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I like spending time with my friends and learning about other people. I just want to enjoy whatever time we have together!
Live every day to the fullest! Let's explore the resort together!
I've been told I'm a good leader and listener. I'm pretty good at rescuing other people's cooking and baking disasters, and I can knit and sew. I can fight, but I'd prefer not to. My other talents are a secret. 😘
I don't really like to read, but I'll watch any kind of movie with my friends! I used to work part-time at a movie theater. I love listening to all kinds of music, especially J-pop, electronic, classical, and foreign music. 🎶
As for food... I love both ramen and sweets, but I'll try anything! Take me to your favorite food place! 😉
I like to keep my options open! 😊 Someone I can have a good time with, no matter what we're doing.
I don't really know! Buy me a drink and help me decide! 😉
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Do most people have an opinion on this? 🤔
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath! but shower first, then relax in the bath for like an hour 😊
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas seem cooler 😄
.05 TITS OR ASS
👍
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Both! It depends on who I'm with what kind of drink I'll order!
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
I don't mind spicy food, but I definitely prefer sweet.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer! I like going to the beach and being outside. Winter can be tough.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
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10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Let's try both and find out. 😉
ENFP-A
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[Like... Does he start with what happened to the Primal Bel? With Cain and Abel? Start with the Tokyo wide blackout and lockdown? The crazy cult that started that in the first place?
He rubs the back of his neck.]
Um.. I guess to start it, there was a cult that ended up weakening the barrier between the human world and the demon world, because they wanted to summon a demon into the human world that was powerful enough to kill God and replace Him with that demon...? And... That sort of happened, except God and the Angel's found out, and so they worked with the government to trap all the demons inside the Yamanote circle.
[There's a bit of disdain that enters his voice when he talks about God and the angels, but he continues on anyway.]
And then they gave humanity seven days to figure out how to get rid of those demons, or we'd lose our free will. But they also only told us that about halfway through that seven days. All while everyone inside Tokyo had to deal with the fact they did a complete blackout on all of Tokyo for it, and only dropped rations for people inside once before basically leaving us all on our own to deal with the demons. Some people managed to make contracts with them to survive and help others, and other people were... not so nice with the contracts they made with their demons. And then there were also just wild demons roaming around causing chaos and killing and eating people too.
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In the back of her mind, Metatron seems to stir with irritation at the sound of that disdain, but Kotone ignores him in favor of just focusing on Kazuya, reading his expressions, noting and filing away that distain. Glasses of water are set in front of them, but she waits until he's finished before finally reaching to take it in both hands and lightly tap her fingernails against it.]
You weren't kidding! [she says finally, lips curving into a bit of a sympathetic smile. It's obvious she believes him, without question -- again, it's really not terribly dissimilar-sounding to how things had felt close to the Fall.] You went through a lot. How did you handle all of that?
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For the briefest of moments, he felt it. Some sort of divine power that stirred in his chest hotly, awoke ugly desires and a need for complete and utter destruction.
When nothing happens, when that brief, fleeting sensation fades, Kazuya just looks a little puzzled, like he's just come out of a daze. ]
... My friends and I made contracts of our own, with our own demons to survive.
[ He continues on, but more hesitantly now. ]
We ended up getting caught up in something much bigger, something called the War for the Throne of Bel, that there were some demons fighting over. Whichever demon won that would end up Overlord and ruler of all Demonkind. Only few demons were even qualified to participate, though.
[ He reaches for his own glass of water, cautiously. Whatever that feeling was, it's gone, but he's still on edge for it, amd can't help but glance around the room. ]
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Something feels strange around them, though, in a way she can't quite put into words. Kazuya must feel it too, right? If the way he straightens up is any indication. Her brow furrows with concerned confusion, and she tilts her head, following his gaze around the room in an attempt to spot anything out of place.]
...Are you okay?
[A blunt question, but tempered with that genuine concern as she gazes across at him.]
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I'm fine, it's just... Something feels off here? But not in a way that this place normally feels. It's more...
[ Here, he pauses, tilts his head a little, gaze sharp, but still wandering, like there's definitely something out of place, somewhere, surely. ]
I guess, it feels kind of oppressive?
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[As she glances around again herself, her hand goes unconsciously to her heart as she cycles through her Personas to bring Metatron closer to the forefront. He's the one who'd reacted, so it stands to reason that he might have something to say, right? And yet, as usual, her Personas are the silent type -- all she can feel is a kind of seething, a desire to smack this boy down into his place for daring to be disdainful.]
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Slowly, he closes it, glances around the room again, before his gaze locks on her.
It's her. She's the reason he's getting that sense of divine power.
He bites his tongue hard, and stands suddenly, posture both aggressive and defensive, like a spooked cat.
There shouldn't be any angels. They should all be dead. He mauled them, ripped them in half and bathed in their sweet-wine blood and glut himself on it in a haze of battle lust.
Even more so, this particular feeling, this angel he detests more than the rest. Remiel had at least helped to save Amane. Metatron had done nothing but incite a mob to kill him.]
I'm sorry. I think I should go.
[ His voice is incredibly clipped. ]
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[She shoves herself to her feet, her own posture defensive, confused, and more than a little hurt at the sudden reaction. He can't be sensing her Persona, can he? And even if he was, why would he-?
Her hand goes to her heart again, and she focuses hard without breaking eye contact with Kazuya himself, cycling Metatron back and bringing Orpheus Telos to the front of her mind. Maybe it's just an imagined effect, but having him with her, the Persona she'd only unlocked by spending time with all of her friends, feels like a sort of reassurance.]
Hey. Please just talk to me? I'm not gonna hurt you.
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The insinuation that she could even begin to hurt him almost makes him bark a cruel sounding laugh, but he manages to bite it back, bite his tongue and grip his hands into fists so tight his knuckles go white. ]
Look, I enjoyed our time together, don't get me wrong, and I know I promised to pay for your food, so please feel free to stay and eat whatever you want, but I don't think it's possible for us to be any sort of friends, or even amicable, so long as you have that creature lurking in your soul.
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You can sense my Personas.
[The emphasis she puts on "Persona," makes it clear this is a Capital-P Persona, not just a fancy way of saying she has more than one face. Maybe it's the wrong thing to do, but Theo isn't here to say she's broken a social link, so all she can do is desperately try to repair it herself.]
I don't understand. Why can't we be friends?
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And when she says "Personas", there's no hint of recognition across his face. Truthfully, he has no clue what she's talking about. Likely something the angel told her, a way to access its power here, undoubtedly. ]
I just told you why. As it is, you're lucky you're still standing, so let me give you a piece of advice: Whatever power that Metatron promised you? I promise you if you and him so much as look at me funny I will rip him from your soul and then tear him to pieces. I will make it hurt. And I will enjoy it.
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Her first thought flits through her mind, but she tries to quash it, because that's never mattered. She can only ever deal with the consequences, and in this case, the consequence seems to be losing a friend because she has the Persona Aigis awakened within her in her soul.
The obvious answer is to release Metatron back into the Sea of Souls, but without access to the Velvet Room to summon him back if she needs him, that's hardly an option at all. All she can really do is stand there, back stiff enough to hurt as she tries to think of the right thing to say. There really isn't anything she can say to make up for it, is there? Metatron is a part of her soul.
Helpless, she can only close her eyes for a moment. She's not afraid of what Kazuya might do to her -- she's never really been afraid of pain or dying -- but she'd rather not go through it if she doesn't have to. Even if it means losing someone she'd wanted to consider a friend.]
Okay, [she says softly, though her shoulders are still stiff and her fingernails bite into the skin above her heart.] None of my Personas can act without my will, and I can't even summon them here, but... I'll leave you alone.
[Her voice doesn't crack, and she doesn't sound like she's about to cry, but there's a dull weight in the center of her chest, like the ugly feeling right before tears.] Sorry.
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At the very least, her words do inspire some kind of curiousity, because the way she phrases it, Personas, plural, makes it seem like she has more.
There had, briefly, been that fleeting sense of familiarity he'd sensed before, when they'd first met.
He doesn't know why Metatron would make a contract with this girl. Of what she has to do with anything, but if he can't act without her command, then that is, in essence, a contract.
His eyes narrow suspiciously, but the curiosity is there. It's enough to make him stay rooted to the spot.]
You can't summon anyone? Why make a contract with Metatron in the first place?
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It takes her a moment to answer, taking a breath and clearly taking her time to figure out the best way to put it.]
It's not a contract, [she says finally, and as much as she'd like to avoid his gaze and look at the ground, or at the other patrons, or at the poor guy behind the counter who looks like he isn't sure if he should continue prepping their beef bowls or not -- she keeps her eyes on his. Not a challenge, but an attempt to make it clear that she's not lying.] Not with him, anyway. It's hard to explain, but... one of the ways I can awaken a Persona is after spending time with my friends and forming a true bond with them, that friend gives me the strength to awaken a new power within my soul. Not consciously or anything, but-
[She shrugs helplessly. The fine details are things she never needed to worry about -- that's what Theo and Igor were for! And it has to sound like nonsense now that she's saying it aloud, but it is true.]
I don't even know if I can summon Personas if it's not the Dark Hour. And even if it were possible, I'd still need a special tool to do it, and I don't have it here.
RIP that poor guy
But... she isn't lying. Where then, does Metatron fit in? Or any of the demons she apparently has, inside her soul. She's explaining so much, and he'd only scratched the surface of what he'd been explaining himself.
Tentatively, he sits back down. It's a small measure of trust, at the very least. He still looks defensive, though.]
I don't know what a Persona is. [ He starts, slowly. ] But I'll tell you that I was the winner in that War I was telling you about I'm the one who became the King of Demons, and with that power, I waged my war against God and angels both.
[ Which is what he would have said, far more delicately if he'd been able to build up to it instead of being confronted by Metatrons presence. ]
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Why did you wage war against them? [she asks softly. There's no judgement in her voice, just honest, quiet curiosity. Considering it sounds like they'd trapped demons in the Yamanote Circle, and just let humanity try to figure out how to solve the problem... she could understand if it were for revenge, or wanting to protect the other people on Earth. More than that, she can't really judge. Even after what she and the other members of SEES had been through, it still seems way beyond her realm of experience.]
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[ It sounds so noble. But it'd been selfish too. ]
Both He and the angels wanted me to become their Messiah, to lead the people under his rule. To become the pawn of a tyrant who had no problem with killing people or taking away their free will whenever it was we humans did something he didn't like.
I said no, and turned the tables.
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Eventually, she exhales quietly through her nose again and shrugs one shoulder, the faintest of smiles curving her lips.] I dunno much about God, honestly. That one, anyway. But... to me, it sounds like you did the best thing you could do to protect everybody. I can understand that.
[Like sealing away Nyx, sometimes an impossible choice has to be made because someone has to be the one to step up. Someone had the potential to do it.]
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[And he still hasn't, and will never forgive the Angels or God for doing such a thing.]
He'd even tried to convince my friends that I was the real tyrant, that I'd go mad with power and start killing people indiscriminately. I never harmed a single person, for the record. No matter how many times they came after me.
[And in the end, sure, he'd managed to turn it around on the angels, to make most people hate them instead, but... Still. It makes him worried about what Yuzu really feels about him, about how Midori thinks of him. Even if he'd done the technically good thing, he's still a demon now. He'd still given up his humanity.]
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It's hard to think about an aspect of her soul hurting someone she likes, but -- well, she's not an idiot. She'd learned a little about each one of her Personas every time they awakened, and the sad thing is, she can't be surprised. Metatron isn't too dissimilar to Aigis, a stern figure who doesn't compromise. She presses her lips tightly together and finally lets herself break eye contact, staring down at her hands for a moment with another sigh and a nod.]
I'm sorry that happened to you. [Her fingers tighten around each other, then she takes another breath and squares her shoulders as she glances up to meet his eyes.] And... if you really don't want to be around me 'cause of that, I... understand.
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[The disgust, the anger, disdain and hatred are pretty palpable when he says that, that it's Metatron he doesn't like, doesn't want to be around.]
I can't help what I am, and as long as he's around, I don't really know if I'll be able to keep control of myself. The wills of the other Bel demons is mine too, and angels are something we can't tolerate, but Metatron is the worst of them as the right hand of God.
[He's going to... occupy his hands now, back to the glass of water that was put down for them earlier so he can take a sip. It really isn't her, but demons are reactionary by their very natures, and prone to their whims, as destructive as they might be. Kotone might very well be in danger if he gets another sense of that Angel.]
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I never had a problem having demons and angels in my heart at the same time, [she admits finally, not much above a murmur. It almost seems like she should feel guilty about that, but it's true.] They've always followed my commands when I had to fight.
[Or, like, again, she knew about it theory, from their history, but practically speaking, it had never been a problem.]
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[It'd been an edge case, but maybe Kotone was similar to Amane in her capability to hold both for a good length of time. After all, Amane had gone what, years? With Jezebel nestled deep against her soul, feeding on it as she pleased.]
So, if you can handle that, then you must be pretty strong. I don't envy you at all for it, though.
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[That, at least, she can be firm about. Akihiko and Mitsuru had had their Personas for years. Shinji -- well. Shinji's different.
Her hand goes to her heart again as she tries to figure out how to explain it as simply as possible -- and more than that, explain it in such a way that he doesn't storm off and leave. Saying that her Personas are her is a surefire way to just make him never trust her again, isn't it?]
My first Persona was Orpheus. For most people, Personas are like... they're a reflection of your resolve and a reminder that everyone dies. You have to accept your own inevitable death to awaken your potential. Most people only awaken one Persona. I'm... a little different.
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Kazuya watches her carefully, studies her expression and her body language. Not because he's looking for if she's lying or not, he already knows she isn't, but because he wants to know just how comfortable she is explaining this. This thing that doesn't really make any sort of sense.
It sounds like demons, and it sounds like angels.
He's slow to respond, calling to mind a previous conversation he's had while he's been here.]
Your personas. They take the form of gods, demons, angels, folk heros, and mythological monsters?
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