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It has recently come to our attention that many of our guests have not been focusing on their health and wellness. In an effort to encourage healthy living and help our beloved guests get in shape, a grand sports festival will be held in the Golden Peacock. This sports festival will include many small games and four large games.
Prior to the festival, guests will have the opportunity to train and prepare for the games with our expert coaches.
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BEAK
MEET THE TEAM
♦ DIAMONDS GAME ♦
OMEGADOME: HUNTING GAME
A cheerful pair of game managers stand outside the conservatory doors and block all guests that try to enter. They quickly explain that a special Diamonds game is taking place inside and only guests that agree to participate may enter. This game is a physical exercise that riffs on "Hunting", which is a popular sport in many different countries and civilizations. Of course, it is one hundred percent safe, and all guests that play are eligible to win massive chip prizes, store vouchers, fabulous prizes, and more.
Details about the game? Those can't be shared outside of the conservatory. Only the brave and those willing to risks will reap the benefits of this Diamonds game. So step right up, dear guests, and sign this waiver before stepping into the flourishing beauty of the conservatory for a brand new adventure.
♥ HEARTS GAME ♥
DOUBLES' THERMO: SURVIVAL GAME
Chickadees is sparing no expense on advertising their e-sport games over the course of the sports festival. Posters, notifications, stickers, fliers! Come one, come all. Sports don't need to be physical. Guests that duck into the arcade will find a variety of e-sport games to enjoy, but the real showstopper that every single employee is aggressively promoting is the new immersive VR game, DOUBLES' THERMO.
A large swath of egg-shaped pods have been installed in the back half of Chickadees. Any guest that shows an iota of interest will be assaulted by employees encouraging them to give it a try. They will offer vouchers for a free session, encourage with mentions of prizes that can be won from the arcade's coveted prize wall, and persuade by praising how high tech and immersive the experience is. Some employees are desperate enough to trick or push guests into the pods if they aren't willing to go in themselves.
However they've ended up inside the VR egg, guests will find themselves submerged in strange fluid as the lid closes. Everything fades away into darkness as the game loads...
♣ CLUBS GAME ♣
QUACK AND COVER: SHOOTING GAME
Cloaca & Dagger has temporarily outfitted itself as a neon-bright paintball course. Gone are the wild sex setups in exchange for series of obstacles and obstructions for guests to navigate while in pursuit of paintball championship. This high intensity game of strategy and physical fitness promises to exhilarate! Welcome to Quack and Cover, a game where your shooting skills and ingenuity will be put to the test.
So say the game managers at the door before following up with a few disclaimers. Cloaca & Dagger is not responsible for any physical or psychological trauma guests may incur while inside. Guests that join the game will then be outfitted in tight black underarmor and supplied with a paintball gun and protective mask before being let loose on the course.
♠ SPADES GAME ♠
PECKING ORDER: MMA GAME
During night hours, many long-standing guests make their way through Talon toward the gym’s creaky basement stairs. Three floors down and then through a desolate hallway with littered with abandoned equipment. Double doors wait at the end, unassuming until they’ve been opened…
Flashing lights, jeers, and the thick odor of sweat. You’ve found the Pecking Order, a late-night mixed martial arts event where guests show their prowess in the ring. Spectating guests shout and messily eat snacks on make-shift bleachers while fighters clash inches away, using only their bodies to fight for dominance and win. Pecking Order is very informal; guests only need to sign up in order to get added to the docket. Anyone can watch, though they will be vaguely warned at the door that even spectating comes with risks.
LOCKER ROOMS
YOU WASH MY BACK, I'LL WASH YOURS
Every training and game location has a door labeled LOCKER ROOM right outside the entrance. These doors all connect to the same massive locker room. The magic of these locker room doors goes one way. Trying to go back to the place you just were by backtracking will not work — you’ll just end up in Beak! All guests will be advised to finish their games before hitting the showers.
The Golden Peacock is proud to present our upgraded and extended locker room. Please come in and enjoy the facilities, catch-up with your teammates, and enjoy some healthy drinks provided by our favorite resort convenience store, Cock-a-doodle-doo’s!
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[ So there were others out there. Had their assignments taken place side by side, separated across space and time?
The Seal truly works in strangest of ways. It's the only explanation. Minato must be here for a specific purpose. Why shouldn't the same be said for Akira? ]
I was.
[ Not anymore though. That's a life he'd already chosen to leave behind. And yet, it seems that very same life continues to haunt him even now.
Minato gazes back at Akira. The Velvet Room's influence -- it feels stronger in comparison to his own. Perhaps this is a wild card who hasn't yet completed all that laid in his future. He still had time.
He rises from the stream to wipe sweat from his brow. So there were more of them out there.
...why? Had the Velvet Room sought out a new guest as a novel danger arose? ]
[fate and destiny have a funny way of tying together the people who complement each other the most. not that Akira believes in such abstract concepts; he prefers to be the one deciding the course of his own life, thank you very much. but. . . that doesn't mean he is safe from the whims of the Velvet Room, and the way it guides his own Journey through life]
[he imagines this is one such instance. he imagines. . . his meeting with Yu had been something similar]
"Not anymore?"
[hm. that's one way to put it, and Akira frowns as he watches Minato stand. it's true that he feels more than just the Fool when he looks at his fellow Wild Card. it's another arcana entirely. something. . . similar to the World, but also. . . far more powerful]
[a power that he can't quite comprehend]
Ah. . . does that mean your Journey has ended?
[Akira's has, too. though that doesn't mean he isn't still a Wild Card]
[ Minato, on the other hand, maintains a more balanced approach towards fate and agency. Fate, destiny: such things were inescapable. But surely humans at least had the ability to choose how they'd steer the course of their life towards that end? ]
Mhm.
[ And thus, Minato had done the same, grasping onto that fate with his very own hands beneath a that final full moon. It's why, as he looks to Akira, he can wear such a serene smile. Ethereal, even, as though he might not be a person at all -- a ghost, a figment of Akira's imagination. ]
That end brought me here though. ...so maybe I have unfinished business after all.
[ Why else would the Seal have released his soul to this place? Even if it was a bit of an eccentric location, there must be a purpose behind his stay? ]
[Akira doesn't know why, but there is something about that smile that sends a shiver down his spine. it feels so ephemeral. . . like it might vanish if he blinks for even just one second. maybe that's why he can't look away, gray eyes locked with gray as his mouth falls slightly open, then shuts again rapidly with a small click]
[he is not one to be immediately taken by strangers. and yet, that smile, ghostly and pale and wan, is the most precious thing he has seen in a very long time. something to be. . . protected. cherished, even]
[something rare and valuable, worth more than a million of the stars in the sky and the moon along with it]
[he hastily looks away]
. . . yeah. Maybe.
[whew!! what the fuck was that, Akira??]
And there's no reason why we can’t finish it together, right?
[ If Minato notices Akira's look of wonder, he doesn't comment on it at all. Instead, his expression shifts to one more pensive as he nods in agreement. Perhaps that's why he'd been plucked from the Seal, to accomplish something at another wild card's side. ]
We'll have to find a way out of this game first.
[ One step at a time...! They haven't found any shelter. Or food, for that matter. Can't solve the mysteries of the universe if you die in a VR game first. Maybe shelter would be the easier of the two to locate, considering one of the alleged guys would likely be easier to spot compared to potential food.
...although -- ]
Did you actually come across coconuts on your way here?
[ Minato hasn't forgotten his partner's comment. Cannibalism or not, those coconuts could be a valuable source of food! ]
[ Between the two of them, they could probably carry enough coconuts to tide them over for the rest of the day. And then after that, they'd need to find a new food source. ...unless coconuts respawned overnight in this VR game? ]
...and while we walk, tell me what's with that mask you're wearing.
[ Among the rest of Akira's getup, but the mask in particular is what draws Minato's attention. ]
[. . . good question. do coconuts respawn in VR survival settings? the thought certainly has not occurred to Akira. the island is realistic enough that he doesn't even consider the possibility that this place might operate via video game mechanics]
[he is a great fisherman, though!! they'll at least have that as an option when they're feeling the need for protein]
Hn? Ah— right. The mask.
[he starts making his way south (what. . . he believes is south), picking his way through island foliage as he drops the mask to shade his features with wagging brows]
[ Surely the game wouldn't allow them to starve to death? That seems counterproductive. ]
Hm...
[ Minato glances over at his company, inspecting the pristine mask. The entirety of Akira's outfit looks like a partial costume; the mask probably came with it. ]
Maybe not mysterious, but you'd probably look cool enough with the rest of your outfit.
[ For starters, he's missing his shoes... ]
...is it special?
[ Didn't all players show up to the game dressed in an "emotionally relevant" outfit, or something like that? Granted, without his blazer, Minato probably looks like he's wearing fairly ordinary clothes. ]
"A Persona is the mask one wears to face the hardships of society."
[the way Akira says that. . . it is almost like he is quoting someone word-for-word. he gives the edges of his mask a gentle tap, before tracing the lines with red-clad fingers, his grin widening]
You could say this is a physical manifestation of my power.
[and a fun accessory that truly makes him feel like a thief]
[. . .]
[and speaking of—]
You're right, though; it's way better with the rest of the outfit.
I just didn't want to melt.
[as Minato will see eventually, that black leather jacket is HEAVY]
[ A familiar phrase: reassuring, in this unfamiliar phrase. Minato hums to acknowledge it while continuing to study the mask. The thought of running around and slaying Shadows while dressed in an outfit to match it though -- that's veering a little into absurdist territory for him.
...then again, SEES started on a pseudo-shoestring budget, left fighting for their lives through Tartarus in their school uniforms. Maybe they were the exception and not the rule. ]
I had to ditch part of mine too.
[ Nothing as severe as what Akira probably left behind, he figures. ]
It was just the blazer to my old school uniform though.
[ It makes complete sense that he'd landed here in it. It makes complete sense that his "emotionally significant" attire would be the one he'd worn while keeping his Graduation Day promise. But from an outsider's perspective, perhaps it's a little odd that a school uniform would have such sentimental value to someone. ]
[no no. Akira's group is the exception, not the rule. please make fun of them and their silly outfits]
[but anyway!! to Akira, there is nothing strange about a school uniform being considered an emotionally significant outfit. going to Shujin sucked, but. . . it was also where he had met the people who would change the course of his life forever. if Minato is the same, then it makes sense for him to be clad in the clothes he associates the most with his friends]
[a hum of acknowledgement, and Akira stops walking as they approach the first coconut-laden tree]
Shujin's blazers sucked in the summer, so I get it.
[and then, playfully]
Don't worry; nobody here is going to rat you out to the student council.
[ "Shujin"? That name doesn't sound familiar at all, not that Minato was well-versed with all the different schools scattered across Tokyo. ]
Yeah. Doesn't help that they're black.
[ Something that Akira can sympathize with, given their earlier discussion...
The blazer's probably still where he abandoned it on the sandy shore. Now that he's thinking about it -- maybe he should retrace his steps later. If the temperature drops when night falls, he'll be grateful for that extra layer.
He'll shelve that thought for now. There's something else they need to presently address. Minato gazes up the tree and cranes his neck to look at their target. ]
...
[ The tree is pretty tall... ]
Should we find something to knock the coconuts down?
[man. truth be told, Akira wants to ask Minato so many questions right now. questions about his school, about the friends he made there. . . the people on his team, the Journey he traveled, the battles he conquered, the things he was fighting for. having such an open an honest conversation about the responsibilities of a Wild Card with Yu had been so eye-opening!! he is more than eager to get yet another perspective on the strange twist of fate that life had thrown them]
[but]
[. . . they are also stuck on a deserted island. with no food. there will be time for those questions later; Akira is certain of it]
[. . .]
[he thinks back to that ephemeral smile and hopes that he is right]
[FOR NOW: COCONUTS! NO CANNIBALISM]
I'm pretty good at climbing trees. [at climbing anything, honestly] I can get up there myself. Watch--
[although the thing about coconut trees is. . . they don't have low hanging branches. so Akira has to wrap his arms around the tree trunk, dig his feet into the bark, and. . . very slowly. . . inch his way up]
[ Admittedly, Minato is a bit impressed by Akira's ability to scale the coconut tree. Sure, he's crawling up its trunk inch by inch like a lumbering, giant squirrel, but he'll make it to the top eventually.
...and Akira volunteering to do said climbing means Minato gets a free pass. ]
Keep going, you're almost there.
[ Words of encouragement! Words of affirmation! But alas, all spoken in an unenthused tone.
Minato moves to stand beneath the tree, one hand lifted at his brow to block out the blinding sun. He looks up where the coconuts are nestled against the tree's thick branches. If Akira can shake them free one at a time, he can probably catch each in his arms.
Or... maybe they should harness gravity to crack them open? The meat of the fruit is probably more useful than the actual liquid, considering they'd already located a source of water. ]
Hey, Akira. Should I catch them? Or let them hit the ground?
[excuse you senpai why are you foisting leader duties off on HIM???]
[it's true, though-- it takes time, and Akira looks stupid the entire way up, but eventually. . .! he does reach that lovely bunch of bright green fruit, securing himself by grabbing the base of a branch and digging his heels into the (admittedly kind of sharp and uncomfortable. . .) tree trunk. whew. what a workout, made even worse by the sun baking him like a fried egg. even his heavy vest feels awful in this weather. . .]
[a deep breath in. a slow breath out. and then Akira calls back down to his companion]
Just let them hit the ground. . .!
[don't get knocked on the HEAD while trying to catch them, Minato]
Ready?
[which is all the warning Minato has before Akira begins to vigorously shake the coconut branch. the fruits are pretty solidly stuck to the tree. . . but after a whole lot of elbow grease, one loosens itself and begins its short descent to the ground below]
[ Listen Minato Arisato is always just here for the ride. Akira take the wheel.
He flashes a thumbs-up at his partner though. Just let them hit the ground? Sounds like a plan. And then they can pluck them off the floor, just like a video game he'd once played with little anthropomorphic animals wandering around a quaint neighborhood.
Minato watches as Akira starts shaking the branch. Nothing happens. The fruit remains stubbornly attached to branch. It's probably a little rude to yell up at Akira to tell him to try harder, huh.
Fortunately, one does come loose! It tumbles through the air and lands with a definitive thud. Minato knows better than to step forward to retrieve it immediately. Better wait and see if more will follow.
He looks back up at Akira, cupping his hands around his mouth to let his voice travel further. ]
[how dare you YOU'RE JUST LUCKY HE HAS NATURAL LEADER ABILITIES]
[anyway, yes. it was smart to wait, because a few seconds after the first one drops. . . a second follows! then a third. and a fourth! WOW IT'S COCONUT CITY HERE!!]
[. . .]
[the final thing that falls is neither coconut nor plant. it's. . . a Joker. because someone lost his grip and footing on the tree amidst all of the shaking. don't worry; it's preceded by a startled, strangled yelp, before Akira plummets to the ground, landing on his back with a hard whump]
[ Four coconuts is... just barely scratching the surface of Minato's own appetite. It's fine though. He'll live with two if they split it equally, or perhaps just one if Akira needs the other three more.
Minato steps forward as Akira lands on the ground. Oh... That looked like it hurt. Maybe he should have tried to break the fall?
Too late now. He crouches next to Akira with a concerned frown. ]
Are you okay? You fell pretty far.
[ It wasn't a towering tree by any means, but Minato thinks he would Also be saying ow if he'd been the one to fall from it. ]
Looks like you got all four though.
[ The concern eases when he sees Akira's probably doing all right, frown shifting into a small smile. ]
[Akira does not have the bottomless appetite of his senpai. . . he will be full on one coconut, which leaves three for his companion. not that he knows exactly how much Minato can tuck down in such a short period of time. don't worry; he'll learn]
Nnngh. . . [honestly, despite the groaning he seems more put out than actually hurt] . . . If this weren't VR, I'd be worried about this hurting tomorrow.
[but. . . naw. he'll be fine. look how confident he is about getting out of here by tomorrow, too. anyway, he holds out one hand, clearly expecting Minato help hoist him back to his feet]
[ That minor detail doesn't slip by Minato. "Tomorrow," huh? He hadn't paid too much attention to the details, but he recalls that days and weeks could pass in-game within the span of a few minutes outside of it.
Getting off this island and out of the terrible heat ASAP sounds like a good idea though. He'll give Akira that much.
Minato sighs a bit, faux exasperation as he takes Akira's hand in his own. Fingers wrap around it as he stands -- wait, actually, he needs a second hand... It encloses over the other side of Akira's hand as Minato pulls Akira back to his feet. ]
[it has yet to occur to him that he may spend actual in-game days stuck on this island, and that those days may pass differently than the days in the real worl. it's fine. he'll figure it out when the sun starts to set]
[FOR NOW, Akira grasps his companion's hand-- correction, hands-- as tightly as he can as he pushes himself backt to his feet, a lopsided grin playing on his features]
Good thing we don't have to figure that one out for ourselves. [dusting himself off now; there's dirt smeared all over his face from the fall, too] I saw some huts back on the shoreline.
[scooping up their hard-earned coconuts, ready to carry them back]
[ That's reassuring. Minato tries imagining the two of them attempting to jerry-rig something together with stray branches and leaves. The image is, for better or for worse, not good at all.
Perhaps Akira actually did have some survivalist knowledge. But for the time being Minato thinks it's safe to assume the two are in good company as fellow city mice. ]
Looks like you'll be leading the way again.
[ Before he can crouch back down to help grab some of the coconuts, Akira proves to be quicker on the uptake and has already scooped them into his arms. This guy -- he's pretty on the ball, huh. If that's the case, Minato's content to let him take the lead on that too. ]
...wait, come here. Close your eyes.
[ He reaches out as his fingers grasp onto Akira's vest to stop him from heading off. Minato lifts a hand to Akira's face, carefully wiping some of the dirt off his cheek with a thumb. There's some on his nose too, which Minato gently removes as well.
He steps back once it's done and nods with satisfaction. Okay. Now they can go looking for one of those huts Akira saw earlier. ]
[Akira gives his companion a curious look at the request, but otherwise obliges without complaint, eyes slipping shut as he shifts the coconuts underneath his arms. and then he feels. . . something warm brush across his dirty face, the pad of Minato's thumb unintentionally tracing the lines of his cheekbones]
[his eyes fly open then, brows raised, openly bewildered. and yet, despite his surprise. . . he doesn't move, his entire body completely and utterly still as he holds his breath in his lungs. as if breathing out would betray the way he suddenly feels his heart thrumming like a hummingbird in his chest]
[. . . what is this?? is this part of the bonding exercise they're supposed to be doing. . .? is Minato just being kind because Akira shook down a few coconuts from the tree for them? his mind is racing, because he genuinely has no idea what to make of this]
[. . .]
[it's not. . . bad, though. Akira is usually pretty twitchy when people step into his personal space-- it comes with being as guarded as he tends to be with strangers. but two months is more than enough time for those walls to have crumbled a bit. and. . . he has learned that physical affection like this is. . . kind of nice, actually]
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The Seal truly works in strangest of ways. It's the only explanation. Minato must be here for a specific purpose. Why shouldn't the same be said for Akira? ]
I was.
[ Not anymore though. That's a life he'd already chosen to leave behind. And yet, it seems that very same life continues to haunt him even now.
Minato gazes back at Akira. The Velvet Room's influence -- it feels stronger in comparison to his own. Perhaps this is a wild card who hasn't yet completed all that laid in his future. He still had time.
He rises from the stream to wipe sweat from his brow. So there were more of them out there.
...why? Had the Velvet Room sought out a new guest as a novel danger arose? ]
But not anymore.
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[he imagines this is one such instance. he imagines. . . his meeting with Yu had been something similar]
"Not anymore?"
[hm. that's one way to put it, and Akira frowns as he watches Minato stand. it's true that he feels more than just the Fool when he looks at his fellow Wild Card. it's another arcana entirely. something. . . similar to the World, but also. . . far more powerful]
[a power that he can't quite comprehend]
Ah. . . does that mean your Journey has ended?
[Akira's has, too. though that doesn't mean he isn't still a Wild Card]
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Mhm.
[ And thus, Minato had done the same, grasping onto that fate with his very own hands beneath a that final full moon. It's why, as he looks to Akira, he can wear such a serene smile. Ethereal, even, as though he might not be a person at all -- a ghost, a figment of Akira's imagination. ]
That end brought me here though. ...so maybe I have unfinished business after all.
[ Why else would the Seal have released his soul to this place? Even if it was a bit of an eccentric location, there must be a purpose behind his stay? ]
...maybe you have unfinished business too, Akira.
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[well]
[okay. jesus christ]
[Akira doesn't know why, but there is something about that smile that sends a shiver down his spine. it feels so ephemeral. . . like it might vanish if he blinks for even just one second. maybe that's why he can't look away, gray eyes locked with gray as his mouth falls slightly open, then shuts again rapidly with a small click]
[he is not one to be immediately taken by strangers. and yet, that smile, ghostly and pale and wan, is the most precious thing he has seen in a very long time. something to be. . . protected. cherished, even]
[something rare and valuable, worth more than a million of the stars in the sky and the moon along with it]
[he hastily looks away]
. . . yeah. Maybe.
[whew!! what the fuck was that, Akira??]
And there's no reason why we can’t finish it together, right?
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We'll have to find a way out of this game first.
[ One step at a time...! They haven't found any shelter. Or food, for that matter. Can't solve the mysteries of the universe if you die in a VR game first. Maybe shelter would be the easier of the two to locate, considering one of the alleged guys would likely be easier to spot compared to potential food.
...although -- ]
Did you actually come across coconuts on your way here?
[ Minato hasn't forgotten his partner's comment. Cannibalism or not, those coconuts could be a valuable source of food! ]
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Are you thinking about starting a coconut family after all?
[with his thirst satisfied and the location of the pond memorized, Akira hops to his feet, hands lifted above his head in a very catlike stretch]
I did, though. It's just a short walk south.
[HOW DOES HE KNOW WHERE SOUTH IS???]
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Minato doesn't, so he offers Akira a shrug. ]
You'll have to take the lead.
[ Between the two of them, they could probably carry enough coconuts to tide them over for the rest of the day. And then after that, they'd need to find a new food source. ...unless coconuts respawned overnight in this VR game? ]
...and while we walk, tell me what's with that mask you're wearing.
[ Among the rest of Akira's getup, but the mask in particular is what draws Minato's attention. ]
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[he is a great fisherman, though!! they'll at least have that as an option when they're feeling the need for protein]
Hn? Ah— right. The mask.
[he starts making his way south (what. . . he believes is south), picking his way through island foliage as he drops the mask to shade his features with wagging brows]
Doesn't it make me look cool and mysterious?
[serious answers please, Akira!!]
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Hm...
[ Minato glances over at his company, inspecting the pristine mask. The entirety of Akira's outfit looks like a partial costume; the mask probably came with it. ]
Maybe not mysterious, but you'd probably look cool enough with the rest of your outfit.
[ For starters, he's missing his shoes... ]
...is it special?
[ Didn't all players show up to the game dressed in an "emotionally relevant" outfit, or something like that? Granted, without his blazer, Minato probably looks like he's wearing fairly ordinary clothes. ]
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[the way Akira says that. . . it is almost like he is quoting someone word-for-word. he gives the edges of his mask a gentle tap, before tracing the lines with red-clad fingers, his grin widening]
You could say this is a physical manifestation of my power.
[and a fun accessory that truly makes him feel like a thief]
[. . .]
[and speaking of—]
You're right, though; it's way better with the rest of the outfit.
I just didn't want to melt.
[as Minato will see eventually, that black leather jacket is HEAVY]
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...then again, SEES started on a pseudo-shoestring budget, left fighting for their lives through Tartarus in their school uniforms. Maybe they were the exception and not the rule. ]
I had to ditch part of mine too.
[ Nothing as severe as what Akira probably left behind, he figures. ]
It was just the blazer to my old school uniform though.
[ It makes complete sense that he'd landed here in it. It makes complete sense that his "emotionally significant" attire would be the one he'd worn while keeping his Graduation Day promise. But from an outsider's perspective, perhaps it's a little odd that a school uniform would have such sentimental value to someone. ]
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[but anyway!! to Akira, there is nothing strange about a school uniform being considered an emotionally significant outfit. going to Shujin sucked, but. . . it was also where he had met the people who would change the course of his life forever. if Minato is the same, then it makes sense for him to be clad in the clothes he associates the most with his friends]
[a hum of acknowledgement, and Akira stops walking as they approach the first coconut-laden tree]
Shujin's blazers sucked in the summer, so I get it.
[and then, playfully]
Don't worry; nobody here is going to rat you out to the student council.
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Yeah. Doesn't help that they're black.
[ Something that Akira can sympathize with, given their earlier discussion...
The blazer's probably still where he abandoned it on the sandy shore. Now that he's thinking about it -- maybe he should retrace his steps later. If the temperature drops when night falls, he'll be grateful for that extra layer.
He'll shelve that thought for now. There's something else they need to presently address. Minato gazes up the tree and cranes his neck to look at their target. ]
...
[ The tree is pretty tall... ]
Should we find something to knock the coconuts down?
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[but]
[. . . they are also stuck on a deserted island. with no food. there will be time for those questions later; Akira is certain of it]
[. . .]
[he thinks back to that ephemeral smile and hopes that he is right]
[FOR NOW: COCONUTS! NO CANNIBALISM]
I'm pretty good at climbing trees. [at climbing anything, honestly] I can get up there myself. Watch--
[although the thing about coconut trees is. . . they don't have low hanging branches. so Akira has to wrap his arms around the tree trunk, dig his feet into the bark, and. . . very slowly. . . inch his way up]
[this felt more cool in his head]
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...and Akira volunteering to do said climbing means Minato gets a free pass. ]
Keep going, you're almost there.
[ Words of encouragement! Words of affirmation! But alas, all spoken in an unenthused tone.
Minato moves to stand beneath the tree, one hand lifted at his brow to block out the blinding sun. He looks up where the coconuts are nestled against the tree's thick branches. If Akira can shake them free one at a time, he can probably catch each in his arms.
Or... maybe they should harness gravity to crack them open? The meat of the fruit is probably more useful than the actual liquid, considering they'd already located a source of water. ]
Hey, Akira. Should I catch them? Or let them hit the ground?
[ You're the leader now, buddy. ]
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[it's true, though-- it takes time, and Akira looks stupid the entire way up, but eventually. . .! he does reach that lovely bunch of bright green fruit, securing himself by grabbing the base of a branch and digging his heels into the (admittedly kind of sharp and uncomfortable. . .) tree trunk. whew. what a workout, made even worse by the sun baking him like a fried egg. even his heavy vest feels awful in this weather. . .]
[a deep breath in. a slow breath out. and then Akira calls back down to his companion]
Just let them hit the ground. . .!
[don't get knocked on the HEAD while trying to catch them, Minato]
Ready?
[which is all the warning Minato has before Akira begins to vigorously shake the coconut branch. the fruits are pretty solidly stuck to the tree. . . but after a whole lot of elbow grease, one loosens itself and begins its short descent to the ground below]
[HEADS UP!]
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He flashes a thumbs-up at his partner though. Just let them hit the ground? Sounds like a plan. And then they can pluck them off the floor, just like a video game he'd once played with little anthropomorphic animals wandering around a quaint neighborhood.
Minato watches as Akira starts shaking the branch. Nothing happens. The fruit remains stubbornly attached to branch. It's probably a little rude to yell up at Akira to tell him to try harder, huh.
Fortunately, one does come loose! It tumbles through the air and lands with a definitive thud. Minato knows better than to step forward to retrieve it immediately. Better wait and see if more will follow.
He looks back up at Akira, cupping his hands around his mouth to let his voice travel further. ]
Nice work, keep going!
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[anyway, yes. it was smart to wait, because a few seconds after the first one drops. . . a second follows! then a third. and a fourth! WOW IT'S COCONUT CITY HERE!!]
[. . .]
[the final thing that falls is neither coconut nor plant. it's. . . a Joker. because someone lost his grip and footing on the tree amidst all of the shaking. don't worry; it's preceded by a startled, strangled yelp, before Akira plummets to the ground, landing on his back with a hard whump]
Ow--
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Minato steps forward as Akira lands on the ground. Oh... That looked like it hurt. Maybe he should have tried to break the fall?
Too late now. He crouches next to Akira with a concerned frown. ]
Are you okay? You fell pretty far.
[ It wasn't a towering tree by any means, but Minato thinks he would Also be saying ow if he'd been the one to fall from it. ]
Looks like you got all four though.
[ The concern eases when he sees Akira's probably doing all right, frown shifting into a small smile. ]
Good job.
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Nnngh. . . [honestly, despite the groaning he seems more put out than actually hurt] . . . If this weren't VR, I'd be worried about this hurting tomorrow.
[but. . . naw. he'll be fine. look how confident he is about getting out of here by tomorrow, too. anyway, he holds out one hand, clearly expecting Minato help hoist him back to his feet]
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Getting off this island and out of the terrible heat ASAP sounds like a good idea though. He'll give Akira that much.
Minato sighs a bit, faux exasperation as he takes Akira's hand in his own. Fingers wrap around it as he stands -- wait, actually, he needs a second hand... It encloses over the other side of Akira's hand as Minato pulls Akira back to his feet. ]
Looks like we're just missing shelter now.
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[FOR NOW, Akira grasps his companion's hand-- correction, hands-- as tightly as he can as he pushes himself backt to his feet, a lopsided grin playing on his features]
Good thing we don't have to figure that one out for ourselves. [dusting himself off now; there's dirt smeared all over his face from the fall, too] I saw some huts back on the shoreline.
[scooping up their hard-earned coconuts, ready to carry them back]
Personally, I'm ready to get out of this heat.
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Perhaps Akira actually did have some survivalist knowledge. But for the time being Minato thinks it's safe to assume the two are in good company as fellow city mice. ]
Looks like you'll be leading the way again.
[ Before he can crouch back down to help grab some of the coconuts, Akira proves to be quicker on the uptake and has already scooped them into his arms. This guy -- he's pretty on the ball, huh. If that's the case, Minato's content to let him take the lead on that too. ]
...wait, come here. Close your eyes.
[ He reaches out as his fingers grasp onto Akira's vest to stop him from heading off. Minato lifts a hand to Akira's face, carefully wiping some of the dirt off his cheek with a thumb. There's some on his nose too, which Minato gently removes as well.
He steps back once it's done and nods with satisfaction. Okay. Now they can go looking for one of those huts Akira saw earlier. ]
1/2
[whispers what the fuck]
2/3 actually so sorry jin so so sorry
[his eyes fly open then, brows raised, openly bewildered. and yet, despite his surprise. . . he doesn't move, his entire body completely and utterly still as he holds his breath in his lungs. as if breathing out would betray the way he suddenly feels his heart thrumming like a hummingbird in his chest]
[. . . what is this?? is this part of the bonding exercise they're supposed to be doing. . .? is Minato just being kind because Akira shook down a few coconuts from the tree for them? his mind is racing, because he genuinely has no idea what to make of this]
[. . .]
[it's not. . . bad, though. Akira is usually pretty twitchy when people step into his personal space-- it comes with being as guarded as he tends to be with strangers. but two months is more than enough time for those walls to have crumbled a bit. and. . . he has learned that physical affection like this is. . . kind of nice, actually]
[. . .]
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amazing
sometimes a guy has too many emotions. . .
skill issue
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cw suicidal imagery with guns. hashtag just p3 things ...
just a game about death (being alive)
One cannot exist without the other & to truly appreciate life one must accept its limited nature --
lies down gently. p3 is the best persona game
cw gun/suicidal imagery we are never beating the allegations
they will continue for a while yet 1/2
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cw light suicidal ideation closes my freaking eyes
whew!
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1/3. i think. i'm sorry
yeh it's 2/3 spams ur inbox
OKAY I'M DONE
jesus christ
brings my best to the angst games
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wrapped 🙏