[Walking into the store looking well, MORE pale than usual there is Elizabeth, occasionally dabbing her forehead with a wash cloth and looking like she's running a major fever, but peering through the records]
"There is a tune from times yet to come that I was searching for...."
[The tune is a fairly happy 50's pop song, or would be if Yosuke didn't keep intentionally scratching it like a madman before removing the needle entirely]
Oh, right. So that's how it is. You walk in here demanding a song that doesn't even exist yet, and I just have to drop everything to find it for you!
[His voice is barely a whisper, his entire body shaking slightly as memories come flooding in. Memories of home, of working, of Saki-senpai and the case, of Nanako-chan and the darkest months of all their lives. How could he forget. How could he ever forget, or take them so lightly, or for a moment hesitate about going home.
Anger turns to sorrow in a second as he fights the tears welling up in his eyes, the song coming out raggedly]
August 19, 2-C, comic book shopdemonoathsAugust 18 2011, 12:49:08 UTC
[Oh, look, it's Mao.
He looks pretty steamed over the stuff he did just last Tuesday, which was downright embarrassing and certainly won't win him any points in the Overlord department.
Probably why he's hunkered down in that corner reading comic books. Unread ones are in a pile beside him, and boy is that pile big.]
[As Yosuke stumbles into the comic shop, he seems fairly inconspicuous at first, aside from the fact that he's stumbling around the shop and giggling madly like a drunk. Still, he seems to at least grasp where he glances over at a cover, decides he is a hero and can in fact fly, then holds his arms out as he goes WHOOOOOOOOOSH around the store.
When he gets near Mao, he stops and looks him over - but it's not the right white haired boy he's seeing sitting there with a huge stack of comics.]
Kanji?
You... you're not reading those gay comics, are you? And like, getting turned on here in the store?
[Mao looks up from the comic book he's currently reading and immediately reins in a spit-take. What kind of idiot pretends he's flying in a public place?]
I'm not Kanji! And these comics aren't gay either.
[It's not pretending. He IS flying! Also his eyes are incredibly unfocused]
Oh! You're not Kanji? Are you his evil twin from another dimension who is the opposite of him in every way so since he would read gay comics you're reading all the straight stuff?
[He gasps for breath at the end of that particularly long sentence, then cackles like mad]
1B; [ Action ] - 947 Beulah, around lunchtimeinababanchouAugust 18 2011, 18:44:36 UTC
[ Souji opens the door to the front letting himself in. ]
Please excuse me...
[ He says out of habit, nonchalant, stepping into Yosuke's home. He has a backpack slung over his shoulder, and when he steps into the living room he freezes. ]
Yosuke!
[ Kikuri-Hime materializes from behind Souji and bestows all sorts of healing goodness from a fully powered Diarahan spell. All that ails Yosuke is purged from his body, and all the cuts, wounds and scratches heal instantly. The grievous pain subsides immediately too. ]
[His head snaps towards Souji as he hears his name - a bad move that triggers another coughing fit, his blood covered hands going up to cover his mouth once more. Thankfully Souji's got the tools for the job, and Yosuke is bathed in the glow of a Dia spell.
Oh god Dia spells. He didn't know how much he missed them.
The pain, the cuts, the mouth constantly pooling with blood - all gone, and in an instant. Sure his hands are still covered in the stuff but he'll take what he can get as he looks over at his partner fighting the tears welling up in his eyes]
[He takes a few moments to calm himself down, breathing deeply as he glances at the room around him. That's a lot of blood he's coughed up everywhere - and his hands are covered, too. Cleaning this is going to be just awesome, but at least he'll be alive to do it]
I forget, do your personas know any skills that clean? Because I'm not looking forward to scrubbing the carpet.
4-A I wanted to tag so many of these prompts... ^^;pretty_bearAugust 19 2011, 17:45:42 UTC
Y- Yosuke?
[Teddie's first week in Mayfield has been kind of... hectic. After what happened when he drank the milk, and after hearing about the things that were happening to everyone else, he wasn't about to try that again. But then Rin-chan had done it. And she had suffered. And now Yosuke had been taking the full burden on himself. All because Teddie was too much of a coward to face a little poisoned milk.]
Are you okay...?
He regrets asking immediately, because even he knows that's a stupid question.]
I won't complain if you want to tag another =DprinceofjunesAugust 19 2011, 20:28:54 UTC
[Dammit. That's what he gets for crying on the table. He hadn't wanted them to see him like this, hadn't wanted them to see how hard it was to keep this up. But it wasn't like he could hide it forever. He lifts his head, wiping away some of the tears with the back of his sleeve]
Well, as she gets closer, she overhears what he's saying. Damn it bro, you drank the same milk Teddie did, didn't you? Dealing with Teddie was a pain in the ass. So she decides to just. Kick him out while playing along.
Literally. She dashes over, jumps, and tries to kick him.]
[In his right mind, Yosuke would be able to dodge the attack. But then, in his right mind, he also wouldn't be bucking up against her roadroller like some perverse construction equipment enthusiast.
WHAM!
She connects solidly and he goes tumbling to the ground, laughing all the while even as his body takes a beating from the fall and rolling on the ground]
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"There is a tune from times yet to come that I was searching for...."
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Oh, right. So that's how it is. You walk in here demanding a song that doesn't even exist yet, and I just have to drop everything to find it for you!
Alright, princess. What song.
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"Every day's great at your... Something..."
[She ponders]
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[His voice is barely a whisper, his entire body shaking slightly as memories come flooding in. Memories of home, of working, of Saki-senpai and the case, of Nanako-chan and the darkest months of all their lives. How could he forget. How could he ever forget, or take them so lightly, or for a moment hesitate about going home.
Anger turns to sorrow in a second as he fights the tears welling up in his eyes, the song coming out raggedly]
E-every day's great... at... y-your Junes...
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He looks pretty steamed over the stuff he did just last Tuesday, which was downright embarrassing and certainly won't win him any points in the Overlord department.
Probably why he's hunkered down in that corner reading comic books. Unread ones are in a pile beside him, and boy is that pile big.]
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When he gets near Mao, he stops and looks him over - but it's not the right white haired boy he's seeing sitting there with a huge stack of comics.]
Kanji?
You... you're not reading those gay comics, are you? And like, getting turned on here in the store?
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I'm not Kanji! And these comics aren't gay either.
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Oh! You're not Kanji? Are you his evil twin from another dimension who is the opposite of him in every way so since he would read gay comics you're reading all the straight stuff?
[He gasps for breath at the end of that particularly long sentence, then cackles like mad]
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Please excuse me...
[ He says out of habit, nonchalant, stepping into Yosuke's home. He has a backpack slung over his shoulder, and when he steps into the living room he freezes. ]
Yosuke!
[ Kikuri-Hime materializes from behind Souji and bestows all sorts of healing goodness from a fully powered Diarahan spell. All that ails Yosuke is purged from his body, and all the cuts, wounds and scratches heal instantly. The grievous pain subsides immediately too. ]
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Oh god Dia spells. He didn't know how much he missed them.
The pain, the cuts, the mouth constantly pooling with blood - all gone, and in an instant. Sure his hands are still covered in the stuff but he'll take what he can get as he looks over at his partner fighting the tears welling up in his eyes]
So... how many times have you saved my life now?
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I'm still trying to catch up to you...
[ He comes inside. ]
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[He takes a few moments to calm himself down, breathing deeply as he glances at the room around him. That's a lot of blood he's coughed up everywhere - and his hands are covered, too. Cleaning this is going to be just awesome, but at least he'll be alive to do it]
I forget, do your personas know any skills that clean? Because I'm not looking forward to scrubbing the carpet.
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[Teddie's first week in Mayfield has been kind of... hectic. After what happened when he drank the milk, and after hearing about the things that were happening to everyone else, he wasn't about to try that again. But then Rin-chan had done it. And she had suffered. And now Yosuke had been taking the full burden on himself. All because Teddie was too much of a coward to face a little poisoned milk.]
Are you okay...?
He regrets asking immediately, because even he knows that's a stupid question.]
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Y-yeah... sorry you [sniffle] saw ths, Ted...
Just... just a long week.
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I'm the one who should apologize. After what happened, I was scared to drink it myself. And then Rin-chan... and you...
..................
I'm sorry....
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[His voice is more forceful than he even expected himself, but he looks over at Ted with his last bit of courage gleaming behind those bloodshot eyes]
No one made me do this but me. And even if you wanted to drink the stuff, I wouldn't let you.
I'm not about to let you guys suffer when I can stop it, so don't even think of blaming yourself, Teddie.
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The fuck
are you doing
with her roadroller.
Well, as she gets closer, she overhears what he's saying. Damn it bro, you drank the same milk Teddie did, didn't you? Dealing with Teddie was a pain in the ass. So she decides to just. Kick him out while playing along.
Literally. She dashes over, jumps, and tries to kick him.]
Moooooo! ♪
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WHAM!
She connects solidly and he goes tumbling to the ground, laughing all the while even as his body takes a beating from the fall and rolling on the ground]
That was a low flying plane... woooo...
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Dumbass... ♪
[for one thing, she can't believe he drank the milk again since apparently it had razor blades yesterday. The one thing worse than spiders!!]
I'm taking this somewhere else so you don't do anything weird to it. ♪
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