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2026-10-20: Smiles

2026-10-21T02:48:14Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Smiles''' *'''Cast:''' Misato Fushihara, Lisa Silverman *'''Where:''' Rengedai - Main *'''OOC Date:''' October 20, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' Sunday, January 27, 2013 *'''Summary''': ''Lisa heads to Bakery Pan-Pan on a snack run, and runs into Misato who works there. The two of them catch up and discuss the difficulties of balancing school and work and the need to put on a smile for the world, whether real or fake.'' ---- (|============================= Ren..."

*'''Log: Smiles'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Misato Fushihara]], [[Lisa Silverman]]
*'''Where:''' Rengedai - Main
*'''OOC Date:''' October 20, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' Sunday, January 27, 2013
*'''Summary''': ''Lisa heads to Bakery Pan-Pan on a snack run, and runs into Misato who works there. The two of them catch up and discuss the difficulties of balancing school and work and the need to put on a smile for the world, whether real or fake.''

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(|============================= Rengedai - Main ==============================|)
-=============================================== Sumaru City/Rengedai Ward ====-
The central ward of Sumaru, built on the Tanabata River that splits the city
like a yin-yang symbol, is called Rengedai, or "Lotus Pedestal," because it
looks like a lotus flower floating on the water. It's a quiet, peaceful place to
live, and though it has undergone modernization over the past decade or two, a
good number of historical sites remain.

Its most standout feature is Mt. Iwato, a small mountain with a significant
network of caverns that spelunkers are advised not to explore casually. Alaya
Shrine is available for worship at its foot. It has never been set on fire.

The prestigious Seven Sisters School stands nearby; according to rumor, the
symbol sewn on the school's uniforms will protect you from the Joker Curse. To
the west is Honmaru Park, built on the site of feudal leader Kiyotada Sumaru's
castle and in his dubious memory, but it's under construction, so you can't go
in there.

Mansions, houses, and apartment complexes dot the riverside banks. The Lotus
Plaza Shopping Mall is right there with them, offering modest shopping in
convenient walking distance.

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>Bakery Pan-Pan is a cozy little bakery located along a stretch of road not too far from Seven Sisters School. It might be no surprise that students are its primary customer base. It's a Sunday afternoon, though, which makes for a quiet workday. The weather is pleasant enough given the season, but it's still cold... and perhaps because of that, the warm, freshly-baked pastries displayed in the window might seem extra enticing. Next to the door, a chalkboard held by the bakery's mascot - a panda that appears to be made of dough - advertises daily specials.

The atmosphere within is cute and comfortable, with shelves displaying ready-made baked goods of all shapes and flavors. What isn't on the shelves can be found in the menu, including sandwiches and beverages. There's even a small dining area with a few tables and chairs set up, with a board next to it displaying flyers for upcoming local events and numbers one can call for help or support.

And, there might be a familiar face here already, wearing a white apron displaying the bakery's logo... Misato Fushihara is here, swapping out the expired advertisements on the dining area noteboard with some more recent ones.

She's wearing a haircover, but her bright yellow ribbon stands out as ever.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
Lisa Silverman is a girl on a ''mission''. Today, it is a solo mission; Meeho had writing to do, and Sheba was working hard as usual, but Lisa? Lisa is taking a little time off. The blonde is hunting...

Pastries.

She'll bring a couple back when she returns for late practice. But that isn't right now. Right now is the mission.

So, dressed in a nice furry jacket and jeans for the cold, Lisa walks into Bakery Pan-Pan and looks around. "Hoisamuro...!" Chocolate-filled bread. It looks great.

Suddenly, Lisa is--

Interrupted!! As she spots, "Oh, hi!" she says to Misato Fushihara.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>It's a fine mission, indeed. The sights are dangerous enough - but the moment one passes through that door, they must contend with the scent, as well.

Misato hears someone enter before she hears her.

"Good afternoon~! I'll be right with you!" She greets, her tone as sunny as ever. But when she hears Lisa speak, she recognizes the voice immediately. She puts up the last of the flyers, and turns to offer her a smile.

"Well, if it isn't Silverman-san! How've you been?" Misato asks. They're in the same class, of course, but that doesn't mean they know everything about what the others have been up to. "Can I get anything, or are you browsing today?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
Diets? Don't worry about it.

"Thanks!" Lisa chimes in after the greeting, but then smiles back. "That's me!" she answers. "I'm good, Fushihara-san! Was just taking a brak from practice for a bit..." Not kung fu practice this time but ''idol'' practice, of course; her career is well-known in the school by now.

"I'd love it if you could get me three of these chocolate ones, please," she says. "I'm gonna bring some back for Meeho and Sheba. ...Well, not that I'm planning to leave yet, if I don't have to. You mind if I stay and hang out a bit?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I see, I see! That's good!" Misato replies, nodding in understanding. "Nothing like some baked goods to bring you back to life, right?"

They've always been helpful for her, though in her case, it's the process of actually making them that's most rejuvenating. ...The end result is always still a good bonus, of course.

Lisa makes her request - three of the chocolate ones...

"Ah, are they hard at work? Anyway, coming right up~!" Misato replies. She steps away from the dining area and gets to work. She carefully relocates three of the chocolate breads into a box with a cute design, featuring the bakery's panda mascot in a series of comedic poses along the sides. As for whether or not she minds, Misato shakes her head.

"Not at all! Feel free to stick around as long as you like. It's a slow day today, so I don't mind the company." She assures. "We have some hot beverages, too, if you'd like to get some warmth back into you."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Totally!"

"Mm-hm. I should be too, but I won coming to gt stuff!" Pause. "...Well, i also just had some free time."

Cut edesign!! Lisa loves the mascot. but when Misato confirms that it' okay to hang out, Lisa moves to take a seat nearby.

"Oooh. Whatever's handy is good," she says. She isn't concerned about cost, either; she usually doesn't have to think too much about that.

"So how's it going? You seem to like your job OK!"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"Ah, score~!" Misato comments with a small laugh, as Lisa says she won. And she had some free time, too... "Getting pastries is always a good use of your time."

Lisa takes a seat, and says that whatever's handy is good. Misato nods.

"Then one coffee, coming right up." She replies, heading over to the coffee machine. But as she works on that, she considers Lisa's question.

"It's going pretty well! Can't complain, can't complain." She replies. There was a day a little while back where she seemed exhausted, but... she smiled her way through it, so it didn't ''seem'' too serious...

As for her job...

"Mm-hm, I do." Misato confirms. "I like baking well enough anyway, so it's nice to get paid for doing it... And they let me take home any leftover ingredients that they can't save, for experimenting with... So that's a plus. How's yours treating you?"

She returns to Lisa's table, setting down the coffee.

"Feel free to help yourself to anything at the table." She adds, indicating a tray with various add-ins available.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Agreed!!"

Lisa is enthusiastic about the pastries and the coffee. But Misato can't complain, and indeed explains further. "So you're a ''baker'' baker," she says, "Not just a worker. That's really cool. I can cook some stuff but... mostly just traditional Japanese dishes."

Because her family is like that. Not that Misato may know that. It might be a surprise!

"That's really cool!"

She smiles back. "I'm good. Just between us, we're gonna release something new soon! We've all been working pretty hard."

She will definitely take some add-ins; Lisa likes sweets.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"Mm-hm! I like to think I'm good at it, anyway..." Misato replies, smiling as she says that it's cool. Lisa says she can cook some stuff - mostly just traditional Japanese dishes.

She doesn't know Lisa's family. If she did she might realise how loaded that is, but...

"That's still good to know! It's important to be able to feed yourself, right?" Misato replies.

And for Lisa's part, she's good... Misato nods along, though she perks up with interest when she says that they're going to release something new soon.

"Oh, that must be exciting... I'm sure you're all looking forward to it. Good luck!" Misato replies.

...She wonders what that feels like, she reflects - to have a goal to strive for, and to have it so close in reach.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"If you're up to 'experiment' baking, you're already ahead of me," Lisa says warmly. Warmly, like pastries!

"That's true," she says. "I won't be at my parents' house forever. I better know how to eat."

Misato's interest is encouraging for Lisa. "We totally are! Touche!" A little more Cantonese, just because she does that.

"It's..." She considers. "It's pretty rewarding," she says. "It's a little hard having a 'job' while going to school, but it's nice, too. I'm grateful!"

She wants tos ay the right things... but she's not faking it, either.

"I guess you'd know too, though--since you're working here."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I suppose that's a good point." Misato admits with a small laugh. It's a little beyond the realm of a casual interest...

"Mm-hm. Self-sufficiency is important! And once you have a good base, you can start branching out." She agrees. It's something that's important to her.

Misato beams as Lisa confirms that they are, in fact, all looking forward to it.

Lisa says it's rewarding - hard, but nice, too. Misato nods thoughtfully.

"That makes sense. It can be difficult to balance it, but if you can manage it there's a lot to get out of it..."She considers. Lisa says she'd know, too, and Misato lets out a small laugh. "I suppose I would, but it's kinda different, too... We've got different expectations on us."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Hmm. Maybe I will... right now I totally don't have time," she admits. and she has the luxury of not having time--her family is loaded, and she lives with them.

She smiles back. "Oh,' she says. "Yeah. Not just the money or anything, but also the experience, right?"

"...Hm. That's true. We both have to put on a bright face though, right?"

Pause. She flushes. "I mean, not that I'm just putting on a nice face! I really do like my work! But... serving customers, dealing with fans, you've gotta be happy whether you're happy or not, right?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"Of course, of course. Just something to think about for when you do." Misato replies with an understanding nod.

"Mm-hm. The money's nice, but experience is a lot harder to replace." Misato agrees. "Some things you only learn when you have something pushing you."

Lisa agrees with her, that they have different expectations on them... but points out that they both have to put on a bright face.

For a moment, things feel just a little ''too'' real, and Misato has to wonder what she knows - but with her clarification she can relax a little. Still, it seems like she gets her more than she expected...

"...I suppose that's true. That's life, I guess." Misato agrees. "Even if we ''do'' like what we're doing, sometimes we gotta force a smile anyway."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Right!"

"Hmmm, yeah. That's true... I used to find being 'pushed' kind of annoying, but I can apprecaite it more now. ...I guess it helps that part of what pushes me these days is my little sister."

Lisa has no idea of Misato's true secrets--she just happens to have touched on something important. And maybe she does understand that part.

"Right, totally. ...Well, here's hoping yours are mostly real upcoming!"

She lifts her coffee as if in toast. "This is really good, by the way. Thank you!"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I'm glad you've found something positive to push you, then!" Misato replies. She didn't know she had a little sister... Having someone worth doing things for makes a difference, she supposes.

"Thanks. Yours too!" Misato replies - and laughs, as Lisa raises her coffee in toast. "You're welcome. Glad you like it~!"

At least for right now, that smile ''is'' genuine.
</poem>

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2026-08-06: Happy Birthday, Fuuka

2026-08-06T23:58:49Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Cutscene: Happy Birthday, Fuuka''' *'''Cast:''' Fuuka Yamagishi *'''Where:''' Iwatodai Dorm *'''OOC Date:''' 2026-08-06 *'''IC Date:''' 2012-12-21 *'''Summary''': ''Fuuka ponders the significance of birthdays, and wonders if she's deserving of it - and receives an answer, in a way.'' ---- &emsp;Tomorrow, December 22nd, is Fuuka Yamagishi's birthday, and she is currently lying awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. She really should be getting some sleep, tomorro..."

*'''Cutscene: Happy Birthday, Fuuka'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Fuuka Yamagishi]]
*'''Where:''' Iwatodai Dorm
*'''OOC Date:''' 2026-08-06
*'''IC Date:''' 2012-12-21
*'''Summary''': ''Fuuka ponders the significance of birthdays, and wonders if she's deserving of it - and receives an answer, in a way.''

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&emsp;Tomorrow, December 22nd, is Fuuka Yamagishi's birthday, and she is currently lying awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. She really should be getting some sleep, tomorrow is also the last day of the semester and she'll want to be well-rested... but the fact that the days line up happen to prove a significant distraction for her.

&emsp;How long has it been since her birthday was something to be celebrated? There was a time when it was still something to be happy about, but over time... It started to feel like an obligation her parents were annoyed to have to put up with until eventually they stopped acknowledging it at all.

&emsp;Is it selfish, to want to be acknowledged and celebrated, even for only a day? It's something she couldn't help but start thinking about, and the conclusion she came to at the time was...

&emsp;Yes, it was.

&emsp;It was clearly just a bother. Maybe once upon a time there was time for that, but they got busier and she got older. It's fine and natural for that to happen. She doesn't need to cling to that scrap of attention. But... Lately, things have been changing for her. She has friends now, people who care about her. And being surrounded by people who want to be around her, or at least appreciate that she's here... It's made her think about that all over again.

&emsp;And now that she's thought about that, she starts to wonder. Will her parents even say anything, tomorrow? A phone call, or even a simple text... She's torn. It's complicated. On one hand, she's afraid of what they might say... but in the other, the thought that they might forget - or, even worse, not care - is... stressful. Even if she's gotten used to... the way things are between them now, she can't help but still want that acknowledgement. To want ''something''. She feels kind of pathetic for that.

&emsp;Fuuka rolls over in bed, looking into the round, black eyes of the plush sika deer she picked up during SEES' trip to Yakushima. She reaches over to it, running a hand over its soft head. That trip may have been... tense in a lot of ways, for all the difficult, troubling things they learned, but they had a good time there, too, and even made a new friend.

&emsp;Sometimes it helps to have a physical reminder of that time, to remind her that it was all real.

&emsp;Fuuka rolls back over, staring at the ceiling again. She sighs, and closes her eyes for a moment... and then she hears a buzz as a notification on her phone - currently silenced - goes off. Fuuka freezes for a moment.

&emsp;...Is it her parents? They wouldn't be texting her at ''this'' time of night, would they. She wrestles with herself for a moment - and then when it goes off again, she reaches out to take it with some trepidation.

> hey fuuka-chan!!! 
> fuuka bazuuka 
> ...wow its rly getting late huh 

&emsp;The messages, perhaps the ''exact opposite'' of the tone Fuuka was expecting, get a surprised snort of a laugh out of her and she covers her mouth immediately. Natsuki... Something must be keeping her up late, too.

> ANYWAY 
> finals are DONE. (confetti) 
> grades tomorrow tho... (stressed emoji) 
> wanna do something fun after to get out minds off them? 

&emsp;A smile crosses Fuuka's face. ...That's a nice thought. And it's not like she has any plans already, so...

> Of course! I'd like that.

&emsp;She wrestles with herself for a moment, typing out another message before erasing it and staring at the blank text. She taps the buttons idly, before eventually... working up the courage to just go for it.

> My birthday's tomorrow, too, actually...

&emsp;Fuuka smiles - nervous, but at the same time, glad she decided to reach out. Maybe this one won't be as bad as she thought...

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Shinobu Shimizu

2026-07-17T04:35:09Z

Ettlesby:

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|Name=Shinobu Shimizu
|Gender=Female
|Age=29
|Birthdate=August 11th, 1983
|Residence=Hirasaka Ward, Sumaru City
|HairColor=Black
|EyeColor=Green
|Height=5'3" (160cm)
|Workplace=Variable
|Job=Gig Worker
|Role=Focus


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|Quote="Another job finished."

|Profile=Shinobu Shimizu is the middle of three sisters and lives a life that seems to be in a constant state of aimlessness, shuffling from one job to the next. It isn't uncommon to see her, for example, behind the counter of a fast food restaurant one week and moving boxes in a warehouse another, taking whatever job will pay her and drifting off to the next once it's run its course. As a result, however, she's gotten to know quite a few people and picked up a number of increasingly-esoteric skills along the way. Though she's a little rough around the edges and can seem harsh at times, Shinobu is an honest person who does her best to look after those around her. Her encounter with the demon of the Man-Eating Alley opened her eyes to the world's hidden dangers, and now she patrols Hirasaka Ward and beyond as both sidejob and self-imposed duty to keep people safe from the supernatural threats others can't see... though a part of her wonders how sustainable this truly is.

|Background=Shinobu Shimizu was born on August 11th, 1983 to Satsuki and Kenzou Shimizu. She already had an older sister - though she would before long lose the title of youngest, becoming the middle child of three.

Her upbringing was a strict one - their parents demanding the best of their children. Shinobu found herself unable to measure up to those standards, so she got attention the only way she knew how - causing trouble. She stayed out late, got into fights, made questionable friends... ''maybe'' did a little petty crime. They disapproved, but at least it was something they had to deal with her for - though at the same time, she found herself dissatisfied.

In 1999, she would start her first year at Shujin Academy. She didn't fit their behavioral standard, but her grades were too good to just kick her out. They were eager to find some reason to get rid of her - and they would, when an incident eventually led to her getting into a fistfight at school. She was expelled and transferred to Akiyama High School, the reform school for girls. There, she met a lot of girls in her own situation... and faced with the same tough attitude she'd been showing to the world, she gradually mellowed out. In 2001, she would graduate at the top of her class.

She took a year to enjoy her newfound freedom and then, rather than go on to college, elected to try officework. She would last a year there before putting her boss through a table and quitting - from then on, turning her focus toward smaller, more temporary jobs she could pick up and put down at any time. Not the most glamorous or highest paying jobs, but they helped her get by. In each one, she's made a point of getting to know people as best she can, forming a widening net of connections.

In 2009, Shinobu moved to Sumaru City's Hirasaka Ward for a long-term job - and even after her contract was up, liked the place enough to stay there.

Last year, in 2011, Shinobu would have her first brush with the supernatural - the Rumor of the Man-Eating Alley. 'Those who wander into a certain alleyway in Hirasaka Ward while under the cover of complete darkness will never be seen again'. She stumbled into it by accident - she had just been trying to warn a young couple that seemed out of it to pick a safer path when the demon that was the source of the Rumor appeared. She fought it to save them, awakening her Persona in the process which allowed her to defeat it. This earned her some renown in the supernatural community when it was discovered she was the one who put a stop to it.

Now, she balances her ever-shifting part-time jobs with patrolling for signs of supernatural trouble, all while trying to figure out what she wants to do in life rather than moving forward purely on momentum... and, of course, still making time for friends and family. Her sisters are the highlight of her life, though she would never say that out loud.

Due to how many jobs she's been through, Shinobu's met and gotten to know a lot of people - if you're interested in being one of them, let me know and we can work it out!

|S1E1=

|PersonaInfo='''Lachesis''' - A shadowy woman in a hooded cloak, its hood pulled back to reveal her face. She carries a long notched measuring rod, bearing numbers on one side and symbols on the other that change and shift as one looks upon it.

|PersonaDesc=She is the middle of the Moirai sisters in Greek mythology - the three Fates who preside over the destiny of mortals and gods alike. Lachesis is the apportioner, measuring out the thread of each person's life with her rod and determining their destiny.

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2026-07-02: Lucky Table

2026-07-03T02:52:32Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Lucky Table''' *'''Cast:''' Hana Fukami, Shinobu Shimizu *'''Where:''' Central Street - Big Bang Burger *'''OOC Date:''' July 02, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' December 03, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''It's dinnertime at Big Bang Burger, and that means the tables are packed full. Luckily for Hana, Shinobu has an open space at hers and the two of them take the opportunity to get to know each other over burgers.'' ---- (|===================== Central Street - Big Bang..."

*'''Log: Lucky Table'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Hana Fukami]], [[Shinobu Shimizu]]
*'''Where:''' Central Street - Big Bang Burger
*'''OOC Date:''' July 02, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' December 03, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''It's dinnertime at Big Bang Burger, and that means the tables are packed full. Luckily for Hana, Shinobu has an open space at hers and the two of them take the opportunity to get to know each other over burgers.''

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(|===================== Central Street - Big Bang Burger =====================|)
-====================================================== Tokyo/Shibuya Ward ====-
Look out, WcDonald's: space-themed fast food chain Big Bang Burger is here to
take over the galaxy with its flashy venues, delicious menu items and unbeatable
prices! Just look at that cartoon-eyed Burger-kun mascot happily soaring through
the universe! The location on Shibuya's Central Street is even flashier than
most; it takes ruthless advantage of its size to have an three-layer light-up
steel entrance under its bright red sign, bringing to mind moving through
several airlocks before finally entering the pneumatic doors.

Inside, a cheery marching band-style jingle plays on loop, and the worker at the
counter just as cheerily welcomes you to Big Bang Burger, which is "open
twenty-four hours a day because there's no day or night in space!" You can order
your meals for there or to go, though the sit-down menu is more expansive. The
to-go menu will still let you order seasonal items like the spring-only Earth
Burger, full of veggies for a probably healthy bite, or the autumn-only Moon
Burger, topped with a fried egg, or perennial favorites like mainline item Big
Bang Burger, Saturn Fries (a potato with onion rings like Saturn), or Venus
Salad (a fruit salad fit for a goddess).

Sit down, though, and you can take on the Big Bang Challenge, a contest where
one can attempt to take on three levels of increasingly enormous burgers, one
per visit, to take home fine prizes--/if/ you can do it before the time limit.
It is (g)astronomically difficult and gets more expensive with each level, but
at least it's discounted to only 500 yen at night.

BGM: Big Bang Burger March - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5JFsW6TFJKU
************************************************************
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
Evening in Shibuya means crowds.

Hana Fukami has been out and about on Central Street though, and now she's ''hungry''. So it is that she's just ordered at the counter at Big Bang Burger, having decided to get something low-key on her way home. She already let her planned company know she'd be a little late.

The jingle is cheery; Hana's tray is now full of food, her bank account just slightly less hefty. And...

There is almost nowhere to sit!! Hana looks a little disappointed as she realizes she might have to take this to go instead of finally having a seat for a bit, walking around to look for--

Well. There might be someone with a spare spot!
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Evening falls - and that means dinnertime. People flock to restaurants to get a bite to eat after a long day. Shinobu is no different. She's far away from home tonight, which means she has to find another way to feed herself. She's not the type for someplace fancy, and her usual places either close early or are only open way later... so today, that means dinner at one of Tokyo's biggest fast food stops.

By the time Hana arrives, Shinobu is already seated. She has a burger, fries, and a shake on her tray. She's working on the fries now while occasionally sipping idly at her shake. There's a lot of people here... She scans the crowd - and in the process, happens to see someone who seems to be having trouble finding a spot.

It's so packed, that's no surprise... And so, Shinobu sets down her shake, raising a hand to offer Hana a wave.

"Hey, over here. I've got a free spot, so long as you don't mind sharing a table with a stranger." She offers.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
Hana's tray has a Big Bang Burger, fries, and a drink! And that tray wobbles a little as Hana looks around only to spot--

"Really?" Hana confirms, "Well, if it's no imposition..."

She does have to confirm that part, just to be polite--but once she does, she takes a seat across from Shinobu and exhales. "Whew. I didn't really want to get back out there without eating first," she admits.

Then she smiles. "Thank you. My name's Hana Fukami. What's yours?"

Hana has a TV show! ...But it's really more Ayame's style than Shinobu's, admittedly.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"Nah, not at all." Shinobu replies with a dismissive wave. "No more of an imposition than standing around with nowhere to eat, right?"

Hana takes a seat, and Shinobu offers her a smile.

"Can't blame you there. Tokyo's hell to get around at this hour, especially on an empty stomach." She sympathises. Hana introduces herself, then. Hana Fukami... Does she recognize that name? Maybe in passing, off of Ayame's TV... but nothing comes immediately to mind.

"Shinobu Shimizu." She offers with a nod. "Nice to meet you."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
"Thanks again," Hana answers, and smiles back this time.

"Exactly," Hana says. "And parking is a long way off..."

"Nice to meet you, Shimizu-san!"

Then she lets out the breath she feels like she's been holding. "Itadakimasu," she says, and picks up her burger. "Excuse me," she says, and takes a small bite. She's very... polite!

But after a few moments...

"If you prefer to sit in quiet, that's fine," she says, "But I think it's a nice chance to meet someone new, this way. So what do you do?" For work, presumably.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"Yeah, that's a hassle." She replies. She walked, herself - but that doesn't mean she can't empathise. Hana returns her greeting and Shinobu nods again.

She notes how polite Hana is. Whereas she's the type to just dig right in...

"Nah. Actually, I appreciate the company." She assures. "So yeah, it's a nice opportunity!"

As for what she does... Shinobu 'hm's to herself as she thinks on how to describe it, finishing off a few fries.

"I do a bit of everything, I guess? I'm something of an errand girl, I take work where I can get it." Shinobu replies with a shrug. "Deliveries, heavy lifting, repair work... That kind of thing."

She nods to Hana.

"How about you? What do you do?" She asks.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
Hana's smile warms as Shinobu says she appreciates the company. "Oh, good. Me, too. I love meeting new people," she says.

A bit of everything! "Oh!" Now, some people might decide that was awkward--but Hana smoothly navigates to, "That must be exciting, always getting to try new things or at least in new places."

Hana takes another bite as she listens to the question in turn, and then once she's chewed, "I'm in television!" she says, and doesn't immediately launch into what she ''does'' in TV because that would be bragging. "So you might say that meeting new people is part of my job as it is!"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"I do, too." Shinobu agrees. It ''is'' sometimes awkward explaining what she does - but Hana reacts to it well, and that makes things go a lot more smoothly.

"Definitely. Keeps things fresh, and it gives me a lot of opportunities to meet and work with new people and pick up new skills, so it's never boring." She agrees. ...It's not the most lucrative or secure work out there, but she's not going to complain about funds to someone she just met.

She listens, then, as Hana explains what ''she'' does.

"Television, huh?" She remarks with interest. "That's pretty cool. Yeah, I bet that ''would'' give you a lot of good opportunities to meet new people. See new things, too. What kind of shows do you do?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
"Exciting!" Hana agrees, when Shinobu says it's never boring. Of course, Hana would never bring up funds in a situation like this--it would be terribly rude--but she can focus on the upsides of such work without too much trouble. "You must have a lot of interesting stories."

Hana eats a fry!

"Well, I've had a couple of roles in dramas," she says, "But most of what I do is our talk show. We keep housewives company during their day, and interview all sorts of people. It's very rewarding work."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"I've certainly got a few." Shinobu confirms. "You wouldn't believe some of the stuff that goes down."

...She pauses for a moment, and chuckles.

"...Well, maybe you would, actually." She works on television. She can only imagine some of the absurd stories Hana has heard in her time.

She listens as Hana explains - she's had a couple of drama roles, but what she mostly does is her talk show. Shinobu nods thoughtfully. So meeting new people really ''is'' part of her job.

"I bet. Sounds like a great opportunity for you - you get to meet new people, and keep folks entertained who could really use it. Win-win." Shinobu comments with a nod. "I bet my sister'd love your show."

She says it fondly - it might not be her kind of show, but it's clear she doesn't look down on it.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
Hana laughs softly. "I might," she agrees. "I've seen quite a few stories..."

"It's great," Hana replies brightly. "I do want to do more acting," she says, "But the way television can reach people in nonfiction, too, is really special. So as you say--it's win-win!"

Her sister... Hana smiles. "I hope she does, then. You sound like you get along well. ...I have four brothers, myself. It's nice to have family, isn't it?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu smirks, as Hana confirms.

Acting and non-fiction... Shinobu nods along.

"Yeah. That's a whole different kind of experience, I bet..." She considers. "Who knows? Maybe your work'll put you in a good position to get more acting gigs. Until then... you've got something else good going, too."

Family... Shinobu smiles.

"Yeah, we really do. I've got two sisters, myself... Even now, we're still pretty tight-knit. Must be the same for you? " She replies - and then laughs a bit sheepishly, massaging the back of her neck. "...Yeah, it really is. I owe a lot to their support, dunno where I'd be without them."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
"That would be wonderful," Hana says. "That's often how show business is--getting your foot in the door in the first place is one of the hardest parts. Don't tell anyone, though." She winks.

"But I do. I love our show."

And they're close! Two sisters... "Yes," Hana answers. "Well, I don't see them all as much as I'd like, but I get to see my older brothers and their wives quite a bit. Then Seiya-kun's in university, and Kouya-kun's off traveling..."

It's like that.

Hana seems happy to hear it, though. "I feel the same. I wouldn't be anywhere near where I am without them."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Hana winks, and Shinobu laughs.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." She replies, with a conspiratorial wink of her own. She nods, then. "Always good when you love what you do."

Hana reminisces about her own family. Shinobu nods sympathetically.

"I get that. My sisters are close enough that it's easy enough to take a trip, but... we've all got our own stuff going on so we can't always meet up whenever we want, too. That's just life, though, I guess." She shrugs, and then smiles when Hana echoes the sentiment. "Guess that makes us both pretty lucky."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Hana Fukami has posed.
<poem>
Hana likes Shinobu so far. She seems like a fun person, and she ''was'' nice enough to invite Hana to sit with her so she wouldn't have to just go.

"Oh? That's great," Hana says of Shinobu's sisters. "But so it goes for adults. It's just how life is," she agrees. "I makes it more important to appreciate the time we have."

Hana beams back. "So it does! Then, we'll just have to be the lucky table for now."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"So it goes." Shinobu echoes with a nod. Appreciate the time we have... She thinks it over for a moment. "Yeah... That really is key, isn't it?"

Hana declares this the lucky table, and Shinobu laughs.

"I like that! Yeah, that sounds great to me."
</poem>

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2026-06-30: What's the 'Right' Way?

2026-07-01T02:06:59Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: What's the 'Right' Way?''' *'''Cast:''' Misato Fushihara, Lisa Silverman *'''Where:''' Seven Sisters High School - Classroom Building *'''OOC Date:''' June 30, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' December 02, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Misato and Lisa, chosen to help with culture festival preparations, transport a large object. This gives them a good opportunity to talk about recent happenings, hobbies, and wonder what the 'right' way to appreciate their youth is.'' ----..."

*'''Log: What's the 'Right' Way?'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Misato Fushihara]], [[Lisa Silverman]]
*'''Where:''' Seven Sisters High School - Classroom Building
*'''OOC Date:''' June 30, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' December 02, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Misato and Lisa, chosen to help with culture festival preparations, transport a large object. This gives them a good opportunity to talk about recent happenings, hobbies, and wonder what the 'right' way to appreciate their youth is.''

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(|============== Seven Sisters High School - Classroom Building ==============|)
-=============================================== Sumaru City/Rengedai Ward ====-
A prestigious school at the heart of Sumaru City, Seven Sisters High School is
known for three things: its despicable Principal Hanya, who was recently
brutally murdered; its caring teachers, who are generally eager to help their
students out; and the fact that if you can get a hold of the emblem sewn on the
breast of the school's uniform, it will protect you from the Joker Curse. So the
rumors say, anyway.

The building itself breaks up its students along three stories, with first years
on the first, second years on the second, and so on. The foyer is populated with
school lockers where students can store their things and trade their shoes for
school slippers in the morning and vice versa after classes. A smaller fourth
floor leads to the clocktower. A live-in janitor and his wife take care of the
grounds, from the school itself to the athletic fields to the statue and strange
monolith in back to the clocktower itself. Out back, there are bike racks for
students who ride to school--including on motorcycles. Classes are robust and
stimulating, and there are plenty of clubs for afterschool activities.

Its uniform consists of a black jacket and slacks for the boys, and a black
sailor collar and skirt for the girls. The black is striped once in white on the
collar and on the slacks/skirt. Boys wear a tie, and girls, a neck ribbon. First
years are marked by this tie or ribbon being green; second years, red; and third
years, blue.

BGM: Seven Sisters Academy - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pS619evEUPI

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>It's Monday - the same Monday as the return of Dance Class. The interschool cultural festival is still a couple of weeks away and there's a lot that hasn't been decided yet, but there's still some preparation to do in advance.

Today, errand duty for Sevens' class 2-C falls to Misato and Lisa. They've been asked to transport some materials, leading them to a supply closet.

"Let's see... I think this is the right one." Misato says, flipping on a light switch. There's a lot of items in various shapes and sizes here - given Seven Sisters High's prestigious history, some of them have been here for a while... They might have seen use in culture festivals of years past.

It'd be easy to get distracted - but they don't want to take ''too'' long, so Misato approaches what they've been sent here for. It's not necessarily heavy, but it's big and unwieldy enough to make it a two-person job.

"Can you get the other end, Silverman-san?" Misato asks.

She was in a lower mood than usual nearing the end of Dance Class, but it ''seems'' to have picked back up since then...
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
Monday! The 3rd! It's been a pretty good day for Lisa, but there is the matter of errand duty... Which is fine, she guesses.

beside,s it's a chance to meet a classmate she hasn't talked to that much. The Items have been here for a while, but--

"Hai!" Lisa answers, sprinkling yet more Cantonese into her speech as is her wont. "Here we go--"

She moves to pick up her end, and it will be a two-person job... though maybe not for that Tyrrha.

"You got your side?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>Tyrrha probably ''would'' be able to handle this with ease. Misato can't tell where she gets that strength. Was she just showing off, or is that just how she is?

Lisa gets one end, and Misato gets the others,

"I do. Here we go..." Misato says. With a grunt of effort, the item is lifted and supported between them. "Let's see, um... do you want to lead the way, or me?"

While they reorient themselves appropriately, Misato 'hmm's for a moment.

"...This past month has been exciting, hasn't it~?" Misato ventures - practically out of nowhere. "First Hoshizora-san in our class, and now Ijuuin-chan... What's your take, Silverman-san?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"I can go ahead!" Lisa volunteers. "I ''probably'' won't run into anything if you warn me first, right?" She smiles.

But hmm? It's a little exciting... There's a lot going on lately.

But it's also a little surprising to just hear. Lisa rolls with it though. "Hm, yeah," she says. "I've been so busy with stuff, but it's a good reason to keep paying attention at school, right?" She smiles. "I'd like to get to know Hoshizora-san a little better," Lisa says. "And you!"

"I sort of appreciate our class more now that I'm doing all this other stuff, you know? So I guess that's my take. When you're busy, it's more important to appreciate what's around you."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I'll do my best!" Misato assures, offering a wink. ...That might not be very reassuring, but she ''will'' try to call out any incoming obstacles. She nods, as Lisa says it's a good reason to keep paying attention.

"Mm-hm. Don't wanna miss out on anything!" She agrees. She mentions Yuuki and Misato nods - though she's surprised when she says ''her'', too.

"Oh, me?" She replies with a small laugh. "I'm not sure how much there is to learn there!"

Her expression does turn thoughtful, though, as Lisa gives her take.

"I can see that... If you don't pay attention it, it'll all fly by you before you know it." She agrees.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
A wink! Lisa laughs. "If I hit a pole you owe me a soda," she raises the stakes. But not missing out...

It's important! "Oh, everybody's got something," Lisa is sure. "It's not all as flashy as being an idol or whatever, but I'm sure you've got something that excites you!"

Her take... Lisa huffs along with lifting the thing, glancing over her shoulder as they round a corner.

"That's right," Lisa says. "We're supposed to appreciate our youth, right?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I'll have to be extra careful, then!" Misato replies. She definitely wouldn't want to owe anyone anything...

Everybody has something, huh? Misato considers that for a moment. What does she have...?

She takes a moment to adjust her hold on their burden.

"I guess I do enjoy baking." Misato admits after a moment with a shrug.

They start to round a corner.

"You're clear!" She assures, and thinks then about what she says next.

"That's what they say!" Misato replies. "We might as well make the most of our time, right?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Oh, baking's great!" Lisa answers, unaware of the perils of debt. Instead she says, "What do you bake?" she wonders. "What got you into it? I can cook a little, but..."

Not as much as ''baking''. But she's clear! "Whoa--" Almost slips, but only almost. She smiles back.

"That's what I figure. I mean, I guess I'm doing that. But I want to try to do it... right."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>Baking receives a favorable response, and it's a safe topic, so...

"Hm... A little bit of everything? My ''specialty'' is sweets, but I can make all kinds of things..." Misato replies. As for what got her into it, that requires a bit more careful navigation. "Well... I found myself with a lot of time on my hands and needed something to keep myself busy, I guess. And I found the process relaxing, so... Not very interesting, I know!"

She shrugs.

"...How about you? What got you into singing?" Misato asks. And Lisa slips!! "Ah, are you alright, Silverman-san?"

Doing it right... Misato 'hmm's thoughtfully.

"But what's the 'right' way?" She asks. "What's 'right' for you might not be right for me, after all..."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Oh, cool! I love sweets," Lisa answers brightly. But as far as she can tell, maybe Misato's shy; she wants to encourage her, accordingly. "Nah, that makes sense to me. You gotta do something with your time, right? And making stuff is good."

But her? "I'm okay, I'm okay!" Lisa answers. "Just lost my grip a little. --Mostly, I got into singing because I did it with my friends, and then we got lucky. It was dancing I was originally most into, but the singing is really rewarding, too."

"...That's kinda the question, right?" Lisa asks. "What's 'right'? I don't know yet. Maybe I have to figure that out first."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"Doesn't everyone~?" Misato agrees, matching Lisa's brightness. "They're a good way to break the ice!"

What she says makes sense to Lisa. Misato nods.

"Mm-hm. It's nice having something to show for it. And... it's meditative, I guess." She replies. Lisa is okay, though. "Ah, good!"

She listens as she answers her question. Something she did with her friends, and then they got lucky...

"I guess luck has a lot to do with it, huh? Right time and place, and your whole life changes..." She considers.

It seems Lisa doesn't know what's 'right' yet, either.

"Maybe... They sure don't make it easy, huh." She sympathises.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
Meditative... Hmmm. "My dad wants me to get into more 'meditative' stuff," Lisa admits, "But I don't really have the patience..."

Luck! Lisa turns another corner down the hall, and starts up the stairs behind herself. "It's true," she says. "It's hard work, but we never would've gotten the chance if we hadn't been 'noticed'. I'm glad we did, of course! It's great!"

But they don't make it easy...

"True," she says. "And I think there's a different 'right' for everybody, maybe."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"I get it. It took me a while to adjust, too." Misato sympathises. "Some people just do better with more active stuff."

Lisa turns a corner and starts up the stairs, and Misato follows along. At one point, halfway up the staircase, Misato calls out someone coming down on the other side so they can make space and let them through.

Lisa agrees about luck. Misato nods.

"You do seem really into it... I guess you'd have to be, to keep at it even when it takes up so much time." She comments, and then nods. "Mm-hm... Nothing we can do but try and figure out what the 'right way' is for ourselves before it's too late, I guess."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Lisa Silverman has posed.
<poem>
"Like me!"

Lisa accepts the warning--"Oh, sorry!" and is gladly /not/ knocked over and/or knocking over someone else. It's fine! Super fine.

"Oh, yeah. Like... I mean, you kind of have to appreciate something like that, when you get it."

"It's wrong, not to."

But the right way... Hmmm.

"Then good luck to both of us, Fushihara-san!"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Misato Fushihara has posed.
<poem>"If you passed up an opportunity like that... I bet it's something you'd regret." Misato replies with a nod. 'Have to', though... She thinks about that for a moment, her expression turning pensive. She smiles again, though, when Lisa wishes them both luck.

"Yes, good luck to us~!" She agrees.
</poem>

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User:Ettlesby

2026-06-23T19:19:17Z

Ettlesby:

Hello! This is Ettlesby. If you're interested in meeting up with any of my characters, feel free to get in touch! I'm generally about starting at around 6pm EST, but for play I can be around a bit earlier or be up late in the night if I have advance notice. My schedule is flexible! Let me know what your schedule is and we can work something out!

== Current Characters ==

* [[Fuuka Yamagishi]] - Persona 3 FC, Gekkoukan High School student in Class 2-E and member of the Art Club - as well as SEES. A shy lover of technology who is self-conscious about her perceived lack of femininity. Proficient in the assembly and repair of machines, audio equipment - and, to a degree, hacking.

* [[Shinobu Shimizu]] - OC, centered in Sumaru City's Hirasaka Ward. Middle sister of three. Rotates from job to job, picking up skills and contacts along the way... while occasionally patrolling the city for signs of supernatural trouble. Knowing a lot of different people is a thing for her, so if you'd like to have met her on a job sometime, let me know and we can work something out!

*[[Vivienne Sournois]] - Owner of Le Cinéma du Monde in Kagurazaka, Tokyo, a single-screen theater that shows movies from all across the world, in a variety of languages and genres. An eccentric woman with a flair for the dramatic, and also a member of the Wild Hunt. In her spare time she's also an expert weaponsmith, and she'll be glad to forge weapons even for her foes... provided they bring her interesting enough materials.

*[[Misato Fushihara]] - A student at Seven Sisters High School, living with her uncle after the loss of her parents. On the surface a cheery ball of sunshine, but she seems to be living life in a listless manner lately. Secretly she is also the cloaked Persona-User known as Magus, whose demeanor seems to be the exact opposite of her own.

2026-06-14: Good Boots

2026-06-15T02:45:59Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Good Boots''' *'''Cast:''' Shinobu Shimizu, Ichika Kawase *'''Where:''' Hirasaka - Main *'''OOC Date:''' June 14, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' November 24, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Ichika runs into Shinobu while she's shopping for winter wear. The two of them talk about cars, fashion, and the future. On Ichika's advice, Shinobu buys some nice boots.'' ---- =============================================== Sumaru City/Hirasaka Ward ====- The westernmost ward of t..."

*'''Log: Good Boots'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Shinobu Shimizu]], [[Ichika Kawase]]
*'''Where:''' Hirasaka - Main
*'''OOC Date:''' June 14, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' November 24, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Ichika runs into Shinobu while she's shopping for winter wear. The two of them talk about cars, fashion, and the future. On Ichika's advice, Shinobu buys some nice boots.''

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=============================================== Sumaru City/Hirasaka Ward ====-
The westernmost ward of the city, and also the one furthest inland, Hirasaka is
considered one of the least desirable places to live in Sumaru. This is in part
due to the bad reputation of local Kasugayama High School, nicknamed "Kasu High"
by its students and "Cuss High" by its detractors. A school of overwhelmingly
boys but some errant girls, it's said to be for delinquents, poors, and other
"problem" children. Just down the street is Sumaru Prison, which is not a prison
but an underground club with a live stage, and either way the parents of Sevens
students hate it.

It's not all bad in Hirasaka, though. The shopping is second to none, with a
huge five-story mall called Smile Hirasaka that offers a wide variety of
businesses and conference meeting rooms; just be sure to go on a day when the
stores aren't closed. For those who want a more homey atmosphere for their
purchases, there's Kameya Alley. Plenty of office buildings populate the area,
too.

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>It's late November, which means the snowy season is soon to be upon them. It's already getting fairly cold, so now's the time to make preparations before it sets in. For Shinobu, that means getting some new clothes. All of her older winter wear is starting to show its age. The last time she went on a big shopping trip she picked up a nice jacket, but she'll need a little more than that.

So today after work, Shinobu drops by a clothing store in Hirasaka Ward's Kameya Alley. The atmosphere here suits her a lot more than the upscale shopping mall does. She has a few other places she wants to stop by after... but she ''is'' on a budget since she's saving up, so how much she spends here will dictate how much she can afford.

For the time being she browses the isles, hands in the pockets of her jacket. She pauses, stopping by a long winter coat. She reaches out, feeling the sleeve experimentally. She 'hm's idly to herself. She doesn't seem very busy at the moment...
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
Late November... a lot's been going on, but the year continues. Ichika Kawase is kind of glad for the break in supernatural business, and is out doing one of the things she likes: shopping. She's likewise here in Kameya Alley, and it ''is'' a good atmosphere, much as she likes the mall. Besides, she can drop by Ma'am's place for something to eat...

But as she's looking at coats, she turns and spots--

"Oh, hey," Ichika says. Shinobu. Who's helped them before--who Tsubasa especially looks up to. "Nice to see you," Ichika greets.

Her concession to the cold is mostly that she's wearing a jacket; the long skirt is unrelated.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Ma'am's proximity definitely pays a part in the choice of location.

She isn't the only one who had the same idea. This isn't unusual, of course, but today it's a familiar face. At Ichika's voice Shinobu looks up from the coat she was looking at, looking toward Ichika. She knows ''of'' her more than she knows her(at least, as far as she knows, unaware that she's the one behind Ogre), but she recognizes her right away.

"Hey." Shinobu greets back with a nod and a small smile. "Kawase, right? Nice to see you, too."

She turns to face her fully, now.

"How've you been?" She asks.

</poem>
<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
"Right!" Ichika answers, pleased to be recognized. "I know you talk to Tsubasa more than to me, but it's cool to be remembered."

Ichika actually smiles. She thinks Shinobu is cool! "I've been cool," she says. "Kinda busy with stuff... but we got the school paper going, so that's been a good kind of busy to be, too." She can't talk about Futaba's Palace, but...

"How about you?" she asks. Then, she regards the coat, likewise feeling the fabric. "Oh, this'd look good on you. It's a nice color."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu nods. Good, she remembered - Ichika points out that she talks to Tsubasa more than her. Which is only natural, the way they met...

"How're they doing, by the way? We haven't had a lot of opportunity to talk." Shinobu asks. Ichika, though, has been cool! Shinobu nods again. "Good to hear."

She listens, too, as Ichika explains what she's been up to. Busy... Shinobu nods.

"It's that time of year." She agrees. Sounds like it must be for her, too. The school paper, though...

"Oh yeah? Are you into journalism?" Shinobu asks, curious. "That's gotta be a big step for Kasugayama. I dunno if they had one before... Akiyama didn't, at least in my time."

That was a while ago, though... and it's always possible she just never saw it.

"About the same. Been taking on a little more work than usual, so... busy." She says. Ichika says the coat would look good on her and Shinobu looks at it again, a bit more thoughtfully. "Oh yeah? You think so?" She 'hm's for a moment, looking toward the price tag.

"Not to expensive, either..." She murmurs, mostly to herself.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
"They're pretty good," Ichika says. "I get to spend a lot of time with them lately, so that's nice. Not that we get out in the car as much, since we can mostly just walk around Hirasaka, but still!"

It is that time of year. And before she knows it, there'll be finals. "I am!" Ichika answers. "Got into it through a cool reporter who I ran into. You ever hear of Maya Amano?" A beat, "It's pretty big--I had to twist a few arms to make it happen. But with the Death Boss's support it fell into place OK."

They definitely didn't.

"Oh, yeah? My boyfriend's been working hard lately, too. He does part-timing for a few places, now." But as to the coat, Ichika nods along. "Totally. And that's pretty key--picking up one nice piece doesn't do you any good if you can't get something to pair it with."

Shopping! She is an authority on clothes shopping and fashion.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu seems relieved when Ichika says that Tsubasa has been pretty good. She smiles, too, when she says she gets to spend a lot of time with them lately.

"Oh yeah? Good to hear, I'm happy for you." She nods about the car, though. "Yeah, these streets aren't exactly made for extensive driving... 'Swhy it's taken me so long to think about getting one myself."

Ichika confirms that she is, in fact, into journalism.

"Cool. It's a good field." Shinobu replies with an approving nod. She explains that she got into it through a cool reporter. Maya Amano... Shinobu nods. "Yeah, I've seen her around a few times. She's cool. If you're going to pick a role model, she's a good one."

She grins, then, as Ichika says that she had to twist a few arms, and the Death Boss's support made it work out.

"Oh yeah? Good on you for sticking it out. The stuff's that's always the hardest to get going's usually the most worth it." Shinobu comments. "Hope it goes well for you."

Ichika mentions her boyfriend... and Shinobu doesn't react. Maybe she already knows about their situation - or maybe she's just a cool adult. She nods, as she explains he does part-timing for a few places.

"That's about what I do. I get work where I can get it." Shinobu replies. If he's working at a few different places, then he's probably in a situation where he needs the money... "He ever has trouble finding anything, you can point him my way. I know some people, I can help him get in touch."

Her attention turns back to the coat. Ichika confirms that it'd look good - and comments about getting something to pair it with... Shinobu 'hm's again.

"...In that case, anything here you think'd go well with it?" Shinobu asks. "I don't think about this kind of thing often, myself, so I don't know the ins and outs."

Ichika seems like she knows what she's talking about, there - she's not ashamed to ask for help from someone younger if it's their field of interest.
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<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
"Me, too." Happy for her. "They're the best." But, these streets... "Oh, you're thinking of getting one?" Ichika wonders. "I like cars. I'd love to see it if you do."

A good field!! Ichika smiles. "Cool," she says. "Yeah--she's great. She really cares about what people are into..."

"Thanks," Ichika replies then. "I thought it would be worth it. My grades aren't exactly amazing, but maybe having an extracurricular like that can get me somewhere... It'd be nice to be able to go on to school, you know?"

Could be cool! Ichika doesn't worry too much when Shinobu doesn't react. Instead she says, "Yeah? I'll remember that. Thank you," Ichika says, with a deeper nod. She relies on Shinobu's expertise! As to the coat, though...

"Hmmm..."

"Yeah. I think with a coat like that, you want some good boots--it'll keep your feet warm, but it also balances the look out. Maybe some sturdy ones, so you can work in them..."

"But they can have steel toes and still look good. I guess it depends on your style? You seem more 'practical' than 'dressy' to me in general--so I think that's what i'd recommend. Over here they've got the shoes..."
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu grins. It's good to hear her talk so fondly of Tsubasa, especially after hearing how ''they'' talk about her.

"Yeah, I am." Shinobu confirms, as Ichika asks if she's thinking about getting a car. "Sure, I'll remember that. I've been looking into kei trucks. Somethin' small enough that I can still drive it around here, while still giving me plenty of room to transport stuff. That'd really open up my options."

She nods, then.

"Yeah, she really does." She agrees. ...Of course, she knows Maya mostly from supernatural incidents rather than her actual job... but she doesn't bring that up.

"People pay attention to that kind of stuff. Get a good backlog of issues, show that you're dedicated, and I'm sure it'll draw attention. Get in touch with people who work in the field and I bet that'd go a long way, too." Shinobu comments. "Yeah, here's hoping it works out for you."

She never went to college, herself... but she'll certainly encourage someone who wants to.

She nods, as Ichika says she'll remember the offer. And then, fashion - Shinobu nods to herself, taking in her advice.

"Yeah, that'll be real handy with winter coming up." She agrees. Balancing out the look, though, is something she hadn't thought about. And even steel-toed boots can look good... "That so? I didn't think about that... But, yeah. I'd agree with you there. I've always been the type to gravitate toward things I can get a lot of use out of."

Ichika points out where the shoes are, so Shinobu moves over to check out the selection of boots.

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<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
The way Ichika regards Tsubasa, it's plain in her eyes and expression when she talks about them; she only isn't saying more because they aren't talking about them in detail. ...She could, though. She totally could.

"Oh, yeah? That's smart. I have a van, myself--my parents wanted me to get something so I could visit more often, but I wanted something that could carry camping gear and my friends. So I definitely get it on transporting stuff. I guess you'd have a lot more work you could do that way, too..."

Maya... is a Persona-user!! That's true.

"That's what I'm hoping," Ichika says. "...Thanks. I never thought of myself as the university type, but... I'm going to try, you know? Even if I'm probably getting married sooner or later, I don't want to leave Tsubasa and him to do everything right off... And maybe I ''could'' have a career, too."

But fashion!! "It's cool. 'Practical' can be stylish, too. And the more you put into your appearance, to a point, the more seriously people will take you, if you're doing it right. I try to dress for the occasion." A beat, "Today's occasion is just walking around."

Ichika walks over with her. "How about these?" she suggests, pointing out a particular pair.
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu nods thoughtfully.

"Seems like a good compromise, to me. You both get what you want. Yeah, a van's real good for that..." She comments. "Yeah. I've got a good courier bike right now, but I can only transport so much under my own power."

She nods. Ichika's thinking about her future... and she thinks about to Tsubasa, who's making plans for their own, too. ...It's nice, seeing them have hopes.

"Never find out unless you try, right? If it's not your thing, least you gave it a shot." Shinobu says. Getting married, huh... That's something she's never really had reason to think about. "I think that'd be good. Means if something happens, you all'd still have ways to support yourselves. That kind of security is good to have."

Practical can be stylish, too... She nods.

"Mm-hm. I dress for the job, especially if I'm meeting someone with higher standards, but outside of that... I'm not used to it." Shinobu replies, and grins. "Nothin' wrong with that. Sometimes you gotta make your own occasions."

She leans forward to get a closer look at the books Ichika points out, looking them over.

"Yeah... Yeah, I think these'd work real nice. You've got a good eye." She comments approvingly. "I think I'll go for it."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
"Yeah. I know I'm real lucky to have that kind of option--so I figure I'll make the most of it." A beat, "Hmmm, yeah... So a truck would help a lot. Besides, trucks are cool!"

And she does try to think of her future. NEver find out unless she tries... "Yeah," Ichika says. "I always assumed that I just... didn't get to do stuff like that. But you know, maybe tomorrow's better than yesterday." she's a little embarrassed to put it that way, though. "Hmm. Security... yeah."

"Heh. I think that's cool. Some people aren't used to it because they don't value themselves--but for you, it's just because you live authentically, I think, so you don't have to think about how you come off as much."

A beat, "Yeah!" Make her own occasions...

"Thanks," Ichika says. "Style's a fun thing for me--I like... the way you can express yourself, with clothes and makeup and all. Tsubasa's good at it, too."
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"Might as well." Shinobu agrees, and then grins. "They ''are'' cool."

She can't help but feel sympathetic when Ichika says that she assumed she didn't get to do stuff like that. It's a feeling she understands. But even though she's embarrassed about it... her conclusion gets a smile out of Shinobu.

"Yeah. 'Course, sometimes you've gotta be the one to ''make'' it that way... but yeah. It is." She agrees.

Ichika thinks her style is cool, though - and her summation makes Shinobu laugh, massaging the back of her neck sheepishly.She hadn't thought about it that way before.

"That sounds a lot better than just saying I'm lazy. I like the sound of that." She comments, and nods.

"Yeah. It might not be ''my'' thing... but I can appreciate it when someone does want to put that much effort and thought into it, you know? Really tells a lot about a person." She comments, and nods about Tsubasa. "Yeah, I know it's important to them, too. I've seen some of their looks."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ichika Kawase has posed.
<poem>
Ichika imagines Shinobu would get it; she doesn't, so far as Ichika knows, have the ''same'' background, but Tsubasa wouldn't be so taken with her if she didn't have cred there. So when Shinobu smiles, Ichika smiles back. "Yeah," she says. "And I got help these days. So we're gonna make it happen, together."

Ichika laughs too. "Maybe I'm biased," she admits, "Since Tsubasa thinks so highly of you. But that's how ''I'd'' put it, anyway."

"Yeah. You can tell people all kinds of stuff just by how you want to look."

She smiles. "Yeah. You're pretty cool, auntie. ...I should probably let you get about your stuff, but..."

"...It's cool to get to see you. Maybe we can meet up again sometime."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"Together. That's important." Shinobu comments with a nod. "Having someone who can pick you back up makes a big difference."

She grins, as Ichika admits to being biased because of how highly Tsubasa thinks of her.

"Well, I'm sure not gonna complain about benefitting from that." She comments, then nods as Ichika agrees.

She doesn't object to being called 'auntie'.

"Yeah. It was cool to see you, too. Thanks for helping me make up my mind." She replies, and offers her a nod. "Yeah. I'm around, so don't be afraid to reach out. Later, Kawase."

With that, she moves to gather up what she plans to purchase.
</poem>

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2026-06-07: Listlessness

2026-06-07T21:47:49Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Listlessness''' *'''Cast:''' Misato Fushihara *'''Where:''' Rengedai Ward, Sumaru City *'''OOC Date:''' 2026-06-07 *'''IC Date:''' 2012-11-21 *'''Summary''': ''Some days all you can do is wait for something to happen - even if it's something you'd rather avoid.'' ---- &emsp;Misato Fushihara lay in her bed, one arm propping up her head while the other rests in front of her, phone in hand with her thumb idly scrolling the screen. She acknowledges each pictur..."

*'''Log: Listlessness'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Misato Fushihara]]
*'''Where:''' Rengedai Ward, Sumaru City
*'''OOC Date:''' 2026-06-07
*'''IC Date:''' 2012-11-21
*'''Summary''': ''Some days all you can do is wait for something to happen - even if it's something you'd rather avoid.''

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&emsp;Misato Fushihara lay in her bed, one arm propping up her head while the other rests in front of her, phone in hand with her thumb idly scrolling the screen. She acknowledges each picture briefly as they go past, but none remain for long before they're scrolled up out of sight - and out of mind.

&emsp;And then, a notification. A response in the group chat. Misato looks it over briefly and automatically taps out a contextually-appropriate emoji in response. A second passes, and another member of the group chat sends out one of their own, and then another follows suit.

&emsp;They'll be at this for a while. She can leave them to it.

&emsp;Misato rests her phone on her stomach, her eyes straying to the posters adorning the wall next to her bed, depicting members of the local women's professional soccer team. She lingers on them for a moment before looking away toward the window, where a leafy houseplant soaks up the light streaming in. It still looks healthy... it doesn't need attention right now.

&emsp;For want of nothing else able to capture her attention, Misato instead stares up at the ceiling without really looking at it. Past it, perhaps. She shifts, setting her phone aside and resting both hands under her head, now. At times like this, it feels like there's nothing better to do than to simply exist. Let time pass her by. ...Maybe she should sneak out for a bit. She knows where she can find some ''real'' excitement. It'd be easy. Except... no, her uncle is bound to be home any minute. In fact -

&emsp;She hears the sound of a door opening somewhere below. Speak of the devil. At least something's happening, even if he's the last person she wants to be around.

&emsp;"Misato-chan, I'm home. I brought dinner." A man's voice calls from downstairs. Her uncle - Gunma Fushihara, who took her in after the deaths of her parents. Misato closes her eyes for a moment.

&emsp;"Down in a minute!" She calls back and, with a sigh, hauls her up out of bed and in front of the mirror in her room. She takes a quick moment to assess herself.

&emsp;Bedhead and an unreadable expression like a thin slash across her face. Misato exhales.

&emsp;She takes a moment to run her hands through her hair until it approaches something like decent, and lightly slaps her hands against her cheeks to psych herself up and put on a smile.

&emsp;There. You look like a normal human being now instead of one of the running dead.

&emsp;She starts for the door, briefly considering the decorated cane by her doorway before deciding against it and heading downstairs to the living area. Her uncle - an average-looking man, she supposes, though one with scraggly facial hair that's crying for a trim - has already seated himself at the table. He certainly didn't waste any time in removing his suit jacket from work. She spots it tossed haphazardly onto the sofa. She forces herself not to comment on it.

&emsp;"Welcome back, Uncle." Misato instead greets with a bright smile, taking the seat opposite him. He brings out a paper bag, setting it on the table.

&emsp;"Thanks, Misato-chan. Hope you're okay with fast food tonight." He comments, and Misato nods.

&emsp;"That's fine! Thanks for the meal."

&emsp;Over subpar burgers and fries of the kind that are still somehow irresistible, they conduct the usual evening ritual - telling each other how their day went, bringing up whatever's happening in their lives. These days there really isn't much she cares to tell him, but she finds something to say anyway. And, eventually, the meal begins to near its end.

&emsp;"...Misato-chan." Gunma starts. Misato, in the middle of sizing up the last portion of her burger to decide how to tackle it, pauses. She looks up at him, maintaining her expression carefully as she studies his.

&emsp;"...What is it?" She asks. It takes some effort to mask her trepidation.

&emsp;"I've been wondering, and it's alright if you say no... But do you think you would be alright calling me 'father'?" He asks. Misato freezes. She looks away for a moment. Her expression slips, contorting somewhat - but it's easy enough to explain away as lingering grief. When Misato looks back, it's with a sad smile.

&emsp;"...I'm sorry. But... I think it's still too soon." She apologizes. He nods quietly in acceptance.

&emsp;"That's alright, Misato-chan." He assures with a nod. Even he can see that the mood has changed. "...Here, let me take care of this."

&emsp;He starts to gather up their trash and she offers him a nod as she finishes up the rest of her burger and stands up.

&emsp;"I think I'm going to clean up and head back to my room... Thanks again, uncle." Misato offers. She slips away into the bathroom and shuts the door behind her.

&emsp;Once again she finds herself staring into the mirror - but this time, that smile melts away into frustration.

&emsp;How could he even ask that...? Ugh.

&emsp;She closes her eyes and breathes deeply, in and out, before opening them and looking at herself again. Maybe she ''will'' sneak out later. She could really afford to let off some steam...

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2026-04-22: Someone to Look Out For

2026-04-23T01:53:41Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Someone to Look Out For''' *'''Cast:''' Shinobu Shimizu, Miho Ijuuin *'''Where:''' Seaside Mall *'''OOC Date:''' April 22, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' October 29, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Following a delivery job, Shinobu meets up with Miho at Jolly Roger. The two of them talk about personal matters, and the complications they face.'' ---- (|=============================== Seaside Mall ===============================|) -=======================================..."

*'''Log: Someone to Look Out For'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Shinobu Shimizu]], [[Miho Ijuuin]]
*'''Where:''' Seaside Mall
*'''OOC Date:''' April 22, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' October 29, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Following a delivery job, Shinobu meets up with Miho at Jolly Roger. The two of them talk about personal matters, and the complications they face.''

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(|=============================== Seaside Mall ===============================|)
-================================================== Sumaru City/Konan Ward ====-
The Seaside Mall is well-named: it's directly across from Ebisu Beach, though
it's a short walk to the road that leads down to its sands. The view remains
magnificent, and outdoor tables dot the parking lot so one can take in the sea
breeze. For those sensitive to it, there is a door to the Velvet Room there. For
everyone else, there's a decent variety of stores.

Pirate-themed restaurant Jolly Roger is the place to go for drinks, desserts,
and curry; its melancholy owner, a blank-eyed man who was once a sailor, loves
to hear and share rumors. The interior brings to mind a wooden galleon ship with
a massive ship's wheel behind the counter, rope rigging overhead, and a Jolly
Roger flag draped on one wall between various paintings and a world map.

For those anxious about the future, there are two options. One is Hiiragi
Psychotherapy, where Dr. Reiko and her protégée Maki offer counseling amidst a
fairy tale forest aesthetic, complete with decorative pastel carousels; her kind
eyes and smile encourage one to get everything off one's mind and heal heart and
soul in the process. The other is the Sumaru Genie, where a dark-skinned woman
of the same name utilizes an Egyptian aesthetic to lend herself and her
fortune-telling a sense of authentic mystique. Her fortunes were garbage until
she recently switched to Wang Long style fortune-telling, though.

And, of course, it's not Sumaru City without a local Satomi Tadashi Pharmacy
branch. This one looks the same as all the others: aisles and walls laden with
medicine of all kinds, overseen from the back counter where magazines are
available by one of seven identical sisters. Satomi Sister #2 runs this one; an
acoustic guitar version of the store's theme plays here. "o/` o/` o/` ..."

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>It was a pretty simple delivery job, all told. Shinobu certainly isn't going to complain about work where the most complicated aspect of it is the time involved. She went, did the hand-off, and now she's made her way to the designated meeting point after sending a message ahead to let her client know the job's done.

The meeting place, today, is Jolly Roger in Konan Ward's Seaside Mall. It's a good restaurant with a charming pirate-themed atmosphere. Shinobu approves. She likes pirates. Her black-and-green cargo bike is locked up outside, while Shinobu herself has already been seated inside. She's ordered a drink for herself while she waits - so for now, she sits back and sips at her beverage.

She hasn't been waiting long. She's barely gotten started on her drink.

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<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
Miho has never asked Shinobu to take illegal jobs--no poisons, drugs, weapons, nothing of the kind. Primarily she asks for courier service for packages or documents. Today, it was documents.

Miho is at least no longer wearing a sling for her arm; that injury has healed enough to no longer require it. This is clear as she walks into the Jolly Roger, dressed in her usual womens' suit in black with red beneath. She looks around and--

"Shimizu-san," she greets once she approaches the table. "Thank you for your hard work. May I sit?"

"If you have the time, I would like to buy you lunch and speak."
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu looks up as Miho enters the restaurant. She's hard to miss.

"Ijuuin-san." Shinobu greets, looking up from her drink. She's usuallly pretty casual, but there are some exceptions. She's ''seen'' where Miho lives. She nods. "Go right ahead."

Miho says she'd like to buy her lunch and speak. Shinobu considers it for a moment - but only for a moment. Lunch is hard to pass up...

"I've got time, so long as it won't be a problem for you. What-" Shinobu assures, and stops herself just short of saying 'what's up'. "- did you want to talk about?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
Miho puts on a faint, brief smile. "Thank you."

"Order what you like," she suggests. She'll get a drink and some curry, for her part. It's a good lunch. "But no, it isn't a problem." What's up, she almost says; Miho would ''probably'' have understood that. Probably.

"...Primarily personal matters," she admits. "I have wondered, some, what it would be like to live more as you seem to--on your own terms. Instead of with the expectations of many."

"But it feels rude to inquire into your life without inquiring into the basics, first. ...So, I hope that your sisters are well."

"...With the attacks from fans lately," she finally explains, "I have been... thinking, on what I expect from the world."

"I may have less business for you, depending on what decisions I make. If so, it is no reflection on your competence."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Miho smiles, and Shinobu smiles back.

"Alright. Thanks." She replies. She orders some curry for herself, too - something with a bit of a kick. Miho explains, then, that she wants to talk about some personal matters. That's a bit of a surprise, though not an unwelcome one.

Living on her own terms, instead of with the expectations of many... It isn't something she's thought about often. She supposes she's been in situations where she hasn't had to.

"They're doing well, thanks. Life's been busy, but... that's life." Shinobu replies with a shrug. Miho mentions the attacks from the fans... She frowns sympathetically.

"...Yeah. I heard about that." Shinobu murmurs. She does keep an eye on the Aoba news, since her older sister lives there too. "Scary stuff. You both alright? How's Yua-san holding up?"

She's been thinking on what she expects from the world, and may have less business for her depending on what decisions she makes... Shinobu thinks that over, and then nods.

"Well, you two are some of my best customers so I'll miss your business, but you gotta do what's best for you, yeah? If that's what happens, I get it." She replies. "I, uh, appreciate the reassurance, though."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
"So it is," Miho agrees. Life is busy. "I'm glad to hear that." Miho doesn't know much about Shinobu's sisters, beyond what she has occasionally discussed in small talk or learned as part of her pursuits in the NWO. For some reason, they just haven't been a big priority for Miho.

But, "I am," Miho says. "Yua is... stressed," she decides to say. "And stress can be bad for a baby. I'm trying to see what I cn do to ensure she isn't subjected to such things again."

But it is indeed 'scary stuff'.

"It's only a maybe," Miho says. "So long as I work in the industry I do, I will have need for a courier. ...And I'm aware of my good fortune in general, which has led to my opportunites to perform for the nation."

"But sometimes I wonder whether continuing to attempt 'ordinary' business is worth it, in light of that." A shake of her head.

"I had assumed, previously, that such things as crazyed fans were simply one of the pitfalls of fame; that with opportunity came danger. But now that it is not only me who is involved and endangered..."

"Well. I was the youngest in my family, so I never had to look out for my siblings. But looking out for Yua.."
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu offers a nod as Miho says she's glad to hear it about her sisters. She frowns, though, when she explains.

"...Can hardly blame her." Shinobu replies, with a shake of her head. "Here's hoping that's the last time you have to worry about that."

She nods as Miho says it's only a maybe, then goes quiet and listens as Miho explains her situation. Performing for the nation, and whether or not ordinary business is worth it... But what she says, though - not only her being involved and endangered...

...That's something Shinobu can sympathise with. The Black Mask's threat still lurks in the back of her mind.

"...It's hard when you've got someone else to think about, whether it's sisters or a close friend." Shinobu comments. "You get to thinking whether or not it's worth it, keeping going if it's going to put them in danger. It... really gets in your head."

She leans back in her seat a bit.

"Eventually, you gotta figure out... How important is that part of you? Is that something you're willing to fight for? And if it is, what're you gonna do to keep the people close to you safe?" She says... and then shrugs. "...That's my view, anyway."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
"Thank you," Miho answers, still a little still and formal--but that may be 'just how she is', rather than a discomfort with Shinobu in particular. "Yes," Miho agrees. "For a while, I didn't. I was on my own, looking for Yua while she waa missing; I had a boyfriend or two over the years, but..." She gestures; whether she thinks men need less protecting or she ''cared'' less is an exercise to the reader. There is an answer.

"As you say, it does. But at the same time, disentanglilng yourself is not easy."

How important...?

A 'close friend', too. Miho wishes she could be more outspoken about ''that''. "I suppose that is what it comes down to, isn't it?" she wonders.

"...I will fight then. For what is important to me." She nods, thoughtful. "Thank you."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Miho thanks her, and Shinobu nods. She doesn't mind still and formal, even if it may not be her own way. She gets that it's probably just Miho's. She listens as she continues, explaining how she's had a boyfriend or two, but...

She doesn't elaborate. Shinobu has her own thoughts, but she doesn't voice them.

"''That's'' for sure." Shinobu agrees. "...And even if it were, you try to disentangle yourself ''completely'', and a part of you's gonna go with it."

If Shinobu knew, she'd be sympathetic about ''that'', too. She nods, though, as Miho comments that's what it comes down to... and, it seems like she's found her answer.

"Cool." Shinobu comments with a nod, and then shakes her head. "No problem. Glad I could help."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
"...Hm. Yes, I suppose that's true, too. We leave parts of ourselves, in the things that are important to us." That's not precisely what Shinobu said, but it's the conclusion Miho draws thinking about it.

But if Miho could tell Shinobu, she might not be doing all the ''less'' sympathetic things. Well, not as many. But don't worry about that.

"I appreciate the insight," Miho says. "...is there... anything I can clarify for you?" she asks. "Any questions, or matters you want to discuss."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>It may not be what she meant, but Miho's comment gets Shinobu thinking. She rolls it over in her head for a moment, and then nods.

"...Yeah, that's a good way of putting it." Shinobu agrees with a smile. Is there anything she can clarify for her, or matters to discuss... Her expression turns thoughtful for a moment as she thinks about it. Ultimately, though...

"Not off the top of my head." Shinobu replies, with a shake of her head. "Still, good talk."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Miho Ijuuin has posed.
<poem>
"Thank you." Pause. Shinobu is thoughtful, but...

"Very well," Miho says. "Yes. 'Good talk'," she agrees.

"It's just as well," she says as the server arrives. "It's bad for digestion to have serious conversation over a meal."

And Miho is true to her word! Food happens.
</poem>

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2026-06-14: Training Under the Moon

2026-04-15T03:12:54Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Training Under the Moon''' *'''Cast:''' Fuuka Yamagishi, Reiya Aomori *'''Where:''' Naganaki Shrine *'''OOC Date:''' April 14, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' October 25, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Fuuka and Reiya wrap up a training session during the Dark Hour, and sit down to rest before heading back to the dorm. There they talk about the differences both of them faced in joining SEES, family, and working as a team. Together, they resolve to continue learning more.''..."

*'''Log: Training Under the Moon'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Fuuka Yamagishi]], [[Reiya Aomori]]
*'''Where:''' Naganaki Shrine
*'''OOC Date:''' April 14, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' October 25, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Fuuka and Reiya wrap up a training session during the Dark Hour, and sit down to rest before heading back to the dorm. There they talk about the differences both of them faced in joining SEES, family, and working as a team. Together, they resolve to continue learning more.''

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(|============================= Naganaki Shrine ==============================|)
-================================================== Iwatodai City/Iwatodai ====-
Naganaki Shrine is a piece of tradition in the middle of the city. Long stairs
lead up to a stone-pathed pavilion lined with sacred trees; immediately to one's
left is a children's playground, with slide, see-saw and a jungle gym. The first
part of the shrine proper is the cleansing area, where one washes out one's
mouth and hands in order to respectfully meet the Gods. This done, one may
approach the shrine.

Two lion-dogs fiercely guard the monetary offering booth, where many a student
has come praying for academic success. Off to the side, one may receive a
relationship fortune and tie it off, in hopes of growing closer to a special
someone. To the other side of the shrine are red pillars which lead one to the
/Inari/ Shrine, another place for prayer. One may receive items, here, if items
are sacrificed in turn. Beside the Inari Shrine is a great sacred tree,
protected behind a fence and by a series of tags tied about it from a holy rope;
a sign beside it describes the history of this place, going into the sacred tree
and the Shrine's deity.

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>The key to honing one's talents is constant training. This is true even for Persona Users - and even for Navigators, though their talents take on a different form. For a while now, Fuuka and Reiya have been training together. Fuuka, to sharpen her sight and widen her field of vision, and Reiya, to become better able to evade the sight of others through his own talents as an Anti-Navigator.

Tonight's venue is Naganaki Shrine. It's a wide, open space that gives them plenty of area to work with while still being close enough to the dorm in case something happens... and, it has the added bonus of letting them help Koromaru keep his treasured place free of trouble.

Fuuka stands in the center of the shrine, her eyes shut in concentration. Lucia surrounds her as she casts her vision outward, peering beyond with her third eye.

...But they've been at this for a while now. It's been a productive day, at least.

"Good work, Aomori-san. I think that's enough for tonight." Fuuka says. She lets Lucia fade and Fuuka relaxes, opening her eyes. "We still have some moonlight left before the Dark Hour ends... I think I want to sit down for a bit before we head back."

</poem>
<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
Reiya's talents as an anti-Navigator have grown considerably since he first joined SEES, and he's been using those to help Fuuka find ways to deal with similar talents. The wide, open space is useful; Reiya has plenty of places to practice hiding both his regular self and his Persona.

Kunimitsu reappears as Lucia fades, and then he fades in turn, Reiya releasing his Persona and his quiet. "...That's a good idea," he says. "It was quite taxing."

Reiya walks over and sits down on the other side of the bench, looking up to the Dark Hour's sky.

"I think it will be good to see how our practice is helping. ..."

"Do you want quiet?" he asks. "I find myself restless; I think I'd prefer to talk, if you're up for it."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>"Yes, it was... Training is good, but we don't want to overexert ourselves." Fuuka agrees. It's good to know their limits, but there's such a thing as going too far. She looks over to Reiya as he joins her, and nods. "I think so, too. I want to be of even more help..."

She follows his gaze up to the Dark Hour's sky, and the moon looming ahead. He admits, though, to finding himself restless. She can understand that, a little.

"No, I don't mind." Fuuka assures, looking back at him. "What would you like to talk about? There's been so much going on, I think it would be good to catch up."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"Yes."

Even more help... "Your hardworking attitude is an asset," Reiya notes of Fuuka. "...I think that you'll accomplish that goal. I want the same, for myself."

Restless, yet kind of tired; both are true.

"All right." He looks back at her in turn. "...I was thinking about the team nature of our endeavors. it is..."

He considers. "I am used to the idea of working ''for'' others," he says. "But with others is not always the same."

"But also..."

"Did I ever tell you that, while you were missing, I searched at the locale of your parents' home?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>"Oh... thank you. I'm glad you think so." Fuuka replies with a polite nod. He wants the same for himself... "I think it's the same for you. I know how dedicated you are. I'm sure you will, too."

The team nature of their endeavors... She listens curiously as he explains. The difference between working for and working with... She considers that for a moment.

"...Yes. It's different, when everyone's counting on each other equally." She agrees. But he has something else to speak of, too - and surprise crosses her face when he mentions that he searced at her parents' home.

"You did? No... I don't think so." She replies with a shake of her head. She hesitates for a moment. Does she want to know? "...What did you see?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"Thank you," he says back.

"Indeed. ...It's different, to notice it; my family is accustomed to hierarchy. I'm the heir, but my mother is my elder until I come of age. We have a clear sense of where we all 'fit'."

"...But yes, I went to your home. I didn't sneak in," he explains. "I purely observed. But..."

He frowns. "I saw nothing out of the ordinary. Their routine seemed normal. There was no... disarray."

"It disturbed me by its lack, more than by what I saw. No one seemed to investigate your room, not that I could see fromt he window. Police were never there..."

"...Had you indicated you might go anywhere, at some point?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Hierarchy... That's something she noticed. His family works differently than what she's used to.

"I see... I gathered it was something like that. We have some structure, but otherwise, we're fairly flexible." Fuuka replies thoughtfully. She listens, then, as he explains that he observed... and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

No changes to the routine. No disarray.

Fuuka wants to be surprised. ...But she really isn't. She looks away, and the look on her face is the one of someone who's expectations have been met, to their disappointment.

"That... doesn't really surprise me." Fuuka admits quietly. She looks back at him. "I told them I was going to meet a friend for a study session, but... that was it."

She pauses for a moment.

"That... was a lie, of course." She admits, just a bit sheepishly. He can probably guess where she ''really'' went.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"We are. Who is in charge of which matter varies depending on the issue at hand; we have field leaders and designate individuals to handle certain missions. It's... different."

But...

Reiya frowns slightly. It's hard to spot, but Fuuka may be accustomed enough to reading subtle expressions by now. "I see. ...So that's why."

"...That should've held up for a night," he says, "But not consistently for that long. ...And I think I've stumbled onto a sore point, so for that I apologize."

"But you deserved to have the information, in any case."

"...is it better?" he asks. "Living at the dorms, then."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka nods, and considers him for a moment.

"...Do you like it?" Fuuka asks. "It being different, I mean."

It ''is'' hard to spot - but by now, she can spot it. She sees that slight frown. For a night, maybe, but not for that long... She nods. But he apologizes, too, and at that, she shakes her head.

"No, it's okay. I'm... used to it, by now. But... thank you, for telling me. I appreciate it." She replies. It's good to know. "It wasn't always like that, but... that's how things are, now."

Is it better, he asks? She doesn't even need to think about that.

"Oh, yes." Fuuka confirms with a nod. "It's much better. I'm surrounded by friends and people I can rely on... and, I feel like I have a place there. Somewhere... I feel like I can be useful."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"I'm not sure," Reiya muses. "It is... pleasant, being in the dorm with others who share the mission, and who are near the same age. But it's different, being away from my sisters."

A pause. "Mother is usually away regardless, so that hasn't changed."

But she's used to it... "You're welcome then," he answers. "...I see. Unfortunate."

"Good," Reiya says. "I think..."

"You do have a place. You are very helpful to us."

Pause.

"You are more than useful to SEES, I think. You are one of us."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>He isn't sure. Fuuka nods. That makes sense, she supposes - it's quite the different experience from what he's used to.

"I see... I don't have any siblings, so I don't know what that's like. I can imagine, though..." Fuuka replies. His mother being away usually, though - that she can sympathise with. "I'm sorry..."

She nods, as he accepts her thanks. Unfortunate... It is, but... there's nothing she can do about that but accept it, now.

He says she has a place - that she's very helpful to them. She smiles, just slightly.

"...Thank you. I'm glad that you feel that way." She replies. ...But he wasn't finished. She's ''more'' than useful to SEES - she's one of them. That causes her to pause, surprised.

She's one of them... She smiles, just a little wider.

"...Yes. I'm thankful for that. Being here with everyone... it's important to me."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"Yes. ...I try to look after my sisters, but I have my own work to do, now."

But she's sorry... "Her work is important--it helps all of us. ...But I do have some concerns."

She smiles, and he nods back, a pleasant if ostensibly neutral expression on his face as he looks back to her. "I do. ...And yes. I think..."

"It's quite rewarding to act as part of the team. I think... I'm also learning a lot, but it's worth it in and of itself."

He looks up. "The Dark Hour will end soon, I think..."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>"I imagine that must be nervewracking at times... but I'm sure they're alright." Fuuka replies. As for his mother's work... well, Fuuka is aware of a little of that by now, after meeting Aigis. "That's normal, I think..."

He nods back. She accepts his pleasant-if-neutral expression for what she assumes it is.

"It is. I'm glad you feel that way, too." She agrees. "We're all learning a lot. But we're doing it as a team, so we can support each other in the process. So... let's keep learning together, Aomori-san."

She follows his gaze up once more.

"Oh, you're right... Shall we start heading back?" She asks.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Reiya Aomori has posed.
<poem>
"A bit. ...I know that Sachiko-chan can defend herself, at least. It's the other things I worry about; the normal, everyday things." She, too, is a ''ninja'' after all. "But they seem to do well. And... I suppose it is normal."

"Yes, Yamagishi-san. Let's do that."

"And... yes, I think."

He rises from the bench. "Let us go."
</poem>

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2026-03-24: Up in Flames

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Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Up in Flames''' *'''Cast:''' Shinjiro Aragaki, Suzume Fukura, Hitomi Mandai, Ririka Kawase, Fuuka Yamagishi *'''Where:''' Konan - Main *'''OOC Date:''' March 24, 2026 *'''IC Date:''' October 14, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Shinjiro takes SEES on a trip to the Aerospace Museum in Sumaru City. What was meant to be a day out soon turns into a fight for survival, not just for themselves, but also those trapped within as the museum burns.'' ---- (|=..."

*'''Log: Up in Flames'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Shinjiro Aragaki]], [[Suzume Fukura]], [[Hitomi Mandai]], [[Ririka Kawase]], [[Fuuka Yamagishi]]
*'''Where:''' Konan - Main
*'''OOC Date:''' March 24, 2026
*'''IC Date:''' October 14, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Shinjiro takes SEES on a trip to the Aerospace Museum in Sumaru City. What was meant to be a day out soon turns into a fight for survival, not just for themselves, but also those trapped within as the museum burns.''

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(|=============================== Konan - Main ===============================|)
-================================================== Sumaru City/Konan Ward ====-
Konan Ward is right up on the ocean, which could be considered one of its best
features; Ebisu Beach is but a stone's throw away for those who live here in one
of the many local apartment complexes, like Lunar Palace. The presence of the
Konan Police Department might make one feel safer too, though there's bad rumors
about nasty things lurking in the abandoned factory. All kinds of businesses are
available at the Seaside Mall.

The Aerospace Museum to the south, right next to the beach, is a great place to
take young kids on a field trip--they'll be able to learn all about the history
of aviation with tons of model planes and even a built-to-scale replica blimp
that rumors claim is real and can fly. Surely that's just children's
imaginations running away with them, though.

MONAD: A party led by Shinjiro Aragaki has begun the event Aerospace Museum.

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 1: The Other Side - Challenge Level 2 ===========================-
| Approach Options: Academics or Proficiency |
| Conditions: Curse - -1 to Group Roll (Per Character), Educational - |
| Academics Up L1, and Terrifying - Guts Down L2 |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

The Konan District's Aerospace Museum is easy enough to find, in part
because it has a life-sized Zeppelin replica attached to the building as
both exhibit and restaurant. Rumor has it that it can actually fly, but well
you can't believe everything you hear, right?

In the lobby, there's World War II memorabilia, including a Mitsubishi A6M
Zero hanging in pristine condition from the roof above. The lobby looks
empty save for a beautiful young man in the Kasugayama High uniform that
some may recognize as Jun Kashihara. He's looking around with a fretful
frown, as if searching for a museum employee; upon spotting you, he
approaches with a letter in hand to say:

"Excuse me--I don't mean to alarm you, but you should leave immediately.
Someone dangerous is coming here..."

The letter in his hand is tightly clenched, but the eagle-eyed can make out
a message like 'cOMe aLOnE tO ThE AerOspAcE MuSEUM oR ELsE <3' in a
scrawled, erratic hand.

No sooner does he start a conversation with you, when abruptly an entire
wall detonates into a great conflagration, as some incendiary device
detonates.

"Kya-hahaha! Welcome to my walk down memory lane. Guess you ran into the
first of my bombs. The next will go off in the stairwell, then the other
floors will go up in flames one by one!"

As flames of expiation light the heavens
The Lion's roar echoes far and wide

"Don't you remember? It's just like the Other Side. There's a field trip
touring the museum right now. If you don't get those kids to the roof,
they'll become barbeque! Better hurry! Kya-hehehe-ahahahaha!"

Your first challenge is rather simple, the voice wasn't kidding about the
stairwell going up in flames next. You have seconds to locate it, and run up
to the second floor before the fastest way to the second floor goes up in
flames.

Can you make it in time?

OOC: The Red Text in this Monad represents Deja Vu moments from 'the Other
Side'. If you've determined that your character was not present in Innocent
Sin, or you haven't decided yet, then you can ignore these moments.

(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Tuesday, Oct 16. Shinjiro has recently left the hospital, having been cleared for now and told not to overexert himself.

This is why he's grabbed SEES to visit the Aerospace Museum. On one hand, it might be nice to get out after being attacked by Jin Shirato. On the other...

Something's telling him something might happen here. The rumor of the flying zeppelin and the amount of groups coming to investigate; the Joker Killer's threats.

Which is why he's got his evoker hidden under his coat, beanie fastened tightly on his head and red jacket worn proudly. Shinjiro enters first, and recognizes Jun Kashihara. He's also observant enough to make out his letter.

"Kashihara? What is-"

The entrance detonates, flames blasting and trapping SEES (and everyone else) inside. The voice of the Joker Killer echoes through the air, telling them that there is a childrens' field trip touring the museum, and that if they don't get those kids to the roof, theyll burn to a crisp. They have to go up if they're going to help them...

But for a moment, Shinjiro's stopping, staring out. His eyes narrow for a moment, before he shakes his head, grabbing a divider and lifting it as a weapon. He might not be the first up the stairs, but...

"Fuck! Everyone, up, up! We need to find whoever we can and get them out of here, now! Kawase, Yamagishi- can you scan? Fukura, you and me will take point. Mandai, keep your eyes open for those kids, your Persona can force distance if anything attacks."

He's not much of a leader. But he's the senpai... he's gotta take charge, using what he's learned to stay calm, despite the painful memories. Or perhaps, because of the painful memories.
</poem>

MONAD: Shinjiro Aragaki has acted with Street Talk toward The Other Side! Focus and Diligence!

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>Suzume had no reason NOT to go to the Aerospace Museum.

Actually she had plenty of reasons to not go (exams are actually in session; she probably should study, sleep, or study and then sleep; it's a long way into Sumaru on a weekday) but she went anyway because, one, she likes Shinjiro, and two...

Well, she doesn't have quite the forewarning some people do. But she's still got her Evoker on, if hidden. She brought her backpack. It also has her pair of tonfa in it. She really needs a better way to carry those around.

She's only a moment behind Shinjiro when everything goes to hell, and when the explosion happens her first instinct is to move. In, not out - she can't go through the flames. And if he's not lying about those kids...

"Stairs!" she calls, immediately - the doors are closed, they need an emergency stairwell. Suzume doesn't even take the time to draw her Evoker - she's running, checking the door to find one they can use. She's the fastest runner in this group, so it's best for her to handle that. That way the Navigators can focus on finding people. "This way, c'mon!"
</poem>

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has acted with Proficiency toward The Other Side! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
A FUN HITOMI MANDAI FACT:

This is the closest she has been to home in nearly a year.

Hitomi, for reasons of her own, boards at Gekkoukan -- though, of course, SEES made it easy and simple, thanks to a certain power of hers. Whatever those reasons might be, she nevertheless has been to this museum several times, because her elementary and middle school years were zoned to the area. It's an easy 'get' for a field trip, especially when you're near enough that it's just a long walk, holding each other's hands or a rope or simply walking in good order.

Hitomi grew up less than ten blocks from here.

She came along with Shinjiro and the others. An outing. Hitomi suspects Shinjiro is going to fall over and erupt in showers of blood, on some level, but this is also because... because what?

It feels weird to be here. But she'll have to go back one day, if she doesn't die; if nothing else, one day there will be a funeral, and she will have to go. She has a secret plan, at least, for when they're done. (The secret plan is a soba restaurant.)

And there was something nostalgiac about seeing the ol' tub in the air.

EXCEPT NOW

"Oh, do you know him?" Hitomi observes, adjusting her glasses and looking at Kashihara. "Oh, hi, I'm his kohai, I'm -- huh?"

words eaten by explosions

Hitomi's ears ring, mostly on the left side. She stares into space for a moment, even as those crackling words come over the public address system. Hitomi breathes shallowly for several moments, going pale.

The threats of the Joker Killer hit her dead-on in the heart. She can imagine those children. She might even *know their teacher*. They are somewhere. They are surely afraid already. The terror will build and they will die because of - of - of the cruelty of - of -

She feels like she's reeling again. There is the brief hot glimmer of that part of herself she's not very happy with, but she doesn't reach out. She can't reach out. I should call, call Dad, call Rei, Hitomi thinks, but - I -

have I been here before?

A familiar voice is saying something. Hitomi doesn't understand it. She recognizes the speaker but not why. Her head rolls forwards --

There is a distinct feeling in her mind of a hand coming down from somewhere and grasping her right wrist. Hitomi jerks in place--

It's her own hand. She grabbed her own wrist. Blinking twice, she remembers what Shinjiro just said. And that horrible part of her takes the terror up like an oyster and swallows it down and where her face was pale, it flushes instead.

"That ''piece of shit,''" Hitomi breathes out. "I'm gonna beat him, Aragaki."

"He thinks he can do whatever he wants, huh," Hitomi huffs as she moves, probably somewhat in the lee of Suzume and Shinjiro. A quick glance at the others, and then Hitomi looks upwards. A quick glance doesn't reveal the Joker Killer there limbering up a sniper rifle, or if it does she doesn't see it, which comes to the same thing in the head.

"OOOOIIII! KIDS! STAY TOGETHER! WE'RE COMIIIIING" Hitomi shouts upwards, hands cupped to her mouth, and then she has to pant for some breath because that was some high intensity belting.

</poem>
MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has acted with Youthful Fun With Card Games toward The Other Side! Diligence and Efficient!

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
A nice outing to an Aerospace Museum would be a great way to destress from a week of cramming for midterms (and ''anything'' is better than thinking about the Sanitarium.)

Sadly, this is Sumaru, so that means her Evoker is in her bag, just in case. (Although, let's be real: she takes it ''everywhere'' now, just in case.) And with the rumors... well, a trip was a nice ''idea'', at least.

She's dressed in cargo pants and a light jacket over a t-shirt, with her backpack on. But then they spot Jun. "Oh, Kashihara-san, how are you--"

The entrance explodes, and Ririka ''jumps'', scrambling back away from it. "What the hell!?" She brings an arm up to shield her face from the debris. "What is it with that psycho and ''bombs''?" Rhetorical question, don't answer that.

The Joker Killer taunts them--a field trip is in danger, and the way up will get blown up too if they lag. Something ''else'' roars in Ririka's ears, and Ririka puts a hand to the side of her head, frowning. "What... is..." she murmurs.

'Kawase, Yamagishi- can you scan?'

Shinjiro calling her name brings her back to the present and she blinks, shaking her head to clear it. "R-right! On it!" She digs her Evoker out and fires it, calling Amphion up behind her. The Persona places headphones on her head, and Ririka reaches out to play. "The tempo of the museum is shifting... I'm detecting frequencies that don't belong..." she murmurs. She points. "I think the next set of bombs are in that direction."

Which unfortunately means that's the direction they need to go.
</poem>

MONAD: Ririka Kawase has acted with Academics toward The Other Side! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka gladly accepted the invitation, when Shinjiro invited everyone along to the Aerospace Museum. As someone who loves machines of all kinds, it'll be fun to see. This is her first trip!

...But unfortunately, someone has designs to make it her last as well, and it's no sooner than they enter that they seen Jun and an explosion rocks the building.

"Ah!" Fuuka gasps, bracing herself. The Joker Killer... This isn't even the first building he's tried to blow up with her in it. "Is everyone alright?" Fuuka asks.

Trapped in a building rigged to explode is hardly ideal - but she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath to center herself.

"Yes, I can!" Fuuka confirms, as Shinjiro gives out directions. She might not be the most athletic out of everyone here, but for some reason, she finds the speed in her to hurry now. She focuses, trying to map out the area. The stairs that Suzume initially tries are locked, so Fuuka casts her perception elsewhere.

"I think, given the floorplan of this building... This way!" Fuuka entreats. There's no time to second guess herself right now.
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has acted with Academics toward The Other Side! Base!

(|============================ Monad - Results =============================|)
-==== The Other Side - Round 1 ==============================================-
Fuuka Yamagishi Academics Success
Academics Base Fatigue: 0
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Shinjiro Aragaki Proficiency Success
Street Talk Focus and Diligence Fatigue: 0
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Hitomi Mandai Proficiency Success
Youthful Fun With Ca Diligence and Efficient Fatigue: 0
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Suzume Fukura Proficiency Success
Proficiency Base Fatigue: 0
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Ririka Kawase Academics Failure
Academics Base Fatigue: 1
-============================ Party Conditions: =============================-
Starting Conditions: Curse-0, Educational-2, and Terrifying-2
Final Conditions: Educational-1 and Terrifying-1
-====================================== Party Result: Success: Reach Up! ====-
-==== Reach: 1/6 |= | ===================================================-
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Suzume calls for the stairs, and Shinjiro's with her. While the first staircase door is locked, Fuuka is able to find another, and they can go that way, Suzume the first up the steps to take point. He throws his head towards Hitomi as he does so.

"...right. This ends tonight."

Her call echoes out, but they hear nothing yet. Ririka can find the way that bombs are, but the tempo is moving too fast - it's vaguely disorienting with all the flames blasting out and the screaming and crying and echoing.

As he reaches the staircase, though, Shinjiro exhales. This is bringing back memories too close for comfort.
</poem>

MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has drawn a new Challenge!

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 2: Worst Field Trip Ever - Challenge Level 2 ====================-
| Approach Options: Proficiency or Guts |
| Conditions: Clumsy - Proficiency Down L1, Educational - Academics Up L1, |
| Scary - Guts Down L1, and Terrifying - Guts Down L2 |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

The second floor of the Aerospace museum is already filling with smoke, as
flames from the first floor have already caught hold here, licking along
several particularly flammable spaces. Exhibits about the history of
aviation in Japan and in general are lined up with artifacts of prior
generations.

Fifteen. Fifteen minutes. That's how long you have to find the kids and get
to the roof. You're not sure why you get that instinct.

You've gotta find those kids! Quick!

Unfortunately there are demons coming down the hallway already. Horse-headed
creatures that stand on two-feet. With a whinny of rage, they come at you,
spreading more flames with Maragi spells.

And that's just the first group of them.

You have to search this floor quickly AND thoroughly, fighting demons as you
go, paths that were open before closing off in flame.

(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
Everyone into the stairwell. There's a lot of clamour in there. There's still smoke in the air, even in here. It does tend to pervade. Erupting from the door shows why - out here, in an exhibit with some peculiarly untouched and oddly delicate JAL airliners of the past - and yet, smoke is already pervading.

Hitomi is probably able to take point here, because it seems she knows no fear, at least not right now. She may simply be too mad at the Joker Killer. Moving out from the less-trafficked area, there is something horrible.

A whinny.

Hitomi turns her head and she can see the horse-headed THINGS coming towards them, stumbling and smashing against each other, letting out furious tosses of their maned heads. Hitomi's eyes unfocus for a moment, and she actually steps *forwards* --

Because there's a fire extinguisher in a case there. Lucky.

As she rips it open and gets the thing ready, holding it in her hands, she looks over her shoulder.

"... Ladies' intuition... we've got about fifteen minutes to find them," Hitomi says, tersely.

One of the horses hurls a fireball at Hitomi, who hunches up and takes it more or less straight on. And yet, the flames burn within her soul, even if she does not call forth Tyche to exact great vengenace in furious anger. Instead she takes another step forwards and starts to offload the entire fire extinguisher directly at the demons. (Shadows? Monsters? Whatever they are. They are flinging flames heedlessly.)

When the fire extinguisher stops discharging, Hitomi rears back and hurls it directly at center-mass on one of them.

</poem>
MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has acted with Raise -- All In toward Worst Field Trip Ever! Bravery and Focus!

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>Everybody into the stairwell!

Suzume piles in with the others. She is trying not to think of the fact that she is going *up* into a building on fire, which means that she will eventually have go to *down*, and probably in a less pleasant way than using the stairs. Climbing is one thing, but jumping...

...

...don't think about that. Or the smoke.

"That's the Joker Killer you fought?" Suzume looks at Hitomi with something between disbelief and maybe a bit of being impressed. She can hardly let Hitomi - or any of the others - show her up after that.

But Shinjiro's still hurt, she thinks. She'll have to cover for him too, along with the others. She can do that, she decides, and spends a moment spinning her backpack to her front as she goes up the stairs. She has to slow to a walk instead of a run, but she manages to pull out her Evoker and her tonfas, though she has to shake the gym shirt she wrapped around them to conceal them off. (It's fine. It's clean.)

"Fifteen minutes," she repeats. Okay. Okay. She can do this. Even if there are demons in here, she judges - they're not Shadows she recognizes, which doesn't mean they *aren't* Shadows, but doesn't Sumaru have demons? She's pretty sure they do.

"Keep looking!" she calls back to the navigators. Hitomi steps up, and Suzume is right along her. Hitomi sprays a fire extinguisher -

And Suzume charges out of the cloud, shoulder-first and low, to drive directly into one of the horse-headed demons. She's not strong enough or large enough to flip it over her, so she follows it up with a pair of tonfa-reinforced gut punches instead.
</poem>

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has acted with Dare toward Worst Field Trip Ever! Specialty!

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
"Ugh..." Ririka shakes her head and is late in getting a move on--with the flames, the panic, and that weird sensation, like something she can't quite remember... her head's not in the game right now. "Dangit, right behind you all!" she calls out as she takes off running.

"Sorry," she huff, as she catches up to the group. "There's a lot going on--I'll try to be lock it in." She almost stumbles as something else hits her, and she catches herself on a wall.

15 minutes.

She's a Navigator, she's used to sensing things that others miss, but it's never usually so... ''specific''. "I think we have-- Hitomi has ladies' intuition, and Ririka stares at her for a moment. "How...?" She glances to Fuuka. "Did... you pick that up too? I'm also sensing 15 minutes." Is this a Navigator thing? But then why did Hitomi know...

Ririka's not even sure how ''she'' knew--it doesn't feel like her normal senses.

"It's ''definitely'' the Joker Killer," Ririka confirms for Suzume. "I ''wish'' I could forget his voice by now."

Ririk shakes her head and calls Amphion to her side once more, running her fingers along the keys and snapping into a fast tempo song as she focuses on building out as complete a map as she can. "Scanning... Demons, flames, children... let me hear all of them."

If Fuuka is up for coordinating, she'll open up the Navigator Link so they can share--and with the others, too.
</poem>

MONAD: Ririka Kawase has acted with Performance toward Worst Field Trip Ever! Automap!

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>How Fuuka wishes she'd brought something for all this smoke. But even if she ''did'' think to bring a mask, she'd hardly have the kind need to protect from ''this''.

"It's alright." Fuuka says sympathetically to Ririka. "It's a difficult situation..."

Fifteen minutes... It's hardly enough time.

...Fifteen...?

Fuuka frowns - and nods, to Ririka.

"Yes, I did. I-" She starts - but she isn't given time to finish that sentence, as the horse-headed demons unleash Maragi.

"There's so many of them throughout this entire floor..." Fuuka comments with a frown. Just pointing out where the groups are doesn't do much good - so she instead considers the floor layout.

"Right!" Fuuka calls back to Suzume as she says to keep looking. Ririka opens the connection - and Fuuka accepts the connection. She shuts her eyes for a moment to focus, letting a map of the floor unfurl before her vision. She has to use her intuition here.

"Some of these doors... I think they might just be storage closets? The rooms within are smaller... I'm not sensing anyone inside, either." Fuuka states. It might save them some time checking doors they don't need to check.
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has acted with Technician toward Worst Field Trip Ever! Find and Focus!

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Hitomi ends up helping take point, which is good enough for Shinjiro - injured as he is. He knows it, and he's trying to be careful, but in a scenario like this... bad instincts occasionally still root up.

"Fifteen-" he starts, at the same time as everyone else. "...the fuck?"

Why does he know that? Why does his head hurt? Why does it feel like he's done this all before, when he certainly hasn't?

"As the whinny of horseheaded demons comes forth, Shinjiro sees those flames. They're all around them. He swallows...

And moves to smash his barrier into the lead horse's skull, trying to hit hard.

"Get out of my way," he says with a cool anger that hides his deeper emotions. "Or you're going to hell."
</poem>

MONAD: Shinjiro Aragaki has acted with Intimidation toward Worst Field Trip Ever! Specialty!

(|============================ Monad - Results =============================|)
-==== Worst Field Trip Ever - Round 2 =======================================-
Fuuka Yamagishi Proficiency Success
Technician Find and Focus Fatigue: 0
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Shinjiro Aragaki Guts Success
Intimidation Specialty Fatigue: 0
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Hitomi Mandai Guts Success
Raise -- All In Bravery and Focus Fatigue: 0
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Suzume Fukura Guts Success
Dare Specialty Fatigue: 0
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Ririka Kawase Proficiency Success
Performance Automap Fatigue: 1
-============================ Party Conditions: =============================-
Starting Conditions: Clumsy-2, Educational-1, Scary-2, and Terrifying-1
Final Conditions: Clumsy-1 and Scary-1
-====================================== Party Result: Success: Reach Up! ====-
-==== Reach: 2/6 |== | ===================================================-
-==== Loot So Far: ==========================================================-
Items: 0, Money: 1, Gear: 1
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
"No," Hitomi answers Suzume.

She glances at her briefly. "It was that lady and her weird groom who were there to kill him, we were just trying to break free at that point. At least I was." At this point another burst of flame brings out a "tch!" even as Suzume charges in and smashes into one of the demons!

"... Really?" Hitomi answers Ririka, while shaking off the impact of the flames - she's not, like, FIREPROOF, but Agi doesn't hit her as hard as it hits others - "That's weird. I guess it seems like a decent amount of time."

Except it occurs to others as well. Unfortunately, even as Ririka coordinates them, one of the horse-demons - the one near to Suzume - starts to get MAD. Tossing his head furiously, foaming at the mouth, eyes reddening even as the other one is overcome by Shinjiro's first strike and hits the ground, knocking over a clear plastic model of a jet airliner which was a place where you could stick your spare change to help restore the dreams of the sky...

Money, everywhere! The furious demon turns forwards and tries to charge towards Shinjiro, only to smash directly into Suzume's tonfas -- which he did NOT anticipate, due to fixating on the tallest and hat-wearingest person.

A few moments later and he's tumbling over the edge of the railing with a familiar and curiously drawn out scream.

Hitomi looks over the side for a moment. "Yeah, he's not coming back. She? No, that's a he." After this Hitomi looks up and over at Fuuka in specific - "Alright, yeah, storage or something, they probably have janitor shit but I'm babbling, do you feel them? Oh shit we're at what, thirteen-fifty? Keep an eye on a way out alright?? I don't remember where the fire escape is and that piece of shit probably bombed it anyway!!"

</poem>
MONAD: Suzume Fukura has drawn a new Challenge!

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 3: Grab Your Asses! - Challenge Level 2 =========================-
| Approach Options: Charm or Understanding |
| Conditions: Clumsy - Proficiency Down L1, Scary - Guts Down L1, Smooth - |
| Charm Up L1, and Soft - Understanding Up L1 |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

Entering an exhibit on the events leading up to Westernisation and the
birth of Aviation in Japan after the Meiji Restoration, you find about a
dozen elementary schoolers huddled close to the floor, due to the smoke
already spilling into the room, even before it was opened.

"Are you firefighters?"
"Please get us out of here!"
"I'm scared..."

Some kids are outright crying on the floor, shaking, in little state to even
move, much less to follow your directions in demon infested burning
hallways.

Now is the time to change that. What do you say to them!?

(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
Ririka glances to Fuuka as she confirms. That makes her feel better that it's not just her, but... that's still... unusual. She wants to ask Fuuka about it more, but there's no time. "Right, thanks," she says quickly.

She looks to Shinjiro next. "You too...?" Okay, that can't be aNavigator thing then.

She nods to Hitomi. "... yeah. But we can worry about it later. Something tells me... we won't be getting any more time than that."

Hitomi mentions the the time-- "13:45," Ririka reports. "I'm keeping time-- Hold on." She closes her eyes as she catches something in her senses-- crying, panicked breathing. "This way, I hear children." She takes off running, forcing her way into the room. She has to pull up the collar of her jacket now to act as a makeshift mask to keep out the smoke as she coughs.

Huddled together on the ground are a group of elementary schoolers trying to stay low out of the smoke.

Some of them start calling out, but some of them are crying and in no state to listen. Ririka kneels down, trying her best to put her bravest smile on. "Hey everyone, I know things are scary, but we're gonna get you all somewhere safe, okay? But Ririka-nee's gonna need all ''your'' help, too. Listen and repeat after me so we don't get separated." She starts a simple, familiar song for the children to sing--intending to take their minds off the terror and make them more agreeable to coming with them.
</poem>

MONAD: Ririka Kawase has acted with Charm toward Grab Your Asses!! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>Based on what Hitomi had said, and what limited knowledge Suzume has about the Joker Killer, she assumed that he proceeded to flip out and fight everybody.

...Suzume doesn't know a whole lot about the Joker Killer.

Suzume may not be able to simply flip a demon over her when she charges it, but she is absolutely going to take advantage of getting a lucky hit in to shove. Take that, horsehead pyromaniac! She raises her hand for a fistbump from Shinjiro afterwards; combo attack!

"I wasn't looking," Suzume says, about whether the demon was a he or a she. She raps her tonfas against the sides of her hips and thighs, which is basically like brushing her hands clean except with sticks. Everybody is sure that it's fifteen minutes... Suzume isn't sure WHY, and at this point she's unwilling to ask in case someone noticed a timer or something on a bomb she didn't even see and she looks stupid.

"We'll have to pick up the pace," Suzume says, because she assumes they will not move so quickly if they manage to find any of the children. Which, as it turns out, is a completely accurate guess. Those kids aren't going anywhere.

"..." What can you say to them? Move or you'll burn? Suzume doesn't deal with kids all that often. She doesn't even always know what to say to Ken, and he's mature for his age and not (usually) in a situation quite this urgent.

"We're not firefighters but we're getting you out of here," Suzume says. She realizes she is holding weapons around here and hastily puts her tonfa behind her back. "We're, uh..." A pause. It extends long enough to get awkward. "...helping? I know it's scary but it's not safe to stay here! Anyway, you can trust Ririka-chan." Thank goodness she's better with kids than Suzume is; Suzume looks grateful.

She was going to say 'superheroes', but, well... she *really* doesn't want to fire her Evoker in front of a bunch of elementary students.
</poem>

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has acted with Charm toward Grab Your Asses!! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Shinjiro felt it too... Fuuka nods back to Ririka, and then looks toward Hitomi.

"That makes sense." She considers - and then nods again. "I'll look for one."

She has a point, though - he's probably prepared for that... He wants to herd them up to the roof for ''some'' reason... They'll have to think about that when they get to it.

ight now, though, Ririka's located some of the missing children. They're understandably distressed. Who wouldn't be?

She looks toward Ririka as she tries to calm them down. Suzume, though it's difficult for her, joins in. Fuuka needs to try her best, too...

"Yes... I know it's scary, but the important thing right now is for everyone to stay together. Find someone and stay close. We'll all get through this together." Fuuka encourages. "We'll make sure nothing happens to you."
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has acted with Understanding toward Grab Your Asses!! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
"I'm not happy about it either," Hitomi answers Suzume, grimly.

"... Thanks," Hitomi tells Ririka, at that report. But then, they are faced with an enemy that has felled many fortresses since the world was young: Children.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFgdwa8X-10

Hitomi is in a similar camp to Suzume. Her arms fold as she looks at these kids. Somehow it's styming: they're not in 'die the next second' peril, and she had felt enormous fear for them, and yet - and yet - She can feel her lip wanting to tug upwards. Even the faint soreness from the strain of wrangling around a fire extinguisher feels fun.

But it's like the fun is sitting on a table. It's there but she isn't ''in'' it yet. Or it's not in her.

"... Yamagashi," Hitomi says presently, leaning over to speak to her quietly. What secret plan could this be?

It's not really a secret but Hitomi isn't advertising it. "If you have to run, I mean, with them. Six blocks south, start heading west, just follow the curve. When you can smell the ocean a little you're basically there. Tell one of the priests you know me."

She pushes her glasses back up her nose.

Hitomi does her best to smile for the children, but she's keeping her lips together, so it looks a little fake. Nevertheless, smile! Smile! now please get moving, Hitomi prays wordlessly.

She gets an idea.

"We're detectives!" Hitomi says to the kids, with a brief V-sign.

</poem>
MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has acted with Understanding toward Grab Your Asses!! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Shinjiro is a second off, but does return the fistbump to Suzume, once he notices. He's clearly not handling this well.

"That was one hell of a scream," he mutters, as they enter the room with the children. He pauses.

A memory plays over and over in his brain. An orphanage burns, and a friend with it. He was just a kid. He was so, so powerless.

And even if he now has the strength, he feels powerless once again.

"Hey." Shinjiro tells the kids. He's big and scary and perhaps intimidating.

He kneels to their level. "My name's Shinjiro. You all have family waiting for you? Anyone have brothers or sisters or friends at home? They need you to be brave. They need you to be safe. Come on, let's get you back to them."

As he's doing this, Hitomi tells them they're detectives. He sighs. Now he has to play along if they get suspicious. But he won't rat her out. She's trying too.
</poem>

MONAD: Shinjiro Aragaki has acted with Tough Love toward Grab Your Asses!! Amrita!

(|============================ Monad - Results =============================|)
-==== Grab Your Asses! - Round 3 ============================================-
Fuuka Yamagishi Understanding Success
Understanding Base Fatigue: 0
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Shinjiro Aragaki Understanding Success
Tough Love Amrita Fatigue: 0
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Hitomi Mandai Understanding Failure
Understanding Base Fatigue: 1
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Suzume Fukura Charm Success
Charm Base Fatigue: 0
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Ririka Kawase Charm Success
Charm Base Fatigue: 1
-============================ Party Conditions: =============================-
Starting Conditions: Clumsy-1, Scary-1, Smooth-2, and Soft-2
Final Conditions: Smooth-1 and Soft-1
-====================================== Party Result: Success: Reach Up! ====-
-==== Reach: 3/6 |=== | ===================================================-
-==== Loot So Far: ==========================================================-
Items: 0, Money: 1, Gear: 1
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
In a situation this urgent, Ken could be fighting with them. ... As distressing as that is to contemplate.

"Welcome," Ririka says to Hitomi. They don't normally work on time limits, but... tracking time feels like something that falls wihtin a Navigator's remit, at least.

Ririka flashes Suzume a smile as she tells the kids they can trust her. She's hoping she's good with kids, because eery second might count here. Fuuka encourages them to find someone and stay close. "That's right! Buddy system!"

Hitomi's smile makes the kids uneasy, and the detective line gets a confused look from them. Ririka shrugs apologetically to Hitomi at that even as she keeps clapping her hands to make a rhythm for the kids to follow.

Shinjiro might be big and intimidating, but he's got that big, strong presence about him that makes him seem safe and helps put the kids at ease. Nothing can go wrong iwth him on their side, right?

With everyone's efforts they all come around, softly singing a song along with Ririka as she leads the way. Through the Link she sends Fuuka a quick message: ''<I'll keep track of the kids, but can you please keep scanning, Yamagishi-san?>''
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has drawn a new Challenge!

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 4: SCREAM for Ice Cream - Challenge Level 2 =====================-
| Approach Options: Charm or Academics |
| Conditions: Curse - -1 to Group Roll (Per Character), Fairy - Subtract 1 |
| Fatigue on success., Smooth - Charm Up L1, and Soft - Understanding Up L1 |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

It's only getting worse as more devices are going off, the hallways are
choked with smoke, and the kids are coughing the whole way.

But! Sanctuary! Glorious sanctuary! You see the outline of a doorway which
leads to a certain money-grubbing fairy's shrine.

Entering the spring is an instant relief. The kids breathe easier. You'll
have to move before long, but any reprieve is welcome.

"Hey rugrats! Nothing in life is free, and that includes fresh air!" Trish
crosses her arms, tapping a riding crop, "Since you're exceeding maximum
occupancy, I'll have you know that I'm charging by the minute. I'd put it on
your tab but... ha! You don't have one. Tabs are for deadbeats and losers."

Then, with a grin, the fairy suddenly goes to stand behind a new fixture in
her fountain, covered by a bright red cloth, which she pulls off with a
sudden flourish, to reveal an ICE CREAM COUNTER and brandishes a scoop.

"Also I'd like to introduce you all to the latest addition to my business,
the Trish Refreshment Stand. Who wants Ice Cream? Only 5000 yen per scoop."

"Me!"
"Please! My throat feels like it's on fire!"
"Is she a real fairy!?" "Nah, it's gotta be a costume."

"That's right kiddos." She winks at them, before looking at all of you.
"Just a costume." She makes a gesture of two fingers rubbing against each
other at you. You start to realize, you've been CONNED! She's definitely
price-gouging in the middle of the raging inferno, tugging on your heart
strings and using the kids as props.

Are you really gonna let these kids go without ice cream?

Maybe you can convince her to be reasonable. That's one big maybe.

(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka looks toward Hitomi as she addresses her. She considers her words with a slight frown.

"I... don't think that'll be necessary, but..." Said with all the conviction of someone who's trying to convince herself more than anyone else. "...Okay. I will."

They're able to rally the children, at least. Hopefully they can keep this going until they're all to safety...

''<Understood. I'll do what I can.>'' Fuuka confirms, as Ririka asks for her to keep scanning. She keeps her eyes open as they proceed - but the further they get, the worse the smoke gets. Fuuka covers her nose and mouth with the sleeve of her uniform, but the smoke is filling up the hallways fast - and the kids aren't weathering it well...

But, up ahead, there's a doorway. The smoke doesn't seem to be going into it...

"This way!" Fuuka says, for everyone's benefit, hurrying toward that doorway as they enter the spring.

Just being here is a relief. It's cool and pleasant, and just like it seemed, there isn't any smoke at all here.

...But things don't remain pleasant for long.

Because this shrine belongs to a certain money-grubbing fairy, with a scheme practically engineered to force them to pay up.

Putting ice cream in front of a bunch of elementary students... it's like throwing oil on a fire.

...Okay, maybe not the most sensitive comparison, considering the current situation.

5000 yen, though... That's a lot.

"Trish-san... Everyone here is a student. We don't have that kind of money." Fuuka says, shaking her head.
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has acted with Bookworm toward SCREAM for Ice Cream! Escape and Smarts!

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Shinjiro helps gets those kids forward, but soon, they reach the ICE CREAM MAN.

Or more specifically, ice cream fairy, Trish.

"...are you serious?" he asks, approaching Trish. "...look, what would it take to get a discount? We're good for it. Hell, if I have to pay you back later, I will."

This is important enough. If they can't get these kids to keep going, they'll have problems. And getting these kids out of here is the priority.
</poem>

MONAD: Shinjiro Aragaki has acted with Charm toward SCREAM for Ice Cream! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
How long do they still have? Hitomi doesn't have a watch on, so she'd have to check her phone. She doesn't want to check her phone. It'd just fly out of her hand and she'd be out how many yen? Too damn many. There's a space --

-- and it's --

The fairy. And she's charging...

Hitomi's face slowly falls as she realizes they will perish not merely in flames, but in poverty. She sweeps a hand up through her bangs, exhales -- and brings her head back around, glasses gleaming.

"I must've misheard you on that one, ma'am," says Hitomi, straightening up and stepping forwards. "Five thousand for a quick grab set to cheer up these poor kids, right? Covers everyone? If that one wasn't a mistake then I'm afraid you might have to file with the ward authorities since at that level of traffic, you're liable for..."

Her head lifts up.

"Sales taxes."

Hitomi stares at Trish after this. No blinking. No fear. She will empty her wallet out if she loses this one. But sometimes you just have to lean on a local merchant...

... when you're a detective.

</poem>
MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has acted with It's Time For Some Game Theory toward SCREAM for Ice Cream! Smarts and Patra!

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>Once again Suzume takes the lead, both because she's REALLY not sure what to say to the kids and because they need to find a way out of here.

As the smoke gets worse, Suzume crouches down - she's heard it helps, and indeed it does, some; the smoke tends to go up. Her windbreaker isn't the right kind of fabric she can breathe through it if she holds it up and she's in a short-sleeved shirt, though, so those are out of the question.

The kids aren't handling it well. Neither is Suzume, really, but she's the sort of person who's going to put up with it and endure as long as she can. Still, she's grateful when Fuuka finds the door, and -

"Where the heck is this?"

Suzume is PRETTY SURE this that this kind of place is not in the Aerospace Museum. Nor is she sure that fairies (ugh... she's had a bad experience with Pixies) really have... ice cream stands?

"Five THOUSAND yen?? Did you put an extra zero on that or something?" Suzume's pockets contain - well, probably not even enough for one scoop at Trish's prices. "Forget it," she starts to say, but the kids are desperate...

"Is this really the time for ice cream?" Suzume likes ice cream. Suzume is pretty sure that in a burning building is not the place for it. "Maybe when we get out instead!"

She doesn't want to admit she can't afford it. Even for one of the kids, let alone all of them!
</poem>

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has acted with Charm toward SCREAM for Ice Cream! Base!

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
''<Thank you!>'' Ririka sends back to Fuuka with a healthy dose of gratitude. The smoke is getting really bad, and they can't afford to lose any of the kids. Even with her trying to lead them on with a song to keep their spirits up, the smoke is making everything difficult.

But Ririka spots a door and Ririka rallies the kids. "This way!"

They get inside, and it's free of smoke.

Thank goodness they found Trish's fountain!

... Oh no, they found Trish's fountain.

Or... her ice cream stand, apparently.

Ririka sighs, then coughs a little, trying to force some smoke out of her lungs. "Oh come ''on''..."

Fuuka insists they're just students. Shinjiro is trying to bargain. Hitomi brings up sales taxes, and Ririka kind of hopes that will work. Suzume thinks it should wait for later, and Ririka's inclined to agree, but she looks at the kids...

She rubs the back of her neck. Her wallet's still a little light from that run-in on the path near the Sanitarium... then she snaps her fingers. "Hey, Trish... tell you what."

She cracks her fingers together and starts to play on a piano keyboard made of light that appears at her fingertips. "You can't run an ice cream store without a really cool jingle, right? So how about... I write you one ''super'' quick and let you use it to attract more business in exchange for a discount?"

She's alraedy cycling quickly through several different styles of music, hoping to find one that will appeal to Trish.
</poem>

MONAD: Ririka Kawase has acted with Music Talk toward SCREAM for Ice Cream! Find and Patra!

(|============================ Monad - Results =============================|)
-==== SCREAM for Ice Cream - Round 4 ========================================-
Fuuka Yamagishi Academics Success
Bookworm Escape and Smarts Fatigue: 0
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Shinjiro Aragaki Charm Failure
Charm Base Fatigue: 0
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Hitomi Mandai Academics Success
It's Time For Some G Smarts and Patra Fatigue: 0
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Suzume Fukura Charm Success
Charm Base Fatigue: 0
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Ririka Kawase Academics Success
Music Talk Find and Patra Fatigue: 0
-============================ Party Conditions: =============================-
Starting Conditions: Curse-0, Fairy-0, Smooth-1, and Soft-1
Final Conditions:
-====================================== Party Result: Success: Reach Up! ====-
-==== Reach: 4/6 |==== | ===================================================-
-==== Loot So Far: ==========================================================-
Items: 1, Money: 2, Gear: 1
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has drawn a new Challenge!

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 5: Déjà View - Challenge Level 1 ================================-
| Approach Options: Guts or Understanding |
| Conditions: Hard - Understanding Down L1 and Heartening - Guts Up L1 |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

You rush into one of the hanging displays in the Aerospace Museum. A
life-sized model airplane hangs from the ceiling over an open floor plan. A
portion of the floor acts as a walkway that leads right up to it. There's no
reason to approach it, given that the place is actively on fire and you
still have a ways to go before you reach the roof.

But... you could swear--some of you--that you hear a young girl screaming
for help from over where the model airplane is. No matter how much you look,
though, there's no one there. Eerie.

Not everyone will hear. Just those who might be getting reminded of a past
that never was, if they were a part of it. Those who wouldn't are simply met
with another empty room.

Whether you hear or not, do you move on, or do you double down? Tick tock...

(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Trish might be the most dangerous opponent any of them have ever faced. Sure, demons and Shadows are dangerous, but those are things they can fight. But the power of money?

That's invincible. They can only do their best.

Shinjiro suggests paying Trish back later, and she gets a worrying gleam in her eye that suggests that road, if taken, may bear a cost greater than any of them can afford...

Hitomi, meanwhile, points out that at the prices Trish is suggesting, she runs into the issue of ''sales taxes''. Are demons subject to such things? Does Trish really want to find out?

And with Suzume raising the question of if they even have ''time'' for this, a time crunch begins to be put on the situation...

Ririka volunteers to write a quick jingle in exchange for a discount...

Ultimately, the need to make a sale wins out. Ice cream is had... but even with all their bargaining their wallets will still be feeling it later, assuming they make it out of the museum.

At least it made the children happy.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>Suzume contributes to the Trish Fund. Under duress. (She has about 1700 yen in her wallet plus some random odds and ends in the form of Mementos and Tartarus debris and consumables, a chunk of which came from the earlier demons. She is not rich.)

The group moves on to another hallway. Up on the third floor, now.

This hallway actually overlooks an open area - you can see all the way to the ground floor from here. It's where the Zero visible from the main lobby is hanging from, in fact, held up by thick cables, halfway between this floor and the one below it.

Suzume doesn't even spare a glance for the fighter plane, even though there's a walkway right to it... or, at least, to a few feet above it. You'd still have to jump to get onto the Zero, or climb carefully down to it.

But there's a voice.

'Noooo! Help meeee!'

Suzume clearly doesn't hear it; she has no memories of the Aerospace Museum, she's never been here before in this life or any other. She doesn't even look over. Nor does she when there's another voice, a different one, that follows it up, sounding afraid but not as panicked:

'She's going to die if she stays in there much longer! What should we do?'

Suzume looks around. Not at the plane, but at the next stairwell. She checks it by gripping the handle and counting to three to make sure it's not too hot, then yanks it open when it fails to burn her hand. It's hot in there, but the flames are below - they can still move up from here.

"...what?" Suzume asks, as she looks back at anyone who's fallen behind because of the voice. The Zero rocks, as if somebody was standing on it - but there's nobody there, no matter how hard you look. "Come on, kids! Over here! We got a clear path to the roof!" Where they can be rescued...

...well, there's also that zeppelin, too, right? Maybe they can rescue themselves...
</poem>

MONAD: Suzume Fukura has acted with Dare toward Déjà View! Specialty!

<Pose Tracker> Shinjiro Aragaki has posed.
<poem>Shinjiro's wallet is hurting...

But as they proceed to the room with the plane overhead, he pauses. That voice...

He feels like he's heard it before.

He's clutching his head, before looking up and trying to rush up to the plane. There's a mix of feelings - both deja vu, and the worry that a girl like Miki might be trapped in there. He can't let someone die here. Not again.

But he'll find no one. And he's just wasting time. Hopefully he can get back to the others before the fire is too heavy but...

"Goddamn it! I hear a voice! Where is she?!"
</poem>

MONAD: Shinjiro Aragaki has acted with Tough Love toward Déjà View! Amrita!

<Pose Tracker> Hitomi Mandai has posed.
<poem>
That basically emptied out Hitomi's wallet. She is gonna have to borrow money for a train ticket. At least she got a quick bite of ice cream herself. They move forwards-- and someone screams.

Hitomi turns her head.

[She's] going to die if she stays [in there] much longer.

Who?

"... it might be a demon trying to stall us," Hitomi says, as she looks at the Zero. It was moving. It was rocking. She has a horrible foretaste in her mind. Something is going to happen with the plane. Hitomi stares--

They can't hesitate there long.

And now, implausibly, Hitomi begins to grin to herself. Did she seriously just end up balanced on a knife edge like that? She outsmarted herself, huh? With another push of her glasses, she starts to walk over, to join the others.

Yet she keeps looking at the plane.

An idea flickers through her mind - get in it and fly everyone out - and it is so absurd that even in this weird manic state all it does is make her grin further. "I see what you're doing," she addresses the plane, before saying to someone else bringing up the rear--

"... the roof??"

</poem>
MONAD: Hitomi Mandai has acted with Raise -- All In toward Déjà View! Bravery and Focus!

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
Through all of their efforts, ice cream is had. But their wallets will surely feel it later... good thing Ririka finds some spare cash laying around as they go to get going again.

"Okay, everyone," she announces to the kids as she starts clapping a steady beat. "Here we go, stay with your buddies!"

That display is impressive, but... now's not the time to stop and admire it. She doesn't hear anything in there--

Until suddenly she does. Ririka falters again, hands gripping her head for a moment as something disorienting washes over here. "But there's no one here," she mutters.

Her ''hearing'' can't be lying to her, right?

"Fukura-chan, don't you hear that?" Ririka calls as she heads to the door. "I think we should check it out, but..." They don't want the kids hanging around. The longer they're in the smoke...

She looks to Hitomi. "It's not a demon-- it's not ''anything''-- I hear someone calling for help but I don't... ''hear'' someone calling for help." That is probably a confusing way to phrase it but time is tight. She looks to Fuuka. "Yamagishi-san--can you sense anyone in there? I don't understand--"

This is confusing. Maybe her fellow Navigator has a read on things that will help clarify everything.

She nods. "Yes. We have to get everyone to the roof."

She'll open a Navigator Link for Shinjiro as he goes to check out the plane. ''<Let me know if you find anything, senpai.>''

But she turns back to the kids and puts on her most confident, rocker grin. "Alright, everyone! Let's keep going! We're gonna get you to safety but I need you all to keep being brave, okay?"

She's projecting the stage presence she uses when she performs as she keeps moving and clapping the way, it's to keep the kids' morale up.

And it's to keep her own morale up, too.
</poem>

MONAD: Ririka Kawase has acted with Band Leader toward Déjà View! Bravery and Escape!

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>They're on the third floor, now. They can see across to the life-sized airplane, and as they pass it by... Fuuka pauses. She hears a voice.

"Did someone call for help...?" Fuuka asks. Suzume doesn't notice it at all - but Shinjiro does. Ririka asks if she can sense anyone. Fuuka closes her eyes. "I'll look for her!"

She focuses, casting her net over the entire area. If there's any chance someone escaped her notice, she has to find them. But no matter how much she looks for signs of life...

"...There's no one there." Fuuka says, shaking her head. "I thought I heard, but... I'm not sensing anyone."

There's always that little thought in the back of her head that she might've somehow just missed her, but - no. She's confident. Still...

"Be careful, Aragaki-senpai!" Fuuka calls out to Shinjiro. If he wants to confirm, just to be safe, she won't stop him. They can't miss even a single person.

As for where they're headed...

"Yes... If there's any escape route, it'd be on the roof." Fuuka agrees. She's been keeping an eye out, but she still hasn't picked one up yet. That's their last chance... but she doesn't say that out loud.
</poem>

MONAD: Fuuka Yamagishi has acted with Analytical toward Déjà View! Automap!

(|============================ Monad - Results =============================|)
-==== Déjà View - Round 5 ===================================================-
Fuuka Yamagishi Guts Success
Analytical Automap Fatigue: 0
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Shinjiro Aragaki Understanding Success
Tough Love Amrita Fatigue: 0
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Hitomi Mandai Guts Success
Raise -- All In Bravery and Focus Fatigue: 0
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Suzume Fukura Guts Success
Dare Specialty Fatigue: 0
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Ririka Kawase Guts Success
Band Leader Bravery and Escape Fatigue: 0
-============================ Party Conditions: =============================-
Starting Conditions: Hard-2 and Heartening-2
Final Conditions: Hard-1 and Heartening-1
-====================================== Party Result: Success: Reach Up! ====-
-==== Reach: 6/6 |=====| ===================================================-
-==== Loot So Far: ==========================================================-
Items: 1, Money: 2, Gear: 1
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

(|======================== Monad - Aerospace Museum ========================|)
-==== Round 6: A Page from an Old Script - Challenge Level 1 ================-
| Approach Options: None |
| Conditions: Revelation - The best result. |
-==== Challenge =============================================================-

You burst out of the third floor's entrance, where the Zero hangs from the
ceiling; the entire ground floor is up in flames now.

Some of you may get a sense you've seen this before. A sudden fear that
someone might fall into the blaze. But when you search, no one is here.

As soon as you make it to the next floor, you feel it.

Sound effect: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RARotEaobh0

The world shifts into a monochromatic hue, and nausea churns in your gut. A
familiar presence awaits you on the rooftop.

You feel as if you're repeating the same actions. Reading from the same
script. That's impossible.

You know he's there. Steeling your resolve, you head up to the roof.

OOC Note: If you got this card, you'll start the next battle with the
Prophecy buff.

Final Loot: 1 Item, 2 boxes of Money, and 1 Pieces of Gear!
(|=========================================================== Monad 1.1 ====|)

<Pose Tracker> Suzume Fukura has posed.
<poem>"Yeah, the roof," Suzume calls back to Hitomi. "It's burning if we go further down! At least up there we might be able to get out. With the - the fire department, or..."

If the rumour about the zeppelin is true... "Maybe we can ride down ourselves." Suzume is hoping. She'd rather ride than jump. Or climb.

But Suzume clearly doesn't hear whatever other people are hearing. She has no memory of this place - not on fire, or *not* on fire. There is no deja vu that hits her because she's never heard it before. "I don't hear anyone," she says, before raising her voice: "Hey! Did anyone call out?"

...

That memory of a voice fails to respond. The Zero remains still. None of the Navigators can find anyone, nor can Shinjiro. Even if there's the sense that there *should be* someone there, that someone is about to fall...

"Come *on*," Suzume repeats, raising her voice. "We gotta get out of here!"

Up the stairs. Suzume almost takes them two at a time, but she refrains; she takes them one at a time, but at a jog. She does pull ahead a little, but only one switchback up the stairs; the rest of the group can still see her, a little.

There is a strange twist - and the feeling of deja vu intensifies.

Suzume has still never been here before. But she has a memory of something else - somewhere else. She shouldn't be here. Her body feels horribly weak, for a moment - like it doesn't work at all, so unlike reality - and she stumbles, slipping on the stairs. She catches herself by the railing, wrenching her shoulder as her knees bash against the edge of a stair hard enough that she hisses in pain.

Pulling herself up, Suzume hisses again at the twist in her shoulder and wrist. ow ow ow. She has to push on, but she really doesn't feel like running... "Go, I'll catch up!" she directs the others. "I'll count heads, make sure we didn't lose anyone."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ririka Kawase has posed.
<poem>
Fuuka looks, and Ririka is glad for that--it's hard enough keeping tabs on the kids, to make sure they don't get lost or separated--she can't afford to stretch herself too thin.

And no one. "Yeah, I heard it to. I tried to take a quick look, but..." She inclines her head towards the kids. She's keeping tabs on them. "I was hoping... well... if you didn't find anyone then it must just be the stress messing with our nerves, right?"

She hopes so, anyway. She's... honestly not sure what's going on, here.

That sickening feeling hits her on her way up the stares, that awful sensastion, for her, like something is trying to crawl in her ear. "''Ugh''." She stumbles, hand clutched to the side of her head. "Ngh."

Why do the smoke and flames feel so familiar? Why does she feel--so much ''fear''--

Helplessness.

She tries to shake her head to clear it. She's not helplewss--she has her Persona, she's helping these kids, she's supporting her team, there's no girl this time.

Wait, that can't be right--

That nausea overtakes her, and she drops to her knee for a moment, clutching her stomach. But she sees-- "Fukura-chan! I'll... we'll get the kids to the roof, then we'll come back and help you out, okay?"

They have to keep going. She grits her teeth, and keeps climbing up.
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2025-10-08: The Death Boss and the Survivor

2025-10-09T03:09:28Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: The Death Boss and the Survivor''' *'''Cast:''' Eikichi Mishina, Fuuka Yamagishi *'''Where:''' Paulownia Mall *'''OOC Date:''' October 08, 2025 *'''IC Date:''' July 23, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Eikichi heads to Port Island in hopes of catching Fuuka Yamagishi, declaring her to be a bad-ass. She's intimidated by his energy at first, but they soon come to a better understanding of one another.'' ---- <Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed. <poem>It has..."

*'''Log: The Death Boss and the Survivor'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Eikichi Mishina]], [[Fuuka Yamagishi]]
*'''Where:''' Paulownia Mall
*'''OOC Date:''' October 08, 2025
*'''IC Date:''' July 23, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Eikichi heads to Port Island in hopes of catching Fuuka Yamagishi, declaring her to be a bad-ass. She's intimidated by his energy at first, but they soon come to a better understanding of one another.''

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<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>It has been a bit since SEES rescuing Fuuka and Eikichi finding out about her. The blue haired punk knew a badass when he heard of one. The girl had survived in that damn place for awhile. Longer than Eikichi would like if it were him. Thus she was tough as nails on her own. Tough as they came. Plus you have those Shadows running around, like other punks constantly hounding you.

Thus a thought has been growing in Eikichi's odd brain. One that he is sure about---Fuuka Yamagishi had to be the boss of Gekkoukan High School. Or the potential to be. Eikichi was picturing a tough girl like Ichika but this Fuuka might be on a whole other level.

The blue hair punk just had to meet this new power in the region's delinquent power structure. Even if it was to just glower at one another. And so Eikichi has been using his detective skills to find this new 'boss'. Finally, this has let him Paulownia Mall. Still, there has been talk of a Kasugayama student looking for Fuuka. A particularly "odd" looking one. Blue hair and glam rocker make up hard to miss.

Eikichi squats near the fountain, looking through his cell phone. He had received a bad picture of someone they claimed was Fuuka but it was hard to make out the details. The delinquent squints before sighing to himself. "Man, I guess this is a wash. Someday I'll meet the elusive Gekkoukan boss."

He reaches for a health drink and sips it, scanning the crowd.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Today is the first day of final exams. As a result, the clubs aren't meeting today. Usually Fuuka would be heading straight home... but the trains looked pretty packed, so she decides to kill some time at Paulownia Mall before heading back. She could use a little time to unwind, anyway. Exams proved pretty rough, as expected, so she could use something to boost her spirits.

It's as she's browsing Kenneth Arnold's latest music album that she overhears some chatter from her fellow customers. There's a wild-looking Kasugayama student looking for a Gekkoukan student?

...Oh no. Maybe it's just a friendly meet-up between students of two different schools - but it could be someone looking for a fight, too.

She should probably stay out of it, either way, it's not something she needs to get involved in -

And then, a moment later, she hears ''her own name'' being said.

Oh no.

So, this Kasugayama student is looking for her. That's... fine, probably. She doesn't think she's met any of them personally, so maybe they're not looking for trouble? ...But what if they ''are''?

A dozen scenarios race through her head as she makes her way back to the front counter, paying for her purchases and poking her head out the front door. It doesn't take long to spot him, squatting near the fountain. ...And it probably wouldn't be hard to spot ''her'', either, with her own distinctive hair - teal-blue, rather than his darker shade.

And she seems to realise that - because after taking a deep breath and exhaling to work up her courage, she moves to approach him.

"Excuse me... You were looking for Fuuka Yamagishi...?" She ventures. She pauses for a moment, faint recognition crossing her face. She's seen him before, hasn't she...?
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>Eikichi looks up when the girl approaches him, sipping his drink. He blinks for a moment before opening his phone and staring between the picture and her. "Huh...I'll be damned." Eikichi stands up, becoming even more imposing as he looks the girl up and down. He cracks his neck reflexively but it does look like he is gearing up for something to go down. Would he be attacking this girl?!

After one agnozing moment, the Death Boss grins and holds up a hand. "Nice to meetcha...So you're the one who survived in that tower thing in your school. Gotta say you're kinda a badass. I'm hella tough and I barely got through a few hours."

Eikichi flicks his nose with his thumb as he poses. "I am the Death Boss of Kasugayama High School and the front man for future ultra famous band, Gas Chamber, Eikichi Mishina!"

People stare. Some find it scary. Others are wondering why the guy in white make up is being loud. Eikichi grins again, kinda just drinking both reactions in. "So what about you, Yamagishi? Got any cool nick names? Yamagishi the Wall of Gekkoukan High could be a good one."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Eikichi stands up. He has at least an entire foot(or thirty-three centimeters) over on her. Fuuka instinctively takes a step back, feeling loomed over. He cracks his neck, and right as she wonders what's about to happen - he greets her, and mentions Tartarus. So her expectations were right - he ''was'' one of the ones who came to her aid that day. She thought she recognized him - she'd made an effort to try to remember everyone who showed up.

She is soon thrown off, though. This might be the first time in her life anyone has called her a 'badass'.

"Um... thank you..." She starts, unsure. That ''is'' a compliment, she's sure, but she's not sure what the expected reaction is. "I... It wasn't really something worth celebrating..."

It was just a struggle to survive, after all.

He introduces himself - the Death Boss of Kasugayama High School... Such an intimidating title... and he's asking if ''she'' has any cool nicknames.

"Um... no. It's just 'Fuuka Yamagishi'." She replies. She thinks she would be mortified if anyone ever gave her a name like that.

She's nervous, but... he ''did'' come all this way to talk to her.

"It's... nice to meet you. You're... a musician, Mishina-san?" She greets. She sees the way people are staring - can hear their reactions. And he's just powering through it all... It's honestly impressive.

</poem>
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>Eikichi nods repeatedly. "Of course not. Sometimes a boss has to do things like that. It's about doing what need to be done." He smirks as he meets eyes with her for a moment. He seems to be seeing if she gets the term 'boss'.

"Huh...That's ashame. If you give me sometime to get to know you some, I'm sure I could help you come up with some tough sounding ones." Eikichi takes a sip of his drink before he stretches again. "You gotta have one! Surviving one like that...Wait...How about Fuuka the Survivor? Very Fist of the North Star."

"Me? Yeah. I'm the front man for a rock band. Can you tell?" Eikichi poses like he's holding a guitar. This doesn't account for his makeup, which was kinda glam/visual kei.

The Death Boss looks around. "So you got a squad or something or you run solo? Those SEES guys seemed pretty alright." He stops when his gaze settles back to the nervous girl, finally seeing her expression. "You alright?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>"I... suppose so. I was just doing what I had to to survive." Fuuka replies. ...She doesn't really seem to get exactly what he means.

He says it's a shame that she doesn't have one. A tough sounding name... She laughs just a bit nervously.

"I appreciate that, but... I'm okay. I don't need to sound tough." She assures. He explains, then, that he's the front man for a rock band. She considers him for a moment. She thought it was just to stand out, but... put into that context... "...Yes, I think I understand now. In that case... I'd like to hear some of your music sometime, Mishina-san."

She watches him look around, and he asks if has a squad. That she can offer a nod to.

"Oh, yes. SEES has been very welcoming to me. I'm thankful for them, honestly..." She replies - and then, he asks if she's alright. She hesitates for a moment. She doesn't want to offend him. But she does eventually admit, "I-I'm sorry... I'm just... not used to all this."

She's not used to anyone directing this much energy her way.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>"You did what you had to do! So cool!" He nods repeatedly, 'understanding' her completely...not really.

She doesn't need to sound tough?! Eikichi is shocked for a moment, considering this as he looks her over again. She really was good at hiding her battle level because if Eikichi didn't know any better, he would've never assumed someone like her could last in that place. Women were powerful. He nods again at the thought.

He comes back to reality when Fuuka mentions wanting to hear his music. He blinks before grinning. "Hell yeah! I'm sure you'll love us! We're on our way to national acclaim! With moi at the helm, the only path is up! To think Fuuka the Survivor wants to hear my music. Today rules!"

He is only brought down by Fuuka's discomfort coming to light. He blinks for a moment before trying to reign in a bit of his energy. "'ey it's ok. I realize not everyone is a shining star like me so I can be a lot to take in."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>'So cool', he says. Fuuka laughs nervously. Well, she supposes it can't hurt if he thinks that... though she doesn't notice the connections he's making in his head. If she knew that he thought she was hiding her battle level...

He's enthusiastic about his music, at least. Fuuka can't help but smile a little at the ambition. It's good - even if she doesn't play anything herself, she does like to see people passionate about their art. That's something she's learned from her time with art club, where so many of her fellow students seem to live and breathe the stuff.

"I'm sure I will, too. It seems like it means a lot to you." She replies. He seems to notice her discomfort, though, and says it's okay. She shakes her head.

"I'm sorry... You don't have to hold yourself back on my account." She assures. "But, thank you."

</poem>
<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>Eikichi has quite the picture of Fuuka in his mind.

"Heh, being in the spotlight is what I'm about. So I'm sure we'll put on a show for you soon." He bows dramatically, grinning as he raises back up and slouches back into a stance.

"If you're sure...I admit when I heard you survived all that...I was expecting a power house. A force of nature, you know...But even if you don't look like a badass, the proof is you are standing right there. That's why I had to meet you for real. Pay my respects and all that. Glad SEES are treating you well, I'd be damn pissed if they did you wrong." Eikichi looks over at Fuuka, straightening up some as he looks serious for a moment. "Even if this isn't my jurisdiction, I got your back."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>"I'll be looking forward to it." Fuuka replies. It should be fun, she thinks. She listens as he continues. He was expecting a power house - but he doesn't mind that she isn't that. Even if she doesn't look like one, the proof is that she's standing right here... She thinks about that for a moment, and then nods.

"...Thank you." She replies, offering a small smile. "I appreciate the thought. And, you don't have to worry about that, at least..."

They've given her a place to stay away from home, too, which has been a big help.

Even this isn't his jurisdiction, he has her back. She offers him a genuine smile, at that.

"Thank you." She replies. "...I never got a chance to thank you for coming to help with everyone the other day, either. So... thank you. If there's anything I can do to help you too, please let me know."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Eikichi Mishina has posed.
<poem>Eikichi grins giving Fuuka a graceful thumbs up. He is genuinely glad to hear that she is doing well. While he is a bit much, he does seem to care about some girl he just met. "Great. You deserve the best, boss." Eikichi winks playfully as he starts to turn on his heel. "Still, I have a hell of a train commute so I'm gonna head out." He starts to raise a hand over his head before turning on his heel again.

"Listen, you need anything, call." Eikichi looks at her with a semi-serious expression. "Us toughies gotta stick together. Plus I like a good fight so share the wealth sista! Ciao!"

This time, the delinquent raises a hand over his head in goodbye and heads toward the station back home.
</poem>

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2025-09-28: A Big Sister's Privilege

2025-10-03T04:59:25Z

Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: A Big Sister's Privilege''' *'''Cast:''' So-young Park, Shinobu Shimizu *'''Where:''' Sumaru City - Hirasaka Ward *'''OOC Date:''' September 28, 2025 *'''IC Date:''' July 18, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''So-young drags Shinobu out for skewers, to discuss recent goings-on with Myunghon and the Cardboard Dragon.'' ---- <Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed. <poem> Bam--! is how So-young typically enters the Cardboard Dragon, though this time she's forewar..."

*'''Log: A Big Sister's Privilege'''
*'''Cast:''' [[So-young Park]], [[Shinobu Shimizu]]
*'''Where:''' Sumaru City - Hirasaka Ward
*'''OOC Date:''' September 28, 2025
*'''IC Date:''' July 18, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''So-young drags Shinobu out for skewers, to discuss recent goings-on with Myunghon and the Cardboard Dragon.''

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<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> Bam--! is how So-young typically enters the Cardboard Dragon, though this time she's forewarned that someone might be sleeping there and actually chooses to just walk in normally so as not to blast a possibly quite traumatized person awake. Still, there's a heavy determination to her step, and her expression is already drawn into a deep-set frown, like she's expecting tension the moment she walks in--

--DOG. Aww who's a good girl? It's you! It's you! So-young absolutely does not care about decorum or the state of her clothes - despite the evening dress she's wearing she still kneels down to accept Lance bounding into her and almost knocking her over onto her ass.

Okay, well, she tries to maintain determination in the face of tension, but it's gotten a lot harder all of a sudden. Still, there is no sigh of relief here, even at the fact that Myunghon is absent and the awkwardness has been deferred, because this just means she gets to have an entirely different and just as awkward conversation.

Instead, she puts on her best smile. "How about some dinner?"

* * *

So-young has gotten pretty fond of this izakaya whenever she's in Sumaru. She tends to eat trendy in Tokyo, so it's a guilty pleasure to just relax and subsist on skewers for a night. She rattles off an order from memory, and slides into one of the booths with something of a sigh.

"... well, first, I may owe you an apology for any trouble you're encountering today. After the Atelier trip the tension bubbled over, and I think I may have chosen the wrong way to try to defuse it." There's a genuine frown on So-young's face, because she's still not really quite sure what happened. One moment they were ready to celebrate, the next Shinjiro was imploding and what she thought was lighthearted teasing and encouragement turned out to be the worst possible thing to say in the moment.

So-young rallies herself with an effort, and folds her arms. "... second, I have something to relay in confidence. This might sound extremely comical given the current situation, but we are trying to pull together to offer Myunghon our support." The conductor _very_ quickly pauses when the server shows up with her first round of skewers, because whatever she has to say, it seems like it absolutely cannot be something said out loud with other people to hear.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>To say last night was chaotic would be an understatement, but somehow, they've all survived. Work still calls, though - and at least for today it's at the Cardboard Dragon, so that Shinobu can stay close considering everything that's happened, happening, and might happen in the future.

Things are A Lot right now.

And as she's working, So-young arrives - making a beeline straight for Lance first and foremost. Shinobu can't blame her. And then So-young asks ''her'' for dinner. Shinobu hesitates for a second and then admits,

"Well... I guess I've been putting off my break for long enough."

And so, after getting business situated, she's there at the izakaya sitting next to So-young, putting in an order for a drink and skewers herself.

"...I thought I noticed somethin' in the air." Shinobu admits. "I thought it was just me - still kind of wound up from yesterday."

But So-young has something to relay in confidence. They're trying to offer Myunghon support, huh... Shinobu takes a skewer from her own order, considering it thoughtfully.

"...I don't know if I'm the best person for that right now." She admits. "But if you need me for whatever..."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> Leaning back in her seat, So-young lets out the breath she's almost holding to count on her fingers. It's becoming clear that she's missing context, so she decides to simply run through what she does know. "... well, let's see. Shinjiro mentioned a 'Tsumugi' - someone who Myunghon respects a great deal? - and his concerns about them. Things quickly turned sour, and Myunghon ended up rather on the defensive. Not that I blame them, by the by. I didn't think Shinjiro would be quite that unfair when trying to press a point."

She doesn't go into her own side of the conversation yet, nor what actually happened with Tsumugi, and perhaps that's for the best right now given its subject matter. Instead, she leans in as the server disappears.

"Simply put, I have been told that our mother, a possible crime boss, tried to put a bullet into Myunghon for not fulfilling her duties," is how So-young eventually states her case, her voice held low and steady. That's not simply put at all????

Straightening up, she folds her arms and looks off to one side with an awkward frown. "... I am not supposed to know any of this. Shinjiro came to me and Mio a few days ago to let me know, and to ask me what the hell the deal with my mother was. All I could say was that this was all news to me. He has technically broken Myunghon's confidence by telling me, so it's not like I can ask about what happened directly, but at least I stopped the two of them from getting themselves killed by seeking vengeance."

Something feels off about the way that Shinobu hedges her stance, and So-young's brow flickers before her eyes narrow. "... please don't tell me something _else_ happened as well. Why do things just keep happening?"
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>So-young brings up how Shinjiro mentioned a 'Tsumugi', and a frown crosses her face.

"...Yeah, I know who that is. Tsumugi Kujaku, of Peacock Silk..." Shinobu explains. Shinjiro expressed concerns about them, and Myunghon ended up on the defensive... Yeah, that makes sense. "They're the one who encouraged Myunghon in the hospital after... you know."

She keeps it vague, just in case anyone's listening.

"So I can't blame him for being suspicious... but at the same time, I didn't realise just how terrified they were of hospitals. So I can't blame 'em for latching onto someone who gave them hope." Shinobu shakes her head.

The server disappears, then, and So-young explains something a bit more secretly. Their mother tried to have Myunghon killed. Shinobu's eyes open wide, and her empty skewer nearly falls out of her hand. It's own discipline that keeps her from shouting.

"The ''hell''!? What's ''with'' moms lately...?" Shinobu hisses. What's next? Her own mother? ...She really hopes no one gives her any idea. "...Shit. No wonder - that explains a ''lot''. Damn it..."

She's furious at herself for not noticing. She grips the skewer tightly, nearly snapping the thing from her grip strength. She thought they might still be on edge over Ishiba, but to face an assassination attempt from their ''own mother'' immediately after that...

No ''wonder'' they seemed so paranoid. If she'd known, she could've approached things a lot different.

...Or maybe she would've messed things up - she's never been the best at being sensitive. But So-young isn't supposed to know. Shinobu listens, frowning.

"...Well, that's good, at least." She says with a sigh - and then, she shakes her head.

"...Well, I can at least say it ain't ''that'' bad." She replies. "It's just - things are still kinda awkward between us. We had another talk that didn't exactly go great, either..."
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<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> So-young frowns quietly at that. Peacock Silk again. Myunghon already told her to visit in order to get some upgraded gear, but that advice was more business-like rather than anything personal so she didn't think much of it at the time. Quietly, she decides she really does need to go visit the place herself and see what's up. (This is ultimately how she will need a peacock and probably become best of extremely loud friends.)

She doesn't make a judgment call on whether to be suspicious or not; she simply doesn't have the context or the knowledge to do that, and just listens along to Shinobu's side of the story as she demolishes a line of chicken hearts one by one. "... I don't think I've ever known what's up with mother. I grew up essentially without her - only other people's expectations that I'd follow in her footsteps. Fuck that," she says, the swearword slipping out of her so suddenly it's like a sniper rifle shot with the effort she puts behind it.

Catching herself, So-young sips at her drink as she steadies herself. "Anyway. The two of them were talking about getting themselves killed in retribution - holy retribution in Mio's case, I suppose - but I pointed out that was probably the last thing that would help Myunghon feel better. So I simply resolved to spread the word and ensure they have support."

So-young Park is not a creature of great understanding. But she is a gossip-enjoyer, and some little bits of thought and observation are slowly starting to connect in her brain. Myunghon was worried because of 'a lapse of judgement', because 'Shinobu found them in the morning'. Oh, hell. Quick, brain, stop the mouth before--

"--wait, are you two meant to be dating? No, wait, you're definitely not," she immediately appends at the first glance at Shinobu's expression. "Messy-not dating. Right???" You can hear the question marks pile up behind each other, an exclamation mark not far behind.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu listens as So-young continues. She frowns thoughtfully. She grew up essentially without her mother, huh... She frowns slightly, at that thought. What was that like, she wonders...? She lets out a small laugh as So-young swears, taken by surprise by the sudden bite.

"...I'm with you there. To hell with anyone who tells you to follow after someone without givin' you any choice in the matter." She agrees. ...Even moreso, now, after the murder attempt.

She continues, then. Retribution, huh... Shinobu frowns, at that.

"...Good thing you were there. If someone actually died for them like that... I dunno if they'd ever actually recover." She replies, shaking her head. That seems like the kind of thing that might break them - or at the very least, send them spiraling down a darker path.

And then - So-young asks if they're supposed to be dating.

"Uh-" Shinobu starts, temporarily frozen in place. She doesn't know how to answer that one, or where to begin to address it... Messy-not dating... She sighs. "...I guess?? Whatever it is, messy's definitely the word for it."
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<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> Closing her eyes, So-young raises a glass to toast that sentiment, letting out a sigh. "Honestly, even before Shinjiro told me what happened, I could have believed it just from how our dinner went. I am used to my mother giving everyone a hard time, including me, but the way she laid into Myunghon... it was truly unwarranted," she allows herself a rare serious frown, her brow furrowed as anger flares in her eyes. "I can at least fight back a little on my own terms by standing my ground, but..."

She simply shakes her head. Whatever Shinobu can imagine off the back of that and the way Myunghon tends to retreat outside of a supernatural space, it's probably going to be fairly accurate.

"... anyway. That is most of the whole sordid story from my end, and you have also given me some much-needed background as to why Myunghon might have taken my encouragement the wrong way, so thank you for that," So-young is immune to being sheepish, but she does offer a rather wry smile. "... I will have to apologize. Some days I'm too flippant for my own good, even if I really don't mean to be."

She leans forwards in her seat, her eyebrows raised expectantly. Her eyes are almost sparkling. "So, having told you my side of the story..." she leads, rather obviously.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"...That bad, huh? That must've been awful. She don't have the right to do that to them, mom or not..." Shinobu mutters, shaking her head. She doesn't know what was ''said'', but if So-young thinks that... "I've had some bad talks with my own mother, but she's never gone ''that'' far."

Her mind does race. She's missing some context - but she can certainly ''imagine'' what might've been said.

"...No problem." Shinobu replies, as So-young explains that she gave her some much-needed background. "...Yeah. I know what that's like."

She might not be flippant herself, but she does have a tendency to lead conversations aggressively.

And ''then''.

"Uh." Shinobu starts. What is she expecting? To learn more about what happened...?

"It's, uh, not that exciting, really. I ran into 'em early in the morning when they weren't expecting anyone, then we had an awkward talk and I said some stuff that didn't come off the way I meant it, so we left off on kind of a tense note..." She explains, shaking her head.

For Myunghon's sake, she chooses not to mention that she walked in on them with only their outfit for a blanket, and that said talk then took place in a bathroom partially flooded with water and disinfectant.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> "... suffice it to say that I was shocked, and I don't shock easily." That second part is kind of a lie, especially given some of her first interactions with the Dark Side of Sumaru, but she lets it be. At the very least, she thought she was bulletproof here in this version of reality. "It was honestly extremely awkward to be there. Like it was one big power play to remind me of the differences between us." She hesitates, and then takes a long swig. She doesn't like comparisons, nor thinking about them.

"Non non non!" she cries despairingly. Is she French now? Is this Remi's fault somehow, or is just-- her, because the only way she can think to despair in this situation is loudly and Frenchily. "I don't mean what happened in the last conversation, we have gone over far too much depressing stuff for a single dinner. I mean the messy not-dating, of course. You can't expect a big sister to get something like that dangled in front of her and not bite at it, can you?"

So-young has been a big sister for all of a month and change at this point, so the idea she might institutionally be able to speak for all of them is a bit rich, but she's never let that stop her.
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"Ugh." Shinobu mutters, shaking her head. "So it was supposed to be a 'lesson'. That's even worse. She shouldn't use the two of you as tools against each other."

So-young cries 'non non non!' and Shinobu looks her way, raising an eyebrow.

"'Non non non'?" She repeats, and then... "...Ah. ''That's'' what you meant."

She smirks, just slightly.

"...Heh. Yeah. I get that." She replies. She's a big sister herself, after all. Sometimes, being a part of that means deciding things arbitrarily.

"...But if you're looking for things that aren't depressing to talk about, I dunno if ''that's'' the tree you wanna go barking up, either." She says, shaking her head and taking a swig, herself.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> "Well, that is my mother's stock in trade. She is very good at controlling the situation and only putting herself in situations where she will be in control. ... she booked out an entire restaurant for just the two of us. And I mean one of the extremely fancy restaurants, the ones that have their own gardens and everything. Honestly, I thought I was in a yakuza drama."

A beat, and she slumps.

"Actually, apparently I was all along. It's going to take some doing to get my head around that."

She sits up, though, and visibly brightens at Shinobu's answer. A huge, shit-eating smile crosses her face, and the only reason you can't call it a grin is because she's been trained as an actress and knows not to give the entire game away until the punchline is delivered.

"Well, there is an important distinction. I might be able to offer my advice or help, after all. Besides, I only meant things that are depressing _for me_," she adds with absolutely no remorse and a clear mischievous light in her eyes.
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<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"''Ugh''." Shinobu repeats, shaking her head. So-young's description reminds her far too much of her own mother... though, again, ''she'' at least hasn't tried to put a bullet in her yet. "How much more obvious can you get that you're trying to make a point...?"

...So-young admits that she was apparently in a yakuza drama all along, and Shinobu sends her a sympathetic look.

"...Yeah. It sucks." She commisserates.

...At least her answer gets her to brighten, even if it's at her own expense. Shinobu snorts, with a small laugh.

"What, so it's okay if ''I'm'' the one spilling my guts?" She replies, with a shake of her head. She considers it for a moment with a thoughtful sip.

"...It's just... I dunno if I'm cut out for it. A ''serious'' relationship, I mean." She replies, shaking her head. "I've got a tendency to lose interest in things real quick and bail... But I don't want to hurt anyone I actually know with that. Especially a friend, and someone I ''work'' for."

She sighs, sitting back a little.

"...But I know it was hard for them to be able to admit being interested at all, so even just having to say no meant I ended up hurting them anyway." She says.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> So-young beams as Shinobu cracks under her scrutiny. "That is also a big sister's privilege," she decides, before blinking as the other woman starts to launch into the tale. In no time at all, she's kind of sagged in her chair, frowning thoughtfully with a hand at her lips.

"Damn. It really was something like that, then," she sums up with a sigh. "I thought it might have been. I'm the last person who can really help in a situation like this, I suppose. I wouldn't say I'm scared of anything serious, but I'm also not exactly looking at present either, and I'm perfectly fine with casual in a way that I can clearly see Myunghon isn't."

Hmm. But Myunghon's clearly still hung up on the possibility, even through their-- rebound, or whatever that moment is. So-young feels dissatisfied calling it that, because something about it felt more emotional and messy and consequential that one word doesn't really sum it up.

Still... something makes her frown. "That is a little vague, though, isn't it? If we avoided doing things because of our tendencies we'd never get things done. While I can see where you're coming from, I would be careful about denying yourself too much based purely on a what-if." Of course, So-young can say this because she's never met a what-if that she can't just bull through and apologize later, and denying herself just isn't in her makeup. "If you have bridges to burn later, so be it."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>Shinobu smirks, at that. She'll let her have it, even if she's the older one of the two. She listens, though, as she thinks about it. She's the last person who can help, huh... That makes sense - what she says isn't too surprising. And then she comments on how vague it is... and a wry smirk crosses Shinobu's face.

"...They said pretty much the same thing to me the day after." Shinobu replies. "...I didn't have a good response to them ''then'', either. That's not wrong, but..."

She sighs, and takes another drink.

"...I'd be burning a lot more than bridges. There's a lot of other relationships caught up in it... and it'd make our work with the supernatural a lot harder, too." She replies. "...That's why I can't."
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<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> So-young settles back in her seat, her meddling quota apparently met as she cradles her glass in her hands and turns more thoughtful. "To think they'd go that far... I think it says something that they tried again even after getting shot down," she notes, apparently impressed if the tone of her voice is any indication. "I mean, your average big sister gets compared to demons and then spends the next day being hidden from, so it sounds like you're doing pretty well on that front."

She's not as sour as she could be, but she still sounds a little put out. It's not that affected, though, so much as she just likes poking fun at herself sometimes.

"Mm. No, I understand. There's a flutist who I'm pretty sure has a crush on me. It'd be fun to pursue her, but the gossip would be pretty intolerable, and we're not even getting into life or death situations." She perks up with a grin. "On the other hand, the adrenaline might help. A stupid idea or two never hurt anyone except for all the times it did."
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Shinobu Shimizu has posed.
<poem>"...Yeah. Couldn't have been easy to say." Shinobu agrees with a quiet nod. ...She raises an eyebrow, then. "...So that's what went down, huh? ...Yeah, when you put it like that... Still, rough that you're going through it."

...At least they aren't hiding from her. As far as she's noticed, anyway.

So-young explains how there's a flutist who probably has a crush on her. Shinobu laughs.

"The gossip is always the worst part of it. There are better ways of getting your adrenaline up. I'd sooner spend a night fighting monsters than subject myself to the gossip mill." She says, shaking her head and taking another drink.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> So-young Park has posed.
<poem> "No, no, I _meant_ fighting the monsters. Maybe to properly hash this out you should just talk to them in Mementos. They're so much more sure of themselves there," So-young nods as if this makes perfect sense. So-young, noooooo--
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2025-09-30: Sunlight on the Darkside

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Ettlesby: Created page with "*'''Log: Sunlight on the Darkside''' *'''Cast:''' Fuuka Yamagishi, Ayame Watanabe *'''Where:''' The Dark Side of Sumaru *'''OOC Date:''' September 30, 2025 *'''IC Date:''' July 19, 2012 *'''Summary''': ''Fuuka, posting as Lucia, and Ayame, posting as the3v3green meet on the Dark Side of Sumaru to discuss Shadows. They share information, as well as their mutual desire to use it to protect those they care about.'' ---- <Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed. <..."

*'''Log: Sunlight on the Darkside'''
*'''Cast:''' [[Fuuka Yamagishi]], [[Ayame Watanabe]]
*'''Where:''' The Dark Side of Sumaru
*'''OOC Date:''' September 30, 2025
*'''IC Date:''' July 19, 2012
*'''Summary''': ''Fuuka, posting as Lucia, and Ayame, posting as the3v3green meet on the Dark Side of Sumaru to discuss Shadows. They share information, as well as their mutual desire to use it to protect those they care about.''

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<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Lucia is a fairly new member of the Dark Side of Sumaru. She only joined this month, in fact - there are no posts or mentions of her before that to be found. She's represented by an icon of a glass sphere that appears to be filled with water, surrounded by gold bands that give it the appearance of an eye peering out at the viewer.

Fittingly to this, she seems more of a watcher than an active poster - appearing primarily in topics potentially connected to Shadow-related incidents and otherwise remaining silent.

That's how it happened, at first. A topic on shadowy figures spotted late at night in Sumaru's Aoba Ward... There's been some back and forth, some clueless posters drumming it up as a conspiracy. One thing leads to another and eventually, at her prompting, in the3v3rgreen's DMs...

LUCIA
Hello, the3v3rgreen.

LUCIA
Can you tell me more? Did you see them yourself?

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Fuuka ''should'' maybe be working on her studies right now, or that project Yukari asked for her help with... But for the one, her brain already feels pretty full and more studying right now is likely to just cause everything to leak out, and for the other, she's waiting on some things and can't get much further without them.

This topic right now, at least, is interesting to her... If, partially, because she's already familiar with the3v3rgreen's ''other'' works on the internet. She doesn't play those games herself, but the way she puts those tutorials together makes it interesting for an outsider like her...
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ayame Watanabe has posed.
<poem>
Instead, the3v3rgreen is a long-time poster on many communities, but on the Dark Side of Sumaru for a couple of years now. Most of her juicy posts are in locked forums, but she's well-known for her tutorials on many games on other sites, and her helpful demeanor. ...But she happens to have responded to this topic. While some clueless posters may drum it up as a conspiracy...

But the3v3rgreen posted one very interesting note that may have gotten Fuuka's attention: she mentioned the green light in which the shadowy creatures tend to appear.

Ayame happens to have some free time and she's at the computer. School's out, but Ikkaku has more to do, and her kids are playing nearby. Keeping an eye on them, Ayame checks her DMs, and...

the3v3rgreen
Hi there!

the3v3rgreen
I did. What would you like to know? I can say they disappeared before daytime. I don't exactly go out that late at night as a rule, but I could still see them from my window.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Green light. It's something some people may latch onto and spin any number of ways, but for active Persona users, combined with the mention of them disappearing before daytime, there's one thing that means. A thoughtful frown crosses Fuuka's face - and she scoots her cushion a little closer to the table in the middle of her dormroom floor, focusing a little more intently.

LUCIA
That's good. It's safer if you don't.

LUCIA
Were they wandering aimlessly, or moving with purpose? Did you notice anything else when the green light appears?

She doesn't know how much the3v3rgreen actually knows or is aware of - it's better to opt on the side of caution, at least until she gets a better understanding. Is she a Persona-user, or someone with the Potential who happened to wake up during the Dark Hour...?
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ayame Watanabe has posed.
<poem>
Ayame is a little slower on the next set of messages; Isamu mentions he's hungry, and she has to grab him a snack. Luckily, she already has some made, so it doesn't take long.

the3v3rgreen
Ahem, had to attend the kiddo.

Ayame makes no secret of being a mother on the internet.

the3v3rgreen
Aimless, I think. But as to what I noticed... Before I can answer that, i have to ask you a question. Are you familiar with a concept called the Dark Hour?

Ayame has to be careful; some of this information will make her look crazy, and some might be dangerous to the wrong people.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka notices the delay in the next message, and inwardly starts to worry. Did she press in a little too strongly? Was her question a little too leading? Did she -

Oh, there's a notification. Fuuka exhales in relief.

LUCIA
That's fine. Is everything alright?

She explains, then, that the shadowy figure was aimless, and the relief only grows. That's good... nothing good happens when the Shadows begin to move with purpose. Still, the question about the Dark Hour... She supposes it's best just to be honest.

LUCIA
I'm familiar. I see it, too. Then the green light you mentioned - that was the sign of the Dark Hour.
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<Pose Tracker> Ayame Watanabe has posed.
<poem>
The worries... of internet.

the3v3rgreen
Oh it's fine! My son was hungry is all.

It's a purposeful question--and one that pays off. Ayame is less familiar with the Dark Hour than Fuuka, but she doesn't have any way of knowing that at the moment.

the3v3rgreen
That's right! Good. If you didn't, I'd have had to make up some excuse, but since you did, I can confirm that I think those creatures are Shadows. We have more 'demons' in Sumaru, if you're familiar with those, but at night, the Shadows do come out too.

the3v3rgreen
I'm the only one in my family who experiences it, and I haven't experienced it for all that long. But it's the best way to suss out who understands that there's more going on in the world than is visible on the surface.

the3v3rgreen
You're new to these boards, aren't you? There's a few people like us, who know what's going on. If you'd like, I can put you in contact with the server admin.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka can't help but smile a little at that thought. Even when they're having a serious conversation like this, a kid has to eat.

LUCIA
That's good.

...And a second later, as she realises unintended meanings to that...

LUCIA
Not that he was hungry, I mean. That everything's fine.

...It's a brief slip of the direct, confident online persona(pun intended) she tries put on, as her real self comes a bit more to the forefront.

She looks over the3v3rgreen's next messages thoughtfully, considering them all in turn. She should've guessed she would be a bit more knowledgeable about all this... That does make things easier if they can just be direct with each other, without having to dance around the subject and figure out how much the other knows.

LUCIA
I'm more familiar with Shadows than I am demons. I've heard they exist, but I haven't seen any yet. Right now, I'm monitoring the movements of the Shadows to try and keep ahead of the next big Shadow event.

LUCIA
My position is similar to yours. I haven't been aware for very long, either, myself.

She supposed it wouldn't be hard to track how long she's actually been active on the Darkside, so there's no reason to lie.

LUCIA
I am, yes.

LUCIA
You know them?

...Fuuka frowns for a moment, hesitating. Should she take the3v3rgreen up on that offer...? She grabs a cookie from the nearby bowl, munching on it idly before deciding...

LUCIA
Yes. That might be helpful.
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ayame Watanabe has posed.
<poem>
Ayame finds the clarification adorable--she smiles at her computer.

the3v3rgreen
I understood what you meant! ^_^

Lucia explains her familiarity, and Ayame learns something! The movements of the Shadows... she is thoughtful for a moment at that, listening to the rest.

the3v3rgreen
I see! I wasn't aware you could track general Shadow movements. Demons seem more erratic, the only real clue you get is if they're around at all.

Similar to hers, though...

the3v3rgreen
Not very well, but enough. They're unfriendly, but extremely knowledgeable. I can put you in contact with them and some secret mailing lists.

the3v3rgreen
Great, I'll send you a couple of links next.

And she does. Mailing lists, mostly; there won't be archives to view, but she might have an easier time asking questions.

the3v3rgreen
In Sumaru we call him a 'Rumormonger'. If you find something especially dangerous, if you send it to him you can put out the word. Not to scare you or anything. But with things like the Joker Killer out there I worry about all the kids I see wrapped up in these things...
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>That emoji... It's cute. It softens the blow a little, even if Fuuka feels like she's shattered her image a little.

LUCIA
Usually, Shadows are the same way. But from time to time they begin to move with purpose. ...That's my understanding, at least.

An unfriendly but extremely knowledgeable person... Fuuka considers that for a moment. That sounds a little scary, honestly - but that would be useful, too.

LUCIA
Thank you. I appreciate it, that should be helpful.

Fuuka will gladly accept the links - she'll check them out later, after they're done talking. A Rumormonger, though... she's heard the term before. It makes sense, that he would be connected to a place like this.

Mention of kids getting wrapped up in these things, though...

...She wonders if the3v3rgreen would've reacted any differently to her request if she knew. Maybe she already has an idea, now that they've been talking.

LUCIA
It's alright. I already know there's danger out there. That's why it's better to stay informed, isn't it?
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Ayame Watanabe has posed.
<poem>
Ayame can be very cute! She can also be very friendly. Even on this serious topic, she tries to stay upbeat.

the3v3rgreen
I see. I'll keep an eye out for that. They're very frightening creatures. You can at least try to talk to a demon, but...

the3v3rgreen
You're welcome!

She might've reacted differently, but she might not've, too. Ayame doesn't press on the matter of Lucia's age. Instead she continues:

the3v3rgreen
Yes. Sunlight is the best shield. Understanding what's going on is vital to protecting yourself and others. That's why I spread what information I can when it's safe. It's not as much fun as games, of course. So let's work together to keep the people we care about safe, Lucia! ^_^
</poem>

<Pose Tracker> Fuuka Yamagishi has posed.
<poem>Fuuka tries to think of how best to put it.

LUCIA
Thank you. But don't put yourself in danger.

LUCIA
Shadows are...

She 'hm's to herself for a moment.

LUCIA
They're instinctive. Reactive. They can be somewhat predictable if you understand them, but that doesn't make them any less dangerous. It's better to avoid them, if you can.

...Easier said than done for most, she knows. She has an advantage, but not everyone does.

the3v3rgreen continues... and Fuuka smiles a little, at her message. ...It resonates with her.

LUCIA
I feel the same way.

LUCIA
Yes, let's.

...There's a moment of hesitation, her fingers hovering over the keys, before she decides to add...

LUCIA
:)
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[[Category:Season 1, Episode 1]]

Fuuka Yamagishi

2025-09-29T04:29:18Z

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! style="background:#78b5b8; border: 2px #4d7880 solid; font-size: 110%;" align="center" colspan="2" | '''IC Information'''
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! style="text-align:left" | Full Name:
| Fuuka Yamagishi
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! style="text-align:left" | Arcana:
| Priestess
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! style="text-align:left" | Pronouns:
| She/Her
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! style="text-align:left" | Gender:
| Female
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! style="text-align:left" | Age (Birthdate):
| 16 (December 22nd, 1995)
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! style="text-align:left" | Hair Colour:
| Teal Blue
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! style="text-align:left" | Eye Colour:
| Grey
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! style="text-align:left" | Height:
| 5'0" (152 cm)
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! style="text-align:left" | Residence:
| Iwatodai Dormitory, Iwatodai City
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! style="text-align:left" | School:
| Gekkoukan High School
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! style="text-align:left" | Grade:
| Second Year
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! style="text-align:left" | Role:
| Focus
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! style="text-align:left" | Persona:
| Lucia
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! style="background:#78b5b8; border: 2px #4d7880 solid; font-size: 110%;" align="center" colspan="2" | '''OOC Information'''
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! style="text-align:left" | Source:
| Persona 3 (FC)
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! style="text-align:left" |Voice Actor (JP):
| Mamiko Noto
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! style="text-align:left" |Voice Actor (EN):
| Suzie Yeung
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! style="text-align:left" | Groups:
| SEES
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! style="text-align:left" | Player:
| [[User:Ettlesby]]
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'''"Analysis complete!"'''

Fuuka Yamagishi is a quiet but friendly student at Gekkoukan High School and a member of the school's Art Club - as well as the significantly-less advertised SEES, where she guides and connects her friends and teammates through their battles with the supernatural using her Persona. Though she can be shy and reserved in her dealings with people her true strength comes out in times of danger, where she is able to calmly analyze the situation and relay information to her team even amidst the chaos of battle. She has a love for machines of all kinds, using and repairing them, and is even a capable hacker... but also feels embarrassed about this, causing her to downplay this love out of fearing that it isn't feminine enough. Though she used to have a reputation for being fairly sickly, her health has improved since joining SEES - though there are now those who call her 'the ghost girl', due to the stories that arose as a result of her extended disappearance.

= Background =

==Season 1, Episode 1==

= Persona =

Fuuka's Persona is Lucia. Lucia takes the form of a woman in a pink dress with long blonde hair, her throat and eyes covered by bandages. In place of her lower body is a watery sphere encased by gold protective braces secured to her dress giving it the appearance of an eye, which encompasses her user and those in her immediate vicinity. Lucia is saint who lived in the time of the Roman Empire and was martyred when a suitor, declined due to her vow of chastity, accused her of Christianity. Though her eyes were gouged out it is said her vision was miraculously restored, thus leading her to become revered as the patron saint of the blind.

= Skills =

= Internet Presence =

Fuuka has spent much of her life online, and as a result has a notable internet presence. Posting under the handle 'windthroughthemountains', she can often be found on enthusiast forums for technology, audio equipment, music, and science fiction. In addition to participating in the usual discussions, she also provides tech support. She has accounts on a few fanfiction websites, with her works often focusing on what life would be like as a normal person in various fantasy and science fiction worlds. She also has an internet journal that hasn't been posted in since mid-2011. While it can be inferred that she's a student, details about her personal life are kept purposefully vague.

More recently she is a rare sighting on the Dark Side of Sumaru where she is known only as Lucia, preferring to observe from afar rather than being an active participant, typically posting only to inquire further on topics that seem related to Shadow activity.

= Relationships =

= Logs and Cutscenes =

==Season 1==

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[[Category:Characters]]
[[Category:SEES]]
[[Category:Gekkoukan High School]]
[[Category:Focus]]