato

[leaberator]

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[compendiem]

[ ...That would make sense. Money. ]

What if it isn't, though? You know how in videogames, there's always this little mini-game... Sometimes it doesn't pertain to the main story, but there could be a chance it does. Maybe this is the key.

[leaberator]

Uh... the video games I've played aren't that intricate, man. [ mostly because he has not touched any in Forever ] You seriously think there's a secret clue in the casino jackpot?

[compendiem]

What sort of games do you play...?

[ He hopes it's something more interesting than playing slots. His arm's starting to cramp and it's only day 2. ]

It's worth a try, isn't it? It's not even something that needs skill, just patience. I'm patient enough, and I don't have anything else going on, either.

[leaberator]

[ he makes a vague, dismissive sort of noise ]

The ones on my gummiphone, I guess?

[ but also minato the subject of video games is absolutely not the main point, and he looks critically at him ]

"Don't have anything else"... including eating and sleeping, or is it the lighting that makes you look this bad?

[ you can't criticize if you make it a joke, lea ]

[compendiem]

[ No, he really wants to ask what a gummiphone is and what sort of games are on there and if Lea has his gummiphone with him and maybe they can play a little, but then Lea goes ahead and says that, and Minato has to turn away and squint at his reflection on the surface of the slot machine.

He looks like crap, but also, this is how he normally looks. ]

I think it's the lighting... Natural light tends to make things look softer. The ones here kinda flash and make my head hurt.

[leaberator]

[ too bad Minato he absolutely has his phone on him,

He ruffles Minato's hair when he looks at himself in the reflection because how can he ? resist? ]

I think that's the dehydration, buddy. Your brain is begging you to take a break.

[compendiem]

[ Minato frowns a little at having his hair ruffled, but makes no effort to pull away or fix his hair after Lea pulls away. ]

I'm keeping hydrated... Look how much coffee I've drank.

[ So many cups.... that are immediately peed out, so idk whether this is actually hydrating or dehydrating. Also the caffeine makes it impossible to take a break. He's Tired and Wired, a terrible combination. ]

[leaberator]

[ m i n a t o ]

That ... might be the real problem, actually. [ a... alright then ] Y'know, the jackpot's gonna be there even if you take a break.

[compendiem]

[ He shakes his head. ]

The jackpot's there, but... If this would, in anyways, help... I know it doesn't matter who of us wins, but I don't want it to be months later, when it could be days. Nobody should have to be here that long.

[leaberator]

[ ... minato... how is he so pure yet so dumb... why is everyone lea knows just Like That, god. ]

You think taking a nap and seeing the sun for fifteen minutes is gonna delay you by months?

[compendiem]

[ They're all good kids, they're just unfortunately dumb. ]

If I take a nap, I'm not going to wake up for the next fourteen hours... Do you know of the butterfly effect, Lea?

[leaberator]

That thing where one small act can have big consequences down the line? Yeah.

[ that is the most basic understanding of it, but he refuses to ever not use layman's terms ]

[compendiem]

Yeah, that's it.

[ That's exactly what it is, and so Lea should understand, right? ]

If I decide to tough it out, perhaps I'll be able to win by the next couple days. But if I take a nap and go outside, the outcome of the next pull is going to be different. It's not a matter of time, but of consequence.

[ Taking a half hour nap doesn't mean the jackpot is 30 minutes later, it means he's throw into a completely different timeline and maybe in this one, there is no jackpot, ever. ]

[leaberator]

[ ... ]

I dunno, man. I always thought it was kinda bogus. [ ruthlessly blunt. ] What if you playing non-stop has unforeseen consequences the other way?

[compendiem]

[ WOW just dissing Minato's belief system, alright. ]

Could happen. It's a chance I'm willing to take, though.

[leaberator]

[ it's what he do ]

Well... I won't stop you. But if you start hallucinating, at least take a nap? That's usually when things go bad.

[compendiem]

..........How do I tell the difference between a hallucination, and reality?

[ It's a serious question. Once that's out there, he can't even be sure this isn't a hallucination, this entire conversation with Lea. ]

[leaberator]

[ ... pinches Minato's arm ]

Hallucinations can't hurt you, but that you even had to ask means it's naptime. Chop chop.

[compendiem]

Ouch... [ Minato mumbles some sort of protest at that, rubbing at his arm after Lea pulls away, but he still doesn't look all that convinced. ]

If hallucinations can't hurt me, then it's fine, isn't it...? I'll sleep whenever I pass out next.

[leaberator]

Passing out ain't sleeping. You know that, right?

[ he is considering picking minato up and bundling him in a blanket burrito ]

[compendiem]

Passing out leads to sleeping. It's the same thing.

[ There is no blanket here, only slot machines. ]

[leaberator]

[ ... he decides to just pat Minato's hair ]

Alright. You win. You are way more stubborn than I am. I'll bring you a coffee, but if I find you passed out on the machine, I'm carrying your noodle butt to a bed.

[ how dare he call anyone else a noodle when he looks like that ]

[compendiem]

[ If Minato has one thing going for him, it's stubbornness, ducking his head a little at the head pat but letting Lea do whatever. ]

Deal. You can also drag me by the ankles if I'm too heavy.

[ or if Lea is too much of a noodle ]

[leaberator]

Is that a dig? I can lift you no problem, don't make me prove it.

[ he is probably teasing ]

[compendiem]

[ Too bad Minato takes everything seriously. ]

Yeah? Prove it.