“You spoke of taking me up on a contract, did you not? It only stands to reason that I would arrange a proper meeting between the two of us. …Even if it is only in your mind for now.”
…The thought was a bit depressing, wasn’t it. The only way to experience even the most basic comforts of the world now for most was to dream about them. All of it gone in a flash just because some woman was stupid enough to-
…There wasn’t much use in dwelling in that part of the past. Not for this conversation at least.
You recall the spell that was cast, correct?” He asks, absently swirling his tea with a small spoon. “That cut off demon contracts and Persona users from their Personas? While such a limiter would be rather damaging if it ever occurred again, I feel it is rather likely that I would not be affected by the cut contact power-wise. While I wish to have full faith in…most of the people in your group when it comes to solving conflict, I believe it would prove beneficial if I could also be in play as a last resort. Stepping out into the world for combat, as it will.”
“…The problem with that being, that I can not leave the realm of the unconscious without a proper connection to reality.”
“Admittedly, I didn’t think you’d take me up that.”
She absently fussed with one of her side braids before lowering her hand, blinking a bit before she nodded. Rebecca certainly remembered that. She was still reeling from the loss of Feng, and she had nearly passed out cold when it happened.
“I remember.”
Instantly, her mind made the appropriate connections, and she quietly picked up her cup, sipping at the tea. Her hum was soft and happy, the taste was wonderful.
“I can sympathize. I don’t have the most faith in some of them either. Especially the one who keeps putting others in danger because he can’t stop killing demons. He just doesn’t seem to get it no matter how simply it’s spelled out. It’s frustrating and Grampa’s getting more pissed by the day.”
Her response was soft before she gently put her cup back down. She put her hand into her lap, looking up at Felix. Her sapphire eyes were filled with determination.
“I’m game for whatever we gotta do for that, Felix-san.”
She didn’t really care for this event, nor this game. Certainly not this event, however, but as junior representative, it was…. imperative that she attend. Mitsu already kept to herself as it is– considering she didn’t really CARE for anyone at this school, aside from Nobu. It wasn’t that she was bitter… she just didn’t care too much at all. So when this little game of TRUTH or SLAP ( kind of STUPID if you ask her ) popped up… she was suckered into playing it. Of course.
Mitsu had not been paying much attention to the rest of the crew– as she found herself staring downward at the sand and sea. It was boring, this game. The brunette was an open book, there wasn’t anything you couldn’t ask her about.. even if it hurt, she did always respond to the inquiries. A sigh left her lips at the notion, eyes peering over towards the other girl, of which she had tuned in just in time– as her own name was called.
A risk huh? Something more….?
“Yeah, I guess.” Came her response, though she had no intentions of explaining further. “A lot of times. Though, the reasoning and situations aren’t ANY of your business.” And with that, the woman merely turned away, as the question brought up quite the sore spot in her mind… she wasn’t about to venture there.
Tapping another woman on the shoulder, the brunette let out a sigh as she waited to gather the other’s attention. Once she had it, she stated her question, “Rebecca-san ( @deafenedchampion ) – would you ever place yourself in danger to allow others to be free? Even in… a situation like this one? Though if this has been asked by someone else before, I wouldn’t know. I’m not paying attention.”
“Eh?”
She hadn’t expected anyone to ask her something at all, slowly lowering her psychology textbook and blinking her sapphire eyes. She pulled her headset onto her ears, just in time to hear Mitsu’s question, bells quietly chiming on her braids.
“Place myself in danger to… No. I have someone waiting for me back home.”
She bit her lip before shaking her head, bells chiming again.
“I’m not… particularly attached to any one here with the exception of maybe one person. I don’t see myself doing that, honestly.”
She turned to her fellow blond without any hesitation, very gently tapping his shoulder to get his attention. When she had it, she quietly asked her question.
“Togami-kun, (@malchancevilain) do you like being at this college at all? Or would you have rather applied to, for example… Sodai or Todai?”
A simple one, she knew she had greatly reconsidered her choices in colleges lately, doubly so with what had been going on lately.
“A while…? Guess I don’t have to worry about the usual reaction I get then, huh?”
Rebecca chuckled a little, her hands clasping under her chin as she also looked out the window on the edge of her vision. The light was rather beautiful, now that she was looking at it. Vibrant, sapphire eyes looked back at the other, her braids swinging a little bit.
“I’d hope not. It’d be a pretty boring reason if it was just about my hearing, or lack thereof as it were.”
She remembered curling up in bed without her headset to sleep after that long battle and then woke up here, in her normal outfit instead of her stolen nightgown. The tea cakes smelled delicious, so if she was dreaming, this was the best dream she ever had since ending up in the apocalypse.
The warm impression of this place made her feel safe, like she was home. The small cakes reminded her of her mother’s almost, the train itself of Inaba’s that she took to get to Okina and back.
“This is about what happened yesterday, I gather? Or was my guess off?”
Back in the Game 