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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
Yosuke keeps saying that it wasn't like this before; before, it was just the storefront, the single chamber filled with bottles and crates and torn-up photographs. And man, he got pissed when Kanji picked up a piece -- hey, he was just looking for clues, damnit! Thinking maybe they missed something before, maybe there's something here they didn't pick up on the first time, like those wrenches Senpai found, or the second swirling portal tucked way in the back.
Yosuke claims that wasn't there before. Kanji knows he's probably right, but -- damnit!
They've been slogging through liquid for what feels like forever; it started out pooling round their ankles and just kept rising the higher they climbed, 'til it lapped over their shoes, then gradually rose to knee-level. Smells like booze, though he's got no clue what kind -- even a man's man wouldn't be stupid enough to take a sip of some swill Shadows have been swimming through. (That fox was swimming too when they found them; it just kinda glared at Senpai like it was somehow his fault. Didn't stop it from taking his money, though, and giving them those weird-ass leaves.)
And the walls are curved and shimmering like tinted glass -- first amber, then caramel, then dark, dark brown. Feels like they're trapped inside a bunch of damn bottles, and the fact they have to shatter every cracked doorway they find just adds to the illusion. And there's always more of the damn booze behind every broken portal, that spills out into the hall and splatters them. (Kanji's still not sure how he's gonna explain to Mom why his clothes smell so bad.)
And the fucking chill hanging heavy in the stale air isn't helping much, either. His pants are soaked through, plastered to his legs and riding up in really uncomfortable ways, and he keeps having to readjust 'em. Kinda awkward, that, even if everyone's got the same problem. Even Naoto, and he's really trying not to think about that.
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But he's kinda glad she's still willing to push on, 'cause her magic's proving super effective against lots of Shadows here, and though Senpai's been taking out his fair share -- they all have -- she's been their biggest asset. Senpai keeps passing her sodas -- her Mage's Mark isn't doing much for 'em -- and she just keeps drinking and drinking, like a friggin' bottomless pit, then giving Senpai back the cans to recycle and pressing forward.
When they finally reach The Big Fucking Door that always tells them Shit's Gonna Go Down Big-Time, Yosuke's doing worse than her -- quivering like a fucking leaf, all sweaty and shit. Senpai looks worried, then orders everyone out, and Kanji's all 'Oh, HELL NO.' 'Cause they've fought this far, they're already soaked and sweaty and primed for a fight, and he ain't leaving when--!
...But it's okay. Senpai just wants to get some more leaves from that fox. Gets everyone all healed up, hopped up on leaves and steak skewers, and when he tells Yosuke to sit tight and wait, he's all 'Oh, HELL NO!' Turns out he's ready to see this through to the end, too. Senpai kinda frowns and stares at Yosuke, sizing him up, then nods -- tells him he's not gonna be fighting with 'em, though, to just hang back and let them handle this.
So it's him, Senpai, Naoto and Yukiko heading in first, with Teddie and Chie and Yosuke right behind them, and he's pumped, he's ready to do this--!
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Not the fake, yellow-eyed Naoki -- beyond kicking his ass, Kanji doesn't give a shit about anything he does or says. No, all he cares about is the real Naoki -- who right now looks like a fucking doll, half-jammed in a bottleneck with the top half of his body just dangling out, all limp and still and making Kanji's heart leap, almost shudder to a stop. His focus narrows, the floor drops, the whole world falls away--
--But then Naoto's got him by the elbow, orders him to calm down -- Naoki's breathing. He's still breathing, still breathing, and he can see that now, that slow, shuddering rise and fall that stablizes the floor, lets him breathe again.
The fake's spouting the usual bullshit -- carrying on and on about how he's such a horrible person, everyone says so, that he's so cold and unfeeling and that he doesn't even care that his big sister's dead -- but it's not like Kanji needs any more incentive to kick its ass. Lying bastard. He's just watching Naoki, waiting for him to stir and say those magic words...
"You bastard!"
--Wait, what? That ain't Naoki -- he turns just in time to see fucking Yosuke charge the Shadow, just to get blown away by a gust of wind. Smacks right into the wall, splashes down spectacularly, and Kanji winces while Chie yells in shock -- sure, that was a dumbass move, but it's not like he doesn't get why. Standing here listening to that Shadow talk shit is so fucking annoying, and Naoki needs to hurry up and move, already! He glances back -- nope, still just breathing, still stuck in that half-frosted bottle -- damn it, Naoki...
...That ain't the fake Naoki laughing, is it?
No, that's nothing like any noise Naoki's ever made -- and when he turns round again, Yosuke's standing up and still lying in a pool of stinking booze, laughing in fucking waves, louder and louder, and his eyes are all glowy and...
Well. Shit.
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you have a way of just capturing emotions, its sublime.
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