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consolewars2018-01-28 09:11 pm
consolemods) wrote in consolewars2018-01-28 09:11 pm
[mock trial intro] move 'em on, head 'em up
Whatever you were doing before you got here, it isn't what you're doing now. What you're doing now is waking up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room with... unfamiliar glasses on your face. No matter what you can do, you can't take those glasses off... but if you roll your eyes down, you'll be given a rundown of what's going on here.
Hmm. Well, that's probably a little unnerving. Maybe you should... leave? Fortunately, your room's not locked, but as you go downstairs and try and ask the locals what's going on, you'll find they're... less than cooperative. And if you go outside the inn and try to leave into the town... well, you'll find several locations around the town, but you'll also find that you can't seem to leave.
Well. Maybe you should talk to the other people who just showed up here. All the locals are going to tell you is an explanation is forthcoming, so you might want to kill some time getting to know each other.
Hmm. Well, that's probably a little unnerving. Maybe you should... leave? Fortunately, your room's not locked, but as you go downstairs and try and ask the locals what's going on, you'll find they're... less than cooperative. And if you go outside the inn and try to leave into the town... well, you'll find several locations around the town, but you'll also find that you can't seem to leave.
Well. Maybe you should talk to the other people who just showed up here. All the locals are going to tell you is an explanation is forthcoming, so you might want to kill some time getting to know each other.
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[ Akira is quickly out and about, posture rigid and hands curled just a little too tightly into fists. It'll be possible to catch him in that state if a person happens to round a corner or step into his path; he's going to be doing his best to appear relaxed and possibly a little... indifferent in the face of anyone new.
It's fine, he's fine, etc.
Initially, he's focused on exploring, searching for people, even if he isn't pausing more than two seconds in any particular place. His first destination is the exit. And it's only after putting a ridiculous amount of effort into trying to get through said exit, he can be found just hanging around it.
And it might appear he's just standing there, twisting a strand of his bangs, posture somewhere between forced calm and tense. In truth, he's looking at the rules again, mind in overdrive. ]
blacksmith → paddock
[ Well, all the anger isn't going away with him just standing around. He heads over to the blacksmith to find... him asleep??
He frowns before walking over and waving a hand in the guy's face. Holy shit, that's an impressive amount of snoring. Hmmm... time to look around. Closely. As in using his hands to look. Though, it's as he touches one of the blades, someone chooses that moment to walk right on in......
... and those hands slide right into his pockets before he caaaasually turns towards the fellow new arrival.
He is the picture of innocence.
Eventually, he's making his way to the horses. As angry as he is at the situation, he does wind up calming down considerably around the animals. He's never actually seen horses up close and personal... so he does end up caving to the desire to try petting one. And some time after that, he can be found leaning against a fence, watching them. ]
Blacksmith
Oh, what? I saw nothing. You are just looking around. Right~?
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Free labor.
[ akira, what the fuck are you even saying. ]
With him always sleeping on the job, someone has to keep this place clean.
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Gotta wonder how anything gets done around here with him snoring!
[Looks up at the ceiling, crossing her arms.]
So, what? You gonna make horseshoes?
[Please, she knows why he's here]
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[ The deadpan is strong in this one. ]
Alas, I'm but a mere level one apprentice. Horseshoes are level three.
[ The most. Dramatic sigh.
And, excuse you, if he was lying, how would he have such a straight face?? ]
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He can't snore that loud, can he?
[IT'S A MYSTERY~]
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Blacksmith
Like I care if you want to steal something. Have at it.
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... Well, anyway. ]
After you.
[ It's said as he gestures at the weapons, and with a what he intends to be the obvious tone someone uses with a joke. Hahaha isn't he just a riot... ]
Going to go off a limb here and assume you know as much as I do about how we all got here...
[ In other words: absolutely nothing. ]
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[ He releases a quiet sigh. ]
Knowledge is power.
paddock
[ at least someone here is relaxed...
she should be less relaxed. like a lot less relaxed. and yet. ]
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Well, he's going to try very hard to figuratively lean towards the first hand, here. She seems as calm as he's trying to pretend to be around everyone, right now. ]
I can't vouch for "always," since this is my first time seeing them up close.
[ He tilts his head to the side a bit in a show of consideration. ]
... But I can imagine why it would be.
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... Flying mounts?
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blacksmith
J-- Akira. You're here too. Thank goodness. Have you seen the others?
[Because the last Makoto remembers before waking up in Old West hell is going home after the obligatory Persona Christmas bossfight.]
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The look he gives her isn't one of recognition. It's after her words, his head very gently tips to the side just a little, one hand reaching up to briefly twist a strand of his bangs... ]
Others?
[ Hmmm... ]
Are you from Shujin Academy, too, then?
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You don't... remember me?
[How can he not remember her after everything they've done together?]
Makoto Niijima. I'm the student council president.
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Hm. ]
I was only there for a day, and it was to meet my homeroom teacher and the principal.
[ He's sliding his hands into his pockets, brow tense in thought. ]
Something strange happened on my way there, [ "strange" being entering a castle ] so I haven't even made it to my first class, yet.
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[Okay, that's... really weird. And really worrying.
But if Akira only remembers going to school on his first day of classes, does he even know about Personas? Didn't he and Ryuji get them that day? Maybe she shouldn't say anything about the Phantom Thieves, just in case.]
Okay. This is going to sound really strange, but... the last thing I remember, it was December, not April. Do you think you hit your head somewhere? [Did something happen with one of the Shadows in the last big fight? There were a lot of pretty tough ones they had to get through in order to reach the boss.]
Blacksmith
Oh, don't mind me. By all means, continue with what you were doing. I'm just here for the view.
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They are impressive weapons.
[ Then there's soft blink and tilt of his head -- oh, he's totally faking that look of "ah!" and it's probably easy to tell, since he's not even trying to seem innocently clueless. ]
Unless you mean......
[ He's looking right at the blacksmith. ]
Oh, I see. [ the most exaggerated, thoughtful expression ] Well, there is something beautiful in the way he's unrestrained. That raw passion behind each snore...
[ Yes... Yes, he is adding a dramatic tone to that last part for emphasis. ]
I'm sure you two could be very happy together. I suggest leaving a letter for when he wakes up, if you're looking to really capture his attention.
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Come now. If you try too hard, you might just strain yourself... or make it look like you've got something to hide.
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Everyone has their secrets.
[ He cocks his head to the side, deciding to just... resign himself to being polite to this fellow captive for now. Where he's from, that's just how it goes. ]
I'm Akira Kurusu, by the way. It's nice to meet you.
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Secrets are only secrets if they're hidden well, you know. Besides, it's not as if I have a reason to kiss and tell here.
[There's a sidelong glance at the blacksmith.]