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Hello everyone! ＼（＾∀＾） I hope you've all settled in well!

My name's Minako Arisato. I've talked to a few of you already, but for everyone else, it's nice to meet you!

Now that things have calmed down a little I was wondering - how many of us were Persona-users before coming to Hinoto-ri? I think it might be good to meet and compare notes if we haven't yet, see what's the same and what's changed. And maybe we could also make a list of people with experience who can help with answering questions or training, or things like that! Just jumping into using a Persona can be pretty daunting...

For everyone else - what do you usually do for fun? Some of the things I like are music, volleyball, cooking... If we have enough people who like the same things, maybe we could even form a club! I wouldn't mind having someone to play volleyball with again. Or to go out to karaoke! (ﾉ´▽｀)ﾉ♪

Anyway, that's all for now!

[added private text to Shinjiro]

Can I come over later?

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Oh, you're into card games, then?

You could say that.

[Or one card game in particular, to be precise, but details.]

[sinful!! forbidden!! absolutely no chance!! off limits!!]

I will think about it. You always seem to know better than I do. [all ur teasing has some lessons. like not to trust bags of "food" you give him. but still.]

[theo you're so embarrassing sometimes...] Did you meet a different attendant? It sounds like Igor-san's always there but not the others.

[let's not comment on Taurus...]

I haven't been up the mountain yet. Minato and I walked around most of the other districts though.

I've never really gotten into collectible games like that. They sound like fun, though. [If you're into that... and possibly also a small child]

[He easily loosens his hold, eyes following her as she leaves him. He leans forward, about to pull in his chair, when she turns back and just—

just what the hell

does she think she's even—

so he's her chair now. okay. he missed that in the fine print of their new, unwritten contract—the part that mentions that all furniture privileges are effective immediately.

If her plan was to distract him, then she's doing a hell of a good job. Because he's distracted now. Hard to dwell on things when you have a girl trying to set up shop in your lap. He's pretty sure every ounce of heat he has in him is retreating to his face and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

Does she even have any idea—

Even the foggiest idea of what this sort of thing does to—

No. She probably does. And doesn't. All at the same time. You'd think that a few hours of unconsciousness wouldn't have been enough time for him to forget how bold she can be. (And he hasn't forgotten, really. She just always has the habit of taking him by surprise.)

It takes a few seconds for his mind and body to resync. Get used to her sudden presence again, though outwardly, aside from sudden flush that's taken hold of his face and the rigid, startled, cat-like stiffness to his body, little has changed. But almost immediately afterward, he relaxes, slowly leaning back into his chair while a suppressed laugh escapes his throat. Because okay. You win.

If this is how things are going to be from now on, he can get used to it.

But if she's going to bold, then hell, he can be a little bit bold too, tired and emotionally drained as he inwardly feels, head full of everything he's heard tonight and is still trying to sort through. Even though he's so used to holding himself back, keeping himself tied down, he can play her game. So he does, carefully slipping one of his arms around her waist.]

Why don't you tell me about Kyoto.

[Has to be more to it than Akihiko being pulled into things like a dumbass.]

Edited 2012-09-19 07:18 (UTC)

Sounds like you took it pretty seriously. You must have been a good leader.

[Not that he doubted, but you know, he's trying to fit all of the pieces together.]

Did we ever do any training together? I've always been a fan of running with a partner, I can't help wondering if that's the same on your side.

[loser!!]

Is it truly always? (ﾉ´▽｀)ﾉ♪ Wonderful!

[Normally some amount of stiffness is okay with her, and it still is... but as he'd guessed, her main goal isn't to rile him up, but just relax and forget the awful story she'd just dropped on him. That part seems to be working too.]

First you want - [she swallows the bite of food, talking with your mouth full isn't very ladylike even if she's not looking directly at him] me to eat, now you want me to talk...

[She shakes her head, as though to say 'really, Senpai.'

But she launches into an explanation between bites, anyway. Discussing each temple they went to, the souvenirs they bought, what her other friends outside of SEES had gotten up to. Playing table tennis in the lounge and Aigis stalking Ryoji whenever he spoke to Minako for more than two seconds. Normal, everyday, pointless things.

She'd missed these conversations.

She has to finish up with the execution story, of course. It was the highlight of the trip.] --You should have seen their faces. They were all sitting on a bench looking sorry for themselves, and then Mitsuru-senpai just walked past without even glancing at them.

It's popular in my world.

[Which may be an understatement, considering how much revolves around it.]

[unfortunately she's still thinking of the kinds you buy in packs in convenience stores.]

You said you like electronics, too? I have a friend back home who's interested in that.

There were three people there with Igor when I visited. Belladonna, Nameless, and the Demon Artist. Belladonna sings while Nameless plays piano.

I've never met any of them before. It was just Igor-san and Theo when I visited... Though Theo told me about his sisters, Elizabeth and Margaret.

It sounds like the attendants are different for everyone who goes!

Maybe we get matched with the people who can help us the best.

That would make sense. Kind of like matchmaking!

[It's the first thing that comes to mind. Ulala is always dragging her to those matchamking parties. Ulala, she is busy being a driven career-woman, okay? Okay.]

Matchmaking?

[She can't say she's ever needed something like that

she can pick terrible matches for herself all on her own]

Yeah, we'd go running sometimes. Sometimes with Koromaru, too... [even though Koromaru had more energy than the both of them.]

...A bird that's sometimes white and runs around but can't fly very well.

You eat them... or their eggs.

[He just shoots her a look that plainly says, "if you're saying you can't multi-task, then I don't know you."

But after that he listens. His questions are brief, and his occasional comments briefer. For the most part, he stays quiet, more than content to listen to her ramble on about whatever comes to her mind. The topics are are mundane on the surface. They're light, silly things, the type of aimless conversation that would never have much weight or bearing on the conversational scale of importance, but they mean the world to him. It gives him something to interpret that doesn't consist of analyzing where life went wrong. Sure, it's a distraction, but there's more to it than that. It tells him things. That maybe for all his worrying he never had much to worry about (even though he still does.) Gives him a glimpse into a normal person's reality, what the world is supposed to be like.

He hasn't had too much time to miss these conversations, though he will, given time.

He snorts when she finishes her last sentence, shaking his head. Yeah. He can imagine it. All too well. It probably wouldn't be incorrect to say that he had been on the receiving victim of Mitsuru's cold eyes once or twice. Or her cold shoulder, whichever tactic suited her purpose, rare as it was. He's learned it's best not to make the same mistakse twice, after all. At least he hadn't done something like this though. There is a fine line between angering someone because of some sort of stupid thing you did accidentally, or something you knew would get under a person's skin but couldn't be bothered to change, and then there were the really stupid things no one had a legitimate excuse for doing. This situation was the lattermost.]

'course they looked sorry for themselves. Means they didn't regret what they did so much as getting their asses caught.

[Aki, of course, is still a moron. He'll have to bring up Kyoto one of these days. See what happens. Maybe this version of Aki knew how to get out of the hotsprings while he was ahead and still on Mitsuru's good side.

...Though he very much doubts it. Some things don't change.]

[As if she can read what he was thinking at the end (she can't, but it was obvious on his face when she first brought it up), she comments on that very topic.]

I'm pretty sure Akihiko-senpai was just dragged in to the whole thing... but I never told him that.

[That would make things too easy on him.]

Though I have to wonder what happened to my brother...

[He almost rolls his eyes.] Doing something like that wouldn't've crossed his mind to begin with, not that it probably made a difference.

[But at the next question, he pauses, mulling it over in his mind. He still doesn't know Minato well—hardly knows a damn thing about him except that he's Minako's considerably quieter half, the half that possesses every ounce of reservation Minako had abandoned by the wayside.]

Depends.

[On two options, really. Whether he stayed in or whether he got the hell out while he had opportunity. Those were the only two scenarios that would have made a difference to Mitsuru.]

But it ain't like Mitsuru to give anybody special treatment.

[Not to say she isn't fair when she needs to be, but she's absolutely fierce and uncompromising when she feels the need and has a reason to be. If Minato had been in the hotsprings with the rest of them, every single argument of his would have been rendered null and invalid. Wouldn't have mattered whether he had gotten dragged there, or if he had been trying to enjoy the view of his own volition. She was the judge and the jury, the empress of who did not take well to the flimsy excuses of her subjects—especially excuses of the shoddy, masculine-made variety. Not much brain in those.

In other words, if Minato was there, he most definitely had his ass handed to him on an ice-encased platter.]

Maybe he was smart enough to find them a better hiding place. [She has no real thoughts of him managing to avoid the situation in the first place.... she knows Ryoji and Junpei too well. They must have found a clever way into the spring if Akihiko hadn't realized the plan until too late. Like Shinji, she's sure he wouldn't have followed them knowing the plan. He'd had many more years around Mitsuru.

But unlike the other three, Minato at least has a head for strategy in a crisis. ...She hopes.]

[Her amused nonchalance at the entire fiasco is a marvel. She didn't even sound angry or offended. The traditional response would have been one of righteous indignation—he's certain Takeba had made ample use of it. At least the other males in the dorm can count on Minako to not hold a grudge against them just because they were temporarily stupider than the world was supposed to allow. Though, then again, a considerable amount of time had passed since then. The more the weeks went by, the less angry you became, and the things you were angry about often seemed pretty idiotic in hindsight.]

Must have a good set of lungs on him if he did.

[Which is hardly a serious comment on his part, while he tries to imagine such a scenario, though his tone does little to convey it. Where the hell could he have hidden himself, anyway, let alone three other people? Unless they wanted to try their hand at diving three feet under or something equally ridiculous, and hoping sheer luck was on their side. Might as well pretend to be a cat and see how well that goes over.]

Edited 2012-09-20 09:44 (UTC)

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