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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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.....One of the two.

It's really easy to look back and think about what we could have done... if we'd just been faster, or known more...

But living like that won't bring anyone back, either. I don't think she'd want you to feel guilty - I know she wouldn't, because she wouldn't be your Persona otherwise.

[Okay, she doesn't really know that for sure - the Persona isn't another person's spirit, it comes from inside. But she's never met someone who had a Persona solely to give them guilt.] She's made your soul stronger.

She was the second person to see me as a human, and she adopted me.

[this girl really has had a tough time of things.]

...See you as a human?

Its not a very interesting story. I was corporate property for several years.

[It has the bus stop sign Q gave him in it. What more can you want?

There's a longer space between replies this time around as he debates between the options, taking mental stock of the available cookware he has in his apartment. There's not much, which limits what he can cook efficiently if he goes that route. But there is a rice cooker and a few pans and some bowls. Small as hell gas stove, but he can make do with enough time. Some kind of nabemono? He'd only need one main bowl going that route. But no, too many damn implications in that. Stupid as hell idea. He doesn't need to start implying anything.

Some kind of donburi? That's safe, familiar, and simple. Substitute frying with something healthier—screw tradition. Vegetables, rice. She liked sweeter things, didn't she? So a sweeter sauce.

Might as well. He needed to grab food anyway. Shove some damn vegetables into Aki's refrigerator while he's at it.]

Chicken, beef, or pork?

For reference for anyone else looking at this page, my name is Minato Arisato, and I was also a Persona-user before coming to Hinoto-ri.

Also a karaoke club would be fun.

[You should hang that sign proudly on the wall, not stick it in a box!

While she wouldn't normally mind the implications, it would probably make tonight's topic a little easier without them...]

Hmm.... beef!

[She's a growing girl and needs lots of red meat. Also, good luck giving vegetables to Akihiko.]

[She stops herself from saying "You like karaoke too??" right where everyone can read it. Their family history is something she'd rather not explain to people who aren't from home...]

Mm, I think so too! It's all right alone, but it's much more fun with a big group.

[Minako, normal people don't go to karaoke alone at all...]

Yes. Going alone can be a good stress reliever, though. You feel empowered and bold.

[ He, too, is curious to ask her more about her hobbies, but like her, he doesn't want to have to explain to anyone. ]

[He had a feeling.

If she wasn't planning on something serious, she would have just ambushed him on his way back to his apartment, considering his place is only two doors down from hers. Half of why he agreed without some part of him protesting in silence for even a few seconds.]

Alright.

[Word economy. He embraces it.]

7:30 fine? Should have things done by then.

[the previous question, added to 'have things done' is a very good sign for her.]

I'll be ready!

[and she will, knocking at the door right on the dot. Of course, it's not like the walk was very far.]

[...what]

Property? But you're a person!

I know what you mean!

[hmm, but... this is getting a little too awkward for public chatting. She locks it and switches to video. It's clear she's in her room right now.]

[Locked to Minato - Video]

Sorry, I think it'd be easier to make this private...

Edited 2012-09-15 04:53 (UTC)

[Of course she will. And Shinjiro's ready when she does. At the very least, he knows how to budget cooking time.

The meal's ready and still hot, though cooling on the Western-style table where the places had been set. The dishes, save the ones they're eating from, are washed and put back where they belong. The intimidating cardboard box is still where Shinjiro had set it while going through his things that had been packaged inside. It's now empty, languishing in Nietzschean-brand Nihilism in its little corner. Stare into it long enough, and it might just stare back into you.

Other than that, his apartment is as empty as his room back in the dorm had been—though that is likely true for most people at this point. Nobody came with all their baggage, and the apartments are small enough that space is at a definite premium.

When he hears the knock at the door, he immediately goes to open it, for once lacking the familiar pea coat that's as much his calling card as anything else is. Without an apron, he wasn't about to chance getting cooking stains on it, though, as usual, his clothing remains unsoiled from his cooking ventures.

He sighs, shaking his head (guess it's now or never then), and finally opens the door, letting her inside. He'll try to push back the awkwardness that still remains. He gestures to the table.]

It's done, so you can sit down if you want.

[The smell from his small kitchen is enough to permeate the door and set her mouth watering even before he lets her inside. She's not surprised to see the sparse decorations... It's actually a little comforting, in a way, to see he hadn't changed in that. Maybe she should buy him a plant or a picture sometime.

...Or maybe not. She'd never been particularly good at filling her own living space, either. The frequent moves conditioned her against buying anything too hard to transport and too precious to leave behind.

She quickly kicks off her shoes and steps into the room. The food still smells amazing and she wastes no time in sitting as he requested.]

Thanks for the food!

[She picks up the chopsticks and... waits expectantly for him to sit down as well. She's not greedy enough to start when he's not ready, too.]

[ There's a short pause before he flicks his own video on in response. He happens to to be in his room, too, flopped on his bed with a cup of tea and headphones, though he pulls them off his ears as long as he's going to talk to his sister. ]

Ah... yeah. ... we should do karaoke together sometime.

[He looks so utterly lazy like that....]

I'm not interrupting anything, am I?

[He arches an eyebrow, shutting the door.]

You don't need to wait for me.

[He follows her to the table, sitting down, picking up his chopsticks by the side of his beef bowl—one that has enough green in it to satisfy his idea of a meal with balanced nutritional content.]

Just dig in. That's what the food's there for.

[She won't complain about vegetables... With the way he cooks, every bite is delicious. Even the healthy ones.]

Okay, then... [And she starts to eat.

As expected, it's amazing.]

[ That's because he is lazy. Or he's being lazy now because he spent the morning doing things and even worked up the energy for a short run. Akihiko would be proud. He's not even on a sports team anymore, and he's still actually exercising!

Unfortunately, this has left him pretty tired, and so of course the afternoon has consisted of lazy napping, music, and now a cup of tea in an attempt to wake up, while he pokes through the network and talks to his sister. ]

No. [ head shake ]

That's good, then... Are you having a good day?

[She's again wishing he wasn't all the way across town, because she'd definitely head over and bother him in person now otherwise. But since she's already made plans with Shinji in a few hours, she doesn't feel like taking the train there and back.]

[He follows suit, mentally making a note to shop at that market after. The ingredients meet his standard, and the pricing was reasonable. Feels pretty damn strange to have his own kitchen to make use of, without having to share with everyone else in the dorm. Smell Fuuka dutifully burning food every morning. Watch Aki dump a cupful of protein over his damn pancakes. Wonder why Iori even ate that cheap store-bought ramen.

It's absurd, but a part of him actually misses it.]

Well, might as well tell me what trouble you all've been up to. Sure you've got a hundred stories up your sleeve.

[And he doesn't mean about Tartarus or the Dark Hour or the harder things that embody the wolf that's listening at the door. He means the softer things. The ones that don't seem to mean much in the beginning, but in the end mean everything, because in the end those are the things that balance out the scales and keep the void at bay. They're the stupid things everyone's supposed to get up to while you have the chance to make mistakes you can look back on fondly. The simple every-day occurrences that make the dark corners seem lighter.

He's always been able to listen to those, even though he has never been able to offer much in return.]

[ He stifles a yawn and nods. ]

Mm. So far. ... you? Any plans?

All children raised by the institute were upon graduation to be sold to support the scientific study that went on there.

I wasn't mistreated, I just was part of a computer system.

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