女王。。。

"You'll fall by my hand!" Affiliated Mitsuru Kirijo from the Persona series

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@lystsyn | isola event: subversion pt 1

"Vira." Her ruby lips repeated after the woman introduced herself. A name as lovely as the woman it belonged to, Mitsuru couldn’t help but to admire her. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Mitsuru, I believe I'm acquainted with your captain." The redhead chuckled before taking an elegant sip from her wine glass. She was almost finished with her third glass by now. She knew Vira was law enforcement; if the way she carried herself wasn't enough to tell, Mitsuru had seen her in uniform once or twice around the city.

"Forgive me, I simply have a good memory. I do love a woman in uniform, however."

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@havvwah | isola event: subversion pt. 1

"Would you mind if I kept you company?" 

Mitsuru had seen the raven haired beauty sitting alone in the bar. It was hardly out of the ordinary, but what set her apart from the other sad patrons was how incredibly attractive she was. It was shallow of the redhead, perhaps, but she had precious few opportunities to be a bit selfish in her life.

And so, the woman confidently made her way over to the stool next to her and sat upon it.

"What are you drinking?"

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@roseaxe | isola event: subversion pt. 1

The young CEO didn't often visit the same bar twice --one of the many ways she kept her private life...well, private. Occasionally there would be live music that simply elevated the atmosphere somewhat, but sophistication wasn't what drew her to such places --rather, it was the lack thereof which struck her as something novel. A change to a life that otherwise had opulence everywhere she looked. But here? Beauty was found in the most unexpected of places, and tonight it came in the form of a violinist with voluminous purple hair.

As the other woman performed, Mitsuru looked on with admiration. There was a time when her father encouraged her to pick up the violin, but she was more interested in picking up a rapier instead. Despite the splendid sight and sound, the memory it invoked was sobering; she really did miss her father.

When the music stopped, the redhead came to her senses. She decided that she would invite the violinist to have a drink with her, there seemed to be no harm in asking. As the other woman was packing up her instrument, Mitsuru casually walked up to her.

"Your performance was magnifique." She was confident in her speech and mannerisms, despite such an uncertain outcome. But this was far from her first time asking a gorgeous woman to spend time with her and it showed. "Would you care to have a drink with me? It's the least I can do for gracing my ears with your music."

[queenmitsurukirijo]

EVENT: SUBVERSION PT. 1 Notes on the life of ordinary CEO Mitsuru Kirijo:

The young CEO or head of Kirijo Group has fully embraced the life she was groomed for her entire life, as she is left with no other alternatives. 

Having no memory of the hardships she’s faced, the 20-year-old is happier than she’s ever been without her constant feelings of guilt and the pain of the tragic deaths of those close to her, although she still has her melancholic moments (you can’t magic away depression, sadly).

Her life as the head of a corporation isn’t perfect, however: she doesn’t feel safe being open about her sexuality in public. Not wanting to draw unwanted attention to herself, she prefers to slum it in gay bars on the weekends instead.

Mitsuru is also a university student who just finished the second year of her degree in economics. 

Your muse could be a friend, a fellow student, or maybe another woman she’s trying to flirt with at a bar. The choice is yours! I’m open to plotting.

[ofhotheads-blog]

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

[eyebrand]

@queenmitsurukirijo ♛ ( sc )

     “The Kirijo group?”

Lucina tilted her head, after the woman’s introduction of herself. Finding new allies and comrades was always something Lucina wished to do, and she had saw the chance with the redhaired woman before her. After some talking, the two had introduced herself, though Mitsuru’s introduction had left the Exalt with some questions.

     “… Oh! Is that like a company? The modern world is still something      I have not grasped completely, if I am to speak honestly. Are you the       ‘head’ of this company? I don’t even know if I am using that term right…”

[queenmitsurukirijo]

If nothing else, this strange city of Spirale has proved to be ripe with good natured individuals who seemed to have a strong sense of morality about them. The gorgeous young woman before her was certainly no exception; although the way she dressed was a bit strange to Mitsuru, it didn’t seem out of place here. 

However, the way Lucina said ‘modern world’ was something the redhead wasn’t prepared to hear. The woman would have doubted the truth of her words if her beautiful cerulean eyes hadn’t told her that she was truly speaking honestly.

What had Mitsuru gotten herself into?

“That’s right, I inherited it from my father. Sorry, I don’t mean to suddenly change the subject, but could you explain what you mean by ‘modern world’? You mean you’re from the past?”

[queenmitsurukirijo]

vereisten‌:

Her mind was already whirling with the myriad of incidents and reports that her department had tasked her with for the day. Opting to take a short breather outside the station right before she dived right back in, a young woman beckoned her attention. A woman whose air was easily identified by Winter, who was all too familiar with it. For she too, had similar mannerisms in her youth.

❝ Nice to meet you, I’m Winter Schnee. I’m the local bureau chief, and I wouldn’t mind helping you get accustomed to things here. ❞ She extends her gloved hand towards the other, a customary formal gesture. ❝ We can certainly chat in my office, if you don’t mind the busy chaos inside, that is. ❞

The snow-haired woman was more than happy to lend a hand when it came to welcoming new citizens to the island. It was a small part of her duties, but Winter saw its importance all the same.

Though Mitsuru appreciated Schnee’s help, the way she phrased that sentence set off some warning lights in the back of the young woman’s mind. Still, she would save her questions until they made it safely to the other woman’s office. With a small, genuine smile tugging at her lips, Mitsuru shook the hand the chief had extended to her. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Schnee. I would most certainly like to ask you a few questions, if you wouldn’t mind.”

Akihiko had expressed interest in pursuing law enforcement, the last time they had spoken. She couldn’t help being reminded of her friend now and hoping that he, too, hadn’t been dragged into this predicament. Her friends were ever on the forefront of her mind, and now was no exception.

Mitsuru let go of the woman’s hand finally and waited to follow her inside the station. It was strange how this place felt so much like a normal city, and yet she could clearly feel the presence of Artemisia stirring within her as if she were in the TV World. Something was going on here and it fell on her to get to the bottom of it.

[queenmitsurukirijo]

just dropping in to let everyone know i’m still alive! the holidays have wiped me out as i’m sure you all can relate. but i am now properly rested and i’ll be doing my best to get to starters and replies i still owe <3

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@heilengel

"...This must be a mistake." The red-haired young woman almost stammered, but she kept herself together as well as she could manage. This should have been something she planned for, but never in her life has her credit card been declined before. It was something she hardly thought about, money was never on her mind.

"There is no mistake, madam. Your card has been declined." The waiter replied sternly before unceremoniously pulling out a pair of scissors and snipping it in half. What an unusual situation in the life of a wealthy heiress to a corporation.

In this situation, one would work to pay off their bill, wouldn’t they? It was something she had seen in a film Minako had taken her to see, but that felt like a lifetime ago now. Just as she was considering this, a gorgeous older woman walked over. Had she overheard?

“Sorry if I’m disturbing your meal, I’ll take care of this as soon as possible.” Mitsuru addressed the blonde woman with a polite bow of her head. Really, it was her fault for having such expensive taste in wine.

[queenmitsurukirijo]

She’s not used to being unable to purchase property. How humbling.

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@aequalitenore

What ever this Spirale was, it seemed like a normal city...almost. There were certain things that were strange in the architecture but the people, the sounds, and the smells were all very familiar. Mitsuru had thought this city might have been something akin to the Dark Hour or the TV World in Inaba, but this was something else. And there was no telling how long she would be here. Everyone being keen on pointing out how impossible leaving the island was didn't bode well.

As she walked aimlessly down the street and considered her next course of action, something in her peripheral vision caught her attention. It was a boy with blue hair crossing the street and waving to catch her attention. Did he know her? He certainly didn’t look familiar, but he clearly didn’t look both ways before crossing the street.

“Look out!” The woman cried out, but her Evoker was already drawn and pressed to her temple. “Artemisia!” Mitsuru invoked the name of her persona as the Evoker went off, making Artemisia materialise between the teenager and the careless driver heading straight toward him. With a horrendous screech the vehicle is halted by the persona, which promptly dissipates now that her task has been carried out.

Mitsuru rushed over to the boy in concern. “What were you thinking?” She scolded him. Upon closer inspection, there was something...oddly familiar about him. She couldn’t help feeling like she knew him somehow, and yet she still didn’t recognise him or know his name.

“This might sound odd, but have we met? You seem to know me, yet I don’t know you at all. I’m getting a strange sense of deja vu.”

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@vereisten

Ever since she was a child, Mitsuru had known there were forces and realities beyond that of anything anyone would consider normal. Normal wasn't a world she was familiar with, but despite everything she moved ever onward; if not for her own sake, then for her friends. And for precisely this reason, the strange city around her did little to unnerve her. The why or how wasn't on her mind so much as the where and when.

Someone in this place had to have answers beyond what she could sense with Artemisia. The disciplined posture of a white-haired woman caught her eye, she was quite a sight to behold --a stunning beauty by all accounts which only added to the capable aura she exuded. It was something Mitsuru could appreciate, but now was a time more suited for action than admiration of feminine strength. 

“Pardon me,” The redhead began politely as she walked over to the other woman. “I’m Mitsuru Kirijo, head of the Kirijo Group. I was hoping you might be able to shed some light on my current situation.”

[queenmitsurukirijo]

My resolve is set!

give this post a like if you want a starter. the cap will be 3, with friends and castmates exempt.

[aequalitenore-blog]

Is that a wild Mitsuru-senpai????

[queenmitsurukirijo]

Tip: Being trapped in a city  in another dimension is no excuse to neglect studying.

[isolaradiale]

Here to send in an application for Mitsuru Kirijo from the Persona series!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Mitsuru!

You will be housed in HOUSE 123.

You will be able to summon your persona up to four times daily for ten minutes each use. During this time, you will only be able to cast bufu up to three times each. You will be given a wooden sword and your evoker.

– mod pleiades.

[nyamcattt]

ok officer kirijo

[pnkskyline]

to think that for a moment there aigis was actually 100% ready for mission: protect mitsuru-san’s undergarments at all costs