Persona Magical Burst: Stop Breaking Into Lynn's House!

[miscmuses]

What a ridiculous day this has been. Even for Lynn.

She brought Uncle Remington upstairs to help wash his face. The pepper spray was still lingering and after the nightmare fiasco Jane pulled, he was tired and drained. At first, he was still asking about what happened with all the windows and glass inside the house (and the neighborhood, for that

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He has yet to meet a Persona-user. This must be remedied.

[warriorscribe]

This is not the ledge he'd fallen from, nor is it anywhere near. In fact, this place isn't familiar in the slightest! What a time for Lucifel's powers to go haywire.

Worse yet, even though he doesn't recognize many objects here, beds haven't changed too much. It's pretty obvious he's just inadvertently invaded someone's home.

Someone who is apparently already unhappy. And, if her attire is anything to go by, this is either in the Tower or the future. Judging by the lack of angels nearby, probably the latter. Lucifel will probably find him soon enough, but not in time to stop this encounter.

[warriorscribe]

That's certainly an odd thing to do with it, but he'll deposit what he's got in there. He can't hurt himself, after all, unless it winds up inside him somehow. But how is that going to happen, seriously?

[miscmuses]

Still, she doesn't know that. But she nods and walks to...what looks like another room. There's the opening of...ah, she apparently dumped it somewhere in there. Probably somewhere safe. Apparently that thing was used so she didn't have to touch it with her bare hands.

Anyway, that area sounds like it closed, which is followed by the sound of something else being opened.

"Oh, God dammit!"

GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE GLASSWARE.

YAY.

[warriorscribe]

Well he figured it would be swept out somewhere and then gathered up and moved. Clear the living space first and all.

He follows the sound of her voice and just...stares. How much glass does one household own? And how did it all break at once, when nothing else seems harmed?

[miscmuses]

That last question is a mystery that only Lynn knows. Kind of the same reason why she can randomly blot out the sun.

She stands next to the cupboard with a look on her face that's a mix between looking defeated and like she wants to cry.

[warriorscribe]

...Well, damn it. He can't just stand there while someone has that look on their face. He heads over to put a hand on her shoulder.

[miscmuses]

That snaps her out of her shocked daze really quick.

"Ah!" Lynn jumps back at the touch and looks at him like a startled kitten. That startled the utter shit out of her, Jesus. "...Oh, uh." Her objection dies in her throat because that probably wasn't meant to hurt her, so she just shakes her head in embarrassment before reaching into the cupboard for plastic glasses.

[warriorscribe]

Enoch jerks his hand back, not realizing how dazed she was. "I'm sorry." Which she won't understand, of course.

And then his attention is drawn to the whole, certainly not-glass glass.

[miscmuses]

That's okay, she probably got the general gist of it. She also notices where he's looking at holds it up, smiling a little.

"Plastic." Dinosaurs and plant matter died millions of years ago to make the production of this little cup possible. Super fucked up if one thinks about it too hard. Made from the dead. Hmmn.

Anyway, she turns on the faucet to get the both of them some water. Hooray.

[warriorscribe]

Oh wow. Indoor plumbing is actually something Lucifel told him about one day on the search! He just never thought he'd see it in action.

He's looking at the water flowing from the faucet not only in wonder, but a bit knowingly as well, if Lynn is good at reading faces. Azazel is right about one thing - humans do have incredible potential.

All the more reason to watch them find it on their own.

[miscmuses]

Well she sees him staring at the faucet in utter amazement, yes. Which is a little...creepy. He's not...he's not really from Biblical times, is he?

She turns the faucet off. Then on.

Then off.

On, off.

Like she clearly noticed it caught Enoch's attention.

[warriorscribe]

Okay. Enoch is used to being messed with in a snarky, lightly patronizing sort of way. He chuckles.

[miscmuses]

Welcome to the wonderful world of American Teenagers.

Now that that's settled, she hands him his water. He's being a really good sport about all this.

[warriorscribe]

Well that's because he's used to it.

"Thank you." Again, something she'll have to figure from context.

He examines the glass's properties for a moment before he drinks. Plastic, huh?

[miscmuses]

Yeah, plastic. Somehow even weirder than glass.

"Mmn." Lynn just nods at him while she drinks too. What an odd day. For a little bit, she just stands there with her eyes closed, like she fell asleep standing up, when suddenly a loud ringing sound rings through the house, startling her.

"...Crap." It actually sounds a lot like the thing Lucifel has, but louder. Lynn rolls her eyes and goes to where it's coming from. "Hello?" Pause. "Ah, hi Miss Theron."

Suddenly Lynn sounds less annoyed and more like the perfect picture of female sweetness. A transformation for the ages.

[warriorscribe]

Enoch follows and- what in the world...? Well now Enoch just feels kind of...weird. He's come to associate that sort of device with a direct divine connection, and...

...and this is just too strange. He'll need more than a second to get over this.

Good thing he hasn't dropped his water. Even though it looked like there was plenty wherever the pipes were taking it from, Enoch still would feel terrible for wasting water.