ok, im back home. will get stuff a ‘rollin in the morning.
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@alib4ba-blog
ok, im back home. will get stuff a ‘rollin in the morning.
just wanted to say ill be gone for a few days (till tuesday). i’ll get back to everyone then!
@alib4ba contacted the Summoner
Well, getting requests via his phone was not unusual, but this was different. How, he couldn’t quite describe, but he knew it. Besides, it wasn’t like his work number was public knowledge. It was reserved for other Summoners, and Narumi. And the few Thieves he knew. He stared at the message briefly before he responded, stepping out of the way of the crowds of people on the central street.
[text: Unknown] Can I help you? -RKXIV
Futaba’s curiosity knew no limits.
She’d learned of him through a fellow thief. He seemed interesting enough -- he’d better be, anyway, digging up information on this guy had been difficult -- but her source refused her any more information, let alone his number, ‘because it would be wrong to share it without permission’.
That hurdle had proved itself a multi-day endeavor, but she thinks she has her guy now. Hopefully; it’d be really awkward if she’d been left astray. A signature like ‘RKXIV’ either belonged to someone important or pretentious (not that someone sporting an alias like Alibaba had much room to talk).
Her familiar cat-bomb icon appeared after she sent the message. For all her nosiness, her reaching out to him had been reluctant. She wasn’t desperate, or overwhelmingly anxious, like she had been when she’d reached out to Akira, but if it weren’t for her ability to hide behind her false moniker she wouldn’t be doing this at all.
[I am Alibaba. Who are you?]
shoutout @ myself for forgetting that posts from new accs dont appear in tags
(i’m gonna delete this post in time but if any of y’all want to see my writing, check the oracle situation)
-- SATELLITE MIND
hi! i’m dash, and this is my first time rping on tumblr (but not to rping in general). this blog is dedicated to futaba sakura from persona 5. i focus a lot on futaba’s past traumas as well as her difficulty integrating with and adjust to society, in hot pursuit to uncover the truth behind her mother’s death all the while (or, depending on when the rp takes place, coping with the truth). i’m really hyped, though a bit nervous tbh, to get this all going! please take a look over my rules and hmu / like this if you’re interested in rping with me! :D