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t he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The text to Morgan ended with a smiling emoticon. Perhaps, if he lied to himself enough, he would believe it, and become happy once again.

‘’I sincerely hope I helped you with your research into Persona, though I think it’s time for me to go. Do you need help? There is an awful lot of books here, and you cannot convince me you intend to carry all of them by yourself.’’ The stack was indeed, quite large, causing one to wonder how the boy managed to bring it here in the first place. ‘’Maybe I could even help myself to one of these magic books, for a bit of light reading before bed.’’

The look the boy gave his phone looked to be something of reminiscing. How he stared at the phone, he could only attempt to understand how he felt about being here. While he wasn’t the most.. expressive as Morgan noticed, but that kind of look did make him feel a bit bad about how he might have missed his friends and the like. But Morgan wasn’t an expert on people.. maybe it was just a loose thought he had with him.

When asked if he needed help with the books before him, Morgan shook his head with a smile on his face, not wanting to take more of Makoto’s day out like this, working on stacking the books properly to carry back for later. When he thought of a book on magic to read, Morgan quickly skimmed through the books he had, pulling it out and handing it to the boy with a smile on his face.

" I should be alright to carry all of these. It wasn’t too difficult the first time, it shouldn’t be too difficult the second. If you’ve somewhere to go I would hate to keep you, but here, you may have this as a gift! I’m not sure how much it will tell you given that I didn’t understand much from its contents, but perhaps it might suit you better.

It’s a bit on the long side and if you ever need help with it, feel free to call me whenever you’d like, I’ll do my best in helping you understand them. It never hurts, right? I’ll be sure to keep up my studies on Personas in the meantime. “

shsl-seal

Holding the book to his chest, in a way reminiscent of a certain Velvet Room attendant, Yuki saw his new friend off, waving his hand as the boy walked into the distance, almost crashing into a random passerby. Well, he was quite reassuring that he’d handle himself, so regardless if carrying those tomes would be an issue or not, Makoto had faith that Morgan would reach his home safely.

The blue-haired boy looked down at the present he jokingly received. Flipping through the pages, it was still mostly ineligible to the young man. But the importance of such a gift could not be downplayed. Instead, he took it as a personal challenge to decipher the contents and return to the brilliant mage with proof of understanding. A titanic task, but not one completely unachievable. Spending a few days in a row at the library before exams was tough but fun, so why wouldn’t this be?

Sighing, Yuki walked away from the bench, tome in hand, already thinking about his next encounter with Morgan.

#sanguinetactics #thread end

Through the Garden Wall // Closed Event

Order would be shsl-seal -> originalprotagonists -> lapislotus

Regrettably, he could perfectly well say that he had been in a similar situation before, but he didn’t quite remember it all that well, mostly because it was erased from his memory by a being of high power. Of course, once he’d made the ultimate sacrifice, any sort of tampering like that had been undone, but the damage was lasting. Still, being trapped in some sort of labyrinth with new companions at his side did in fact ring a bell, prompting long-lost memories to come flooding in, but in a sort of wishy-washy way, like how the waves of the sea crash on the beach, leaving it damp and soggy but not entirely full of water. The most important fact that returned to the blue-haired boy’s mind was that despite its indestructible and impressive-looking walls, the dungeons his group explored always had one flaw, an easily exploitable flaw, but almost an intentionally placed flaw.

Yuki continued errantly tapping against the thicket’s surface, the evident confusion on the faces of his exhausted allies turning into annoyance, and then immediately into amazement. ‘’Voila.’’ the young man muttered to himself, his right palm fully resting on a plate that had previously been hidden by the vines covering the walls of the maze. In front of him a path was opening up, the labyrinth itself churning slowly and quietly, as if a machine was grinding its gears, the reverberations echoing into the distance, revealing the size of the whole dungeon. ‘’Shall we go through, or do you want me to add this shortcut to our drawn map?’’ The blue-haired man asked, referring to the notebook he would occasionally scribble into between monster encounters. Since Fuuka was not here to assist as a navigator, he had to fall back to the old method of drawing your own map. It was nothing spectacular, but it did its job.

originalprotagonists

#ca event #thread #originalprotagonists #lapislotus #there #I finished it!

ibukitten

✸ Ghost Opera

ibukitten

[ ♬ ]—— “Drinkin’?” Ibuki pulls at her shirt again to let air in, still sweating a little from the efforts. Normally she would have had enough energy reserves to last hours dancing, but once emotional burdens heave on her shoulders, it’s like they’re draining her life force at once. Bothersome cannot even begin to describe how she feels about it, but it’s also part of life.

“Right then, you lead the way.” She heaves a breath, realizing her throat is getting dry, There are other topics to indulge in that aren’t about upsetting stuff. “Ibuki thinks she’ll get something with lots of ice in it.”

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‘’Ice coffee?’’ Yuki suggested, mulling over his experience working at a café, mentally preparing several types of drinks involving ice. Add milk, pour in ice cubes, a small drizzle of syrup, close and shake, pour into glass and arrange with extras like cookies. Maybe they food court in this mall offered something similar. ‘’Or are you not a fan of coffee drinks?’’

The pair walked out the doors of the arcade, about to head away to grab a bite, but Makoto stopped mid-step. How could he forget? It was part of Junpei’s basic training, the first time he’d taken Yuki to such a place. Excusing himself to the lady, he dashed backwards, returning a minute later with a stack of tickets. This was an arcade after all, and in those you earn tickets for playing the games. With enough tickets, you could cash them in and get a reward. Without hesitation, the blue-haired man put his winning on the counter, pushing them towards the woman working at the booth. ‘’I’d like to trade this in for that black-and-white bear plushie.’’

Without much ado, he thrust the reward into Ibuki’s confused self. It was the least he could do at this point. To reassure her, he spoke. ‘’It’s a present. From me to you. Please, take it.’’

#ibukitten

shinmegamitensei

foureyecrow

❝Thank you! ❞ Mikoshiba managed to mutter, though his giggles, the RedHead couldn’t understand why he was laughing… Maybe to play off the fact that he was flirting with a male that struck an uncanny resemblance to his best friend.. To…

❝KASHIMA!❞

The RedHead stopped laughing and stared at the other boy,

❝I have a friend that looks like you… SAME HAIR COLOR AND EVERYTHING! …. Except you’re actually a guy and…. Oh my, no wonder why I was practicing on you…. Sometimes me and my friend would casually practice scrips for her drama class…❞ The young man continued to point in his direction a dumbfounded expression plastered onto his white complexion.

After a couple seconds of pondering the RedHead finally finish off with his statement,

❝She had to beg me though.. ❞

shsl-seal

‘’Drama class? You’re quite capable. Why would this Kashima-san have to beg you, though? Don’t you enjoy acting?’’ The teenager pondered, having seen a fantastic performance first hand. Yuki had been offered the option to join his school’s drama club, but refused, opting for the art club instead. Painting was much more relaxing, and the atmosphere was way less tense than that of the drama club. Even so, he’d given some thought to the invitation, but it was mostly doubt in his own acting abilities that made him decline the offer.

‘’Oh well. At least now I guess I don’t have to wonder who you’re asking out on a date.’’

#maleheroine #are you going to get a boyfriend finally Mikoshiba?

arisato-makoto

#persona 3

apprisings-blog

"She definitely is! And honestly, I’m sure if she could blow a hole through my stomach she would have… I’ll have you know we have something of a truce right now. She doesn’t have the power to take me on as she is anyway."

Ryoji pouted. It was quite noticeable too! Of course, he knew these things about Aigis. He’d battled with her not once but twice before this, after all.

Nevertheless… The other’s response to him was both expected and unexpected. Perhaps Ryoji wished for the other to despise him… Even after everything. After seeing them fight as they did. The fact that Ryoji still existed in this form should be more than enough reason, right? The Appriser… Yes. Even like this, he could only bring this person despair.

And yet…

Ryoji blinked in surprise as the other spoke. A teasing grin formed before he’d laughed.

"That may just be it… I’m worried that I may discourage you! Who knows, maybe even Aigis will fall for my charms."

"I don’t want you to hate me if she does, you know!"

shsl-seal

‘’A truce? You don’t hit on her and she doesn’t hit you, repeatedly, over and over? Sounds like a good deal you’ve made. Keep up the good work’’ Yuki gave a thumbs up to his cunning friend, for succeeding in such difficult demon negotiations. Makoto himself could hardly ever achieve the same level of control over Aigis, despite her uncanny affections for the boy. Regardless of what he said, she insisted on staying in his room back at the dorm, just to watch him sleep. Thankfully, he’d managed to convince her that helping him dress himself in the morning is very much not necessary and that he could do it alone.

‘’Don’t push our luck, Ryoji. Pigs will fly before your charms work on someone like her. But I gotta say… she would definitely like it if you gave her your heart, figuratively and literally. So don’t let me keep you from trying. ‘’

#apprisings #ryouji I swear to god you are going to have to stop me #or I will continue making poor tasteless jokes about how Aigis would wreck you

noplanneeded

" Someone should spar with me’ , cause these fists are getting restless!I’ll try to play nice"No she wouldn’t.

shsl-seal

''I could be your opponent, I've done some training with Sanada-san. He's aiming to become a pro boxer, but he's still just a rookie at the moment. His punches really hurt, though.''

#noplanneeded

smalllady

sanguinetactics

" Well, I can be sure to tell you that if I were to see anymore of them, I would quickly recognize them from the picture! They all look to be uniquely individual to where I think I could tell them from a crowd. I’d be more than happy to tell them of your arrival here as well. " A nice thing for Morgan to do, but considering that the boy probably did want to see his friends, it was something easy he could accomplish.

After all, how long had he had been here? It would be fairly easy to say he was pining to meet with his friends just once more, and if they were here, meeting them would be nice. Well, at least he had one or two here he could speak with. That was at least a start along those lines.

" No, it’s my first time hearing the word senpai. However, it sounds like a word I should try and use more often from now on. After all, there’s a high number of people whom I have great respect for, and giving them suck a title I would think would be quite flattering, so I thank you for introducing me to it! Senpai.. " Morgan would mumble it back to himself, quite happy to learn about another new term such as this.

In his time, just being able to study up on and learn more about these terms and these languages was giving Morgan an interest in other worlds. So being able to just try a little bit of each culture he saw.. it made his life here a tad more interesting. Such thoughts were quickly interrupted when asked about his phone, nodding his head.

" Oh yes, I do have a phone! And I believe you can do that as well, of course. Hold on.. I have my particular individual number.. here! Now, please tell me your’s and I shall add you quickly! "

shsl-seal

The two boys passionately exchanged numbers, Makoto sending a quick text message to Morgan, in order to confirm the success of the operation. He gripped the plastic of his phone, staring at his reflection in the screen. It felt like it had been yesterday when Yukari had called, suggesting they check out the cinema together. Somehow, Koromaru’s helpless look had managed to convince the pair to take him as well, but sneaking a dog into the theater proved to be more challenging than expected. In the end, Yuki had pretended to be a blind man, with the white shiba inu being his seeing-eye dog, and Yukari the loving girlfriend. It took a lot of acting effort, and after coming out of the movie, the group decided to never do that again, Koro-chan unanimously joining in with a sad howl.

But now, the blue-haired boy was in an unknown city, with a much better phone, but the touchscreen could not make up for the fact that his contact list was almost empty, and that emptiness caused Yuki to be overcome with a feeling of dread. They were his friends, after all, but they weren’t here with him. Just as he had discovered the meaning of friendship, he had lost it all. A chance to start over was something to be happy about, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The text to Morgan ended with a smiling emoticon. Perhaps, if he lied to himself enough, he would believe it, and become happy once again.

#sanguinetactics #I am going to study magic and it is going to make me fall asleep and snore #I promise you

heavenlyglutton

shsl-seal

heavenlyglutton

One thing that always helped Toriko think of the fall months. Gourds, apples and other fruits like and vegetables like that. While undoubtedly a meat eater, some things were only fresh during certain parts of the year while meat was typically good all around, and mostly depended on age. With apples having a nice sweetness this time around, Toriko would find himself in a healthy orchard of some, placing a hand gently against its bark.

" Alright.. lets see. I think four bags worth should be good..! " And by four bags, he meant four large garbage bags. Reeling in his tremendously large arm, it would only take a soft enough punch to shake the tree of all of its ripe, fruity contents, quickly dropping them all to the ground at once.

shsl-seal

…Did that large man just punch a tree? Makoto paused his walk to stare in reluctant awe as the fruit that was on the branches only a few moments ago now lay on the ground. Arguably not the weirdest sight in town, but it was enough to grab the young man’s attention. The fresh scent of apples lingered in the air, and the teenager was drawn closer to the scene, resisting his urges to just grab an apple and begin nibbling on its sweet flesh.

He just stood there in total silence, the muffled sound of music coming out of the headphones that dangled dangerous in front of his chest. Yuki took a deep breath, and considered voicing his concerns, but to him, it was almost some sort of ritual to never speak up first. It had been there since his childhood, when he was taught not to spoke unless addressed, and had simply grown into a habit of his. Nobody bothered him unless they wanted to talk, which was something he was happy to do so, and the boy was thus constrained to his own little world of quiet, further closed away from everyone else with the help of the music player his grandmother gifted him for his birthday. Thus, the blue-haired boy waited for to be noticed by the man, in possible futility, judging by how engrossed that man was in the act of gathering the fallen fruit.

#heavenlyglutton #Notice me senpai

ibukitten

✸ Ghost Opera

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[ ♬ ]—— “Er…” That’s unexpected, so much she finds herself at loss for words. She drops her eyes on reflex and plays with the rim of her shirt as an excuse to take her time and think of a response. The situation is annoying enough, yes, but she can deal with it. Even better, if Minato could come back and the both of them stuck around, that would be real swell. Though she’s sure there will be some awkward identity crisis before they could get along.

“It’s okay— like, it’s not your fault,” She says while shrugging her shoulders, stepping further away from the chaos generated by the new players vigorously duking it out on the DDR platform. His comment about their game lays a divertion from the moment and turns her gaze back to him.

“Hmmmm… sure! Ibuki could actually play better than this. Maybe another time?” Her heart isn’t clear from those emotions and she doesn’t feel like rushing herself into another game if she’s going to lack focus and lose again. “We could do something less exhausting in the meantime.”

shsl-seal

Flicking his fringe away, the boy reluctantly smiles. He’s decided to drop the issue altogether, as it clearly inconvenienced the girl. So what if he wasn’t her old friend? He could still be her new friend. That did not matter at all. She deserved more friends, everyone did! Just like little Yuki, who spent all his time shying away from the other kids, an outlier whom they all avoided, but all of that had changed as soon as he’d transferred high schools and joined SEES. From the moment he held that gun in his open palm, Makoto’s relationships steadily improved. He finally had friends to call his own. And he wouldn’t wish the pain of losing them all to happen to anyone else. So for his sake and hers, he would do his best to make Ibuki happy.

‘’Another time? Sure. Would you like to get a drink, then? Replenishing your body’s reserves after a difficult workout is important, Akihiko-senpai used to say. Plus, I do have this odd craving for a strawberry milkshake…’’

#ibukitten #yeah let's go get milkshakes