pullmeoutalive | THERE ARE TWO ENEMIES (a Fuuka voice-testing post)

[Going to Wild Duck Burger to chill for a bit before meeting Yukari and Junpei to study for midterms seemed sensible at the time.

At the time.

Now Minato is just...chewing idly on a fry as he stares out the window at the dumping rain.

... ... ...]

I didn't know we were due for another typhoon.

[Is he joking or serious, we just don't know.]

... Oh... [ unlike the Poker Face Master, Fuuka is looking rather dismayed as she checks in her bag in the hopes that maybe she came prepared.

But-- ]

I thought it wasn't going to be until tomorrow-- er, rain, that is, not a typhoon. I left my umbrella at the dorm.

[Ah.... right.

Minato squints up at the sky for a moment, contemplative.]

... Do you want to wait a little bit to see if it clears up?

[He doesn't... have a lot of hope that that's going to work, but he can offer. He who also does not have an umbrella because he's never prepared for things like storms.]

Or... we can make a break for it. [Yeah. Thanks, tactical master field leader.]

[ If only her Persona could do weather forecasts, she'd have it made-- ]

We... probably shouldn't keep them waiting. [ Or Junpei will ditch for sure. ] As long as we're quick about it, I think we'll be fine.

[ Granted, Fuuka doesn't have the stamina of most of the crazy souls actually fighting in Tartarus, but she's got gumption and willpower and all that fun stuff. ]

[... Or they'll like. Get sick for three days again and not be able to leave bed.

You know.

It could happen.

Either way, Minato peers at the rain outside for a long moment, and then he sighs.]

Right. [Right!! Minato just starts stripping off his coat, because naturally.] Let's make a break for it under this.

[THEY'LL DO THEIR BEST.]

... Using your jacket? Are you sure, Minato-kun?

[ WHAT IF HE GETS SICK ]

I'm sure.

[A firm nod.]

It'll probably do better for us over our heads than on, with rain like that.

[Sure, that...makes sense.

Probably.]

[Hi Fuuka. Hope you're ready to be stopped in the middle of a tech shop in Akihabara as a young girl points and goes--]

Aaaah! Unexpected power levels encountered!

[... Thanks, Futaba.

(It's the Persona she's sensing, that's what's going on here.)]

[ Fuuka... freezes up, more than a little confused as to why this girl is pointing at her and exclaiming things that make no sense.

But then, as something stirs within her, her eyes widen further. ]

Wait, you're--

[Futaba yelps, and then hides behind a table.

Immediately.

AHHHHH.]

W-wait??

[ Now she just sounds panicked. WAIT WHAT DID SHE DO ]

I'm not going to hurt you!

[New people are scary.]

I'm not here!

[Thanks, Futaba, that helps.]

Pretend your scanning capabilities are malfunctioning!

[hey, guess who showed up for cooking club today!

obviously it's minako, and she's looking rather spirited.

(even if in her soul, she is concerned about what is going to happen.)]

Sorry I'm late! [which she is. by maybe five minutes.] I hope I didn't miss too much!

[ahaha, whoops.]

Not at all. [ granted, Fuuka would say that if Minako was like an hour late, but it's true that nothing of value happened. ]

Natsuki-chan was telling me about a cake she'd had earlier this week... and so I found a recipe for it. It... seems a bit complicated, but I'm sure we can do it!

[ R I P ]

[rip indeed.

minako can already feel the cold chill of terror running down her spine, because she knows that, bless her soul, fuuka is going to try to put something ridiculous like nori into a cake. isn't she....

minako wonders if she can pull off pre-emptive damage control, even though the bright (if... slightly tight) smile never leaves her face.]

Complicated? Just what kind of cake recipe is this...

[pls show it to her.]

Ah, here-- [ and she'll hand it over, written painstakingly on about... three different cards. ]

Natsuki-chan said it was called a Heaven and Hell cake. I thought just the name sounded interesting!

["i sense death," she thinks to herself in fuuka's voice.

honestly. this is a bit terrifying, but!!]

It sounds heavenly! Or... devilish!

[this is fine, she's fine.]

I think it'll take us most of the afternoon, but let's give it a shot!

[she's memorizing the ingredients as best she can here so she can start pulling out what they need.]

I've purchased everything we'll need, so we should have plenty. And, ah, a few additions if we'd like.

[ Maybe don't use those, though. ]

...Additions?

[fuuka... what.]

[ it's just pouring buckets today.

fuuka's probably just minding her own business, being a good person as she steps out of a building, and there's an extraordinarily gloomy-looking man lurking there, standing beneath the overhand. he's dressed like he's ready to go to a funeral -- not to attend, but to hold the ceremony, maybe.

he is, notably, not holding an umbrella.

he's wearing a grim look on his face, though he does notice that someone's exiting the building beside him. after what seems like a moment's consideration, he steps out of the way. like it's not second nature for him to be nice to people. (it isn't.) ]

[ that sure is a gloomy-looking man. With a look so dour that she doesn't want to disturb him, even, and Fuuka really does consider moving on with a quick nod and a polite smile.

Except that it's second nature for her to be nice to people, and she'd feel horrendously guilty if she didn't at least try to make sociable and concerned contact. So, clearing her throat, she clutches her still-folded umbrella close. ]

Sir, were you trying to go somewhere?

[ interesting girl. most people would give him a wide berth just by virtue of his appearances, and kaiki gives fuuka a sideways glance, before looking back out to the rainy streets. he talks in a drawling deadpan: ]

Well, yes. Or rather, 'considering.' Considering going somewhere. Considering enduring this downpour. [ he heaves a low sigh. ] The lesson one should learn from this, I suppose, is to never trust the weather report.

[ it had said it wouldn't rain until later in the evening. ]

Unfortunately, it seems there's really no way to accurately predict the weather.

[ Not even as a navigator with a Persona who can sense literally everything else. ]

Is your location very far?

[It was that time of the year whenever Gekkoukan was having a school tour and another high school from Japan had came over to visit. Things had gotten more exciting around with all of the students hustle and bustling! But despite Yuki having amazing social skills, she didn't consider herself the socializing type. She didn't even want to go to school today, but two annoying twins had dragged her out of bed.

In any case, she had managed to pull herself away from the crowd and reached the school rooftop. It was the perfect time to light a cigarette, so she does just that as she looks up into the blue skies.

Approach? Y/N]

[ Y or this is going to be a very short thread??

Don't mind the quiet, unassuming girl politely clearing her throat. ]

Miss? The student council will be making their rounds soon, and they do frown upon smoking...

[ and Hidetoshi is actually pretty darn scary about it. ]

[Oh, a cute girl! Yuki flashes her a grin as if this is the most casual thing in the world. Definitely not someone who follows the rules...]

Oh, don't worry! I'll just finish before they show up!

[That's not the problem.]

You can be my look out. What they don't know won't hurt 'em, right?

H-huh? Um, but, I'm not very good at covering--

[ please don't make her lie. ]

Don't devalue yourself! Everyone has potential in something!

[Even if it's covering for slackers.]

[it's pouring, a sudden deluge that wasn't exactly accurately predicted by the weatherman, which has left many out and about without their umbrellas. this includes a weird looking girl dressed in pink and purple, looking like she just came from an anime convention or something. how strange!!]

[she's soaked to the bone, ducking underneath the same awning Fuuka is using for shelter, groaning as she flicks water from her fingertips]

[. . .]

[and then she takes off her floppy hat and FLAPS IT AROUND WILDLY, which totally sprays water all over the place, I'm sorry Fuuka you're probably getting a face full of water]

Oh dear. I don't think "dripping wet" is a good look for anyone.

[ If she didn't know any better, Fuuka might actually think that this oddly-dressed girl either came from a convention or was somehow someone's Persona walking around and griping about the weather.

Understandably so, but she can't prevent a sympathetic grimace even as she does indeed get more water to the face. ]

This was rather unexpected, wasn't it?

I'd say so! Didn't the man who predicts the weather say it would be sunny skies from the afternoon forward? How dare he give us bad advice! I call for his complete and immediate resignation!!

[. . . she flaps her hat one last time, before placing it delicately back on top of her head. the edges droop, still weighed down by water]

Edited 2017-11-27 02:38 (UTC)

THERE ARE TWO ENEMIES (a Fuuka voice-testing post)

caught in the rain why not

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let's do the rain thingy

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RAIN!! shame on me for forgetting to do this last night smh

SHAME ON ME FOR TAKING SO LONG

BUT WE ARE HERE NOW!!!