#resentant

[oracleabuser]

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[gungniring]

THIRD PARTY

     Tap, tap, tap. She waits with all the time in the world for this conversation, a simple thing in theory; Ikusaba is no conversationalist or diplomat, but it is by Sonia Nevermind’s insistence she’s here to speak with a complete stranger - though he’s hardly new, and he seems to have a strong connection to the other Hope’s Peak student, and it’s through this that the soldier reminds herself of her point of being here.

     That is, to convince this Hanamura kid to ally himself with both herself and his... girlfriend? But he answers the door before she can think to turn back and ditch, the girl sucking in all the bravery within her chest to enforce her ideas to someone she has no current standing with.

     “Yosuke Hanamura...? Please forgive me, uh... I’ve been directed by Princess Nevermind to speak with you, if you would spare me the time,” she states placidly, stepping through the doorway of the princess’ home without wasting another moment; already acquainted with this home, the map of it has long since been memorized, and she takes to the familiar kitchen to sit down, all the while speaking. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, as we both have good intentions. This will benefit the both of us, I think you might be interested...?”

[hellaroyal]

       "Yosuke!"

       "I know you are strong and that you are going to do what is right for your friends, but please do be careful--!"

[tomboyishpride]

resentant

Rei-chan, Zen-kun, Rise-chan, Adachi, Kirijo-san, Shadow Naoto, Sho-kun, Shinjiro-san, Ken-kun...

She was both pleasantly surprised and a little pissed off to see so many people she knew here. Yeah on one side she wouldn't be alone, which was cool and all, but it just meant that they had all been kidnapped just like she had and couldn't leave this dumb city. It was frustrating because it wasn't like it had been before, there was nothing to solve, no way to make this 'better' they knew who had taken them and it was like there was nothing they could do about it. They'd get away with this and could keep them here forever if they pleased and keep taking people, and who knows maybe that was their plan all along.... Just the thought made her angrier to the point where she was literally stomping down the street consumed in her own little world.

Until she literally rammed into someone as they were passing by, she didn't have the patience to deal with that right now and for the sake of feeling better she lashed out at the person.

"Hey! Why don't you watch where you're--......"

"Yosuke?"

[detectiveahoge]

What's Better Than Guys Being Dudes || closed; resentant

It had been a while since he'd seen Yosuke around, hadn't it? In fact he hadn't really seen him since he hit his junk on that bike rack and Yosuke had watched him fall to the ground in pain. Turns out the guy was an expert in pain relief, must get into a lot of trouble.

He checked his watch, sitting at the food court in the mall with a drink in hand, he reclined into his booth, putting his feet up on the chair directly across the table from him. Where was this guy? He couldn't be too particularly hard on him he guessed, they hadn't seen each other in so long, after all.

Looking down, he messed around on his phone a bit while he waited, entertaining himself with small games.

[wheelofmisfortunes-blog]

resentant is being deceived...

[☢] Oh...this is beautiful. Always a treat to see her beloved friends. After all, are her host's friends also not her own? The Shadow ponders removing her lab coat, maybe acquiring the air of her host...yes, the Child whispers excitedly. That'd be so much fun! The Shadow's split personality disagrees, but the Child wins out, in the end. 

The labcoat's discarded in a cloud of purple smog--it's not a facade she expects to keep up long, but why not? The Shadow doesn't lie. She's not lying to him. Naoto Shirogane is her after all. She's merely saying what her other self would utter...more or less.

"Senpai," says the Shadow, offering a nod to the other, hand on hip as she approaches.

"I see you've made it to the city as well. I can't confess to being surprised, but I'm glad to see you. Are you all right?"

[hellaroyal]

       A strange, familiar feeling washes over her as she makes her way down the streets of Sector Six. She's been gone for nearly an entire year, yet her home is still here, still waiting for her. It's not just for her, though, and she knows that. She knows it's a home built for two, meant for two, and being back in Hive City only makes her memories more vivid-- as vivid as his eyes, as his smile.

       The princess slips a hand into the a pocket of her coat and grips tightly onto the key, appropriately engraved with a scripted Y. She never got to give it to him. Their efforts, the challenge, makes her feel hollow and fruitless. They'd gone through so much together-- both blissful and tragic. They deserved their chance at real, true happiness, and it never came. They'd been pulled apart for whatever reason.

       She stops on a street corner, pressing her free hand against her abdomen. Her eyes flutter closed and she can't bare to be here knowing their relationship was doomed from the start. She refuses to believe such a thing. What they had, what she felt; it was all so incredibly real. It's still real. She'd go to the ends of the earth to prove it; but she knows there's little she can do if he's not here.

       If he's not here, she'd press onward and treasure the time they did have that wasn't shrouded in anguish due to the scientists. She'd wait for him, she'd save herself for him, and never lose that faith, that feeling, that they are meant for one another. If he is here, she wonders how he'd ever forgive her, if he even remembers her the way she remembers him. The thought of his rejection is devastating-- more so than being without him for an entire year. She can't even fathom what she would do, how she would go on.

       People brush by her hurriedly and the sensations knock her from her train of thought. She's far enough from her neighborhood now that the streets are far busier, bordering on the ever so hectic fifth sector. She's not even sure what the point of her walk in the January air was when she left her house. Perhaps it was to escape that emptiness; which seems to only follow her.

       Looking up from the pavement, she comes to a halt as the 'WALK' sign on a traffic light begins to flash red, alerting pedestrians to stop. A sigh escapes her as her eyes scan the intersection, that same breath catching in her throat as her gaze falls upon an all too familiar young man. 

       "Impossible," she whispers, heart fluttering before beginning to erratically pound in her chest as she mentally confirms that who she's looking at is--

       Recklessly, she tears by the crowds, pushing and shoving her way across a crowded street, into oncoming traffic like an utter fool. She tries yelling his name, but it fails to come out of her mouth. If it does, it's masked by the symphony of car horns and brakes as she swiftly manages a few near-misses. Adrenaline is all she's running on at this point as losing sight of him would result in her trying to find a hair in a haystack, or something like that.

       It's not until she's on his side of the street that she manages to hear herself crying out his name, the tears uncontrollably now streaming down her face as she tries to catch her breath. 

       "Yosuke--! Yosuke! Please tell me this is not a dream!"

resentant

[manipulativevixen]

✧ !!!

Medusa Gorgon- Soul Eater

"More humans to study. How very interesting." There is no doubt one would be foolish enough to do her own bidding to gain as much power as they dream to have. The snake laying eyes on her prey, to trap her victim in a game of cat and mouse. Or should it be, snake and mouse.