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this is a gift; it comes with a price;
Who: Takaya and OPEN.
When: Evening, the 22nd.
Where: The Coral.
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open.
[The last thing he had remembered was pain - pain and the voices of the members of SEES around him. Death was close, and Nyx was coming. She would bring her salvation to everyone.]
[And yet… he feels somewhat damp. That is strange - strange enough that he opens his eyes and looks around. He seems to be in a plaza - but that cannot be. He was dead, even if they had managed to stop her - which was impossible no matter what they believed. No matter how much he wished to make sure her arrival was prepared… he was unable to stop them.]
[At least he would have some peace… though it appears now that he is denied it for the moment. He feels in his pocket, clasping his hand around the pills. There aren't many left. Why would he have need of them where he was going? But in this situation… this could be a problem.]
[He snatches up his gun and shrugs his shoulders, attempting to gain feeling back in them where they are starting to go a little numb and cold. He will explore this place… and find the answers that he seeks.]
When: Evening, the 22nd.
Where: The Coral.
Style: Whichever.
Status: Open.
[The last thing he had remembered was pain - pain and the voices of the members of SEES around him. Death was close, and Nyx was coming. She would bring her salvation to everyone.]
[And yet… he feels somewhat damp. That is strange - strange enough that he opens his eyes and looks around. He seems to be in a plaza - but that cannot be. He was dead, even if they had managed to stop her - which was impossible no matter what they believed. No matter how much he wished to make sure her arrival was prepared… he was unable to stop them.]
[At least he would have some peace… though it appears now that he is denied it for the moment. He feels in his pocket, clasping his hand around the pills. There aren't many left. Why would he have need of them where he was going? But in this situation… this could be a problem.]
[He snatches up his gun and shrugs his shoulders, attempting to gain feeling back in them where they are starting to go a little numb and cold. He will explore this place… and find the answers that he seeks.]
Re: voice
[Perhaps it's best he doesn't move just yet.]
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Akihiko.
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He finds himself oddly exhausted, though.]
Mitsuru! Did you run into him?
Yukari told me to touch the coral...this thing's something else.
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[She looks at Artemisia, who gives a shake of its head. They detected nothing, nobody in the immediate area. It seems as if Takaya had vanished into nothing.]
The coral can heal, but I'll have to have a look at your injuries to make sure that you can recover properly.
[Mitsuru kneels down next to him.]
You'll have to take off your sock, roll up your pant leg and try not to move too much. Can you do that?
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[He got away again. That always seemed to be the case. Why couldn't they just outright defeat them? There had to be a means of imprisoning them or preventing them from acting. With them around to screw with their missions, stopping the Dark Hour back home might be impossible. They were sure to pull out all the stops with one remaining.
He pulls his shoe and sock off, then rolls up his bloodstained pant leg to show the injury.]
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She pulled back to look at her handiwork, then concentrated.]
Diarahan!
[The Persona that was hovering behind Mitsuru shifted into a stance to cast the skill on Akihiko. She didn't dismiss her Persona, not while they were still out here and the threat of Strega over their heads.]
It'll do, for now.
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Thanks. What should we do now?
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[Standing up, Mitsuru holds out a hand to him.]
Can you stand?
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Yeah. Don't worry about me.