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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
👍
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Let's try both and find out. 😉
ENFP-A
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But going to a small café sounds cute, especially since she already knows how well Akira can make coffee. Any café he'd take someone to would have to be good! There's a genuine warmth to her smile as he describes it, because,] That does sound romantic when you say it like that! I used to go to the mall café with my friends if I wasn't working there.
[Her smile falters, just at the corners, with the reminder that she'll never get to go to Chagall again. She'd gone there with so many friends, talked about so many important things over a cup of coffee, or tea, or hot chocolate. It's a silly little thing to get sad over, though, so she mentally shoves it aside and redoubles the strength of the smile she tosses Akira.]
Maybe we can find a café like that here! We could go together, if you want!
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[she casually mentions working at a cafe, and Akira definitely wants to circle back to that eventually, to compare notes as a fellow barista. but first?]
I'd love to.
[go to one together with her, he means. she's right; he is pretty darn picky about his coffee, so he isn't going to settle for some froufrou Birdbucks seasonal drink!!]
There's one up in the Vale that I really like. I'll take you there the next time we get together. [a beat, before he brings the conversation back to its original purpose] Did that help you come up with any ideas for yourself?
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[Agreeing to a second date when they're already on one? Sounds like a great success to her. And if it's a place Akira wants to share with her, all the better.
But she should have expected he'd turn the conversation back to her; he'd told her about his own, so she has to give him something, right? She hums quietly, gazing down into the drink she'd traded with Akira. What would she want to share with him...? The obvious answer is to say that she'd like to go to the café too, but she knows he'll see through that.
Maybe she could blame that bright drink for how hard it is to think of something, but that can't be it. She hasn't even had half of it, feeling more loose and comfortable than anything else. Does she really not have anything...?]
I think, [she says quietly, still looking down into her drink and imagining that she can see her own reflection in it,] ...I think it would be nice to go for ramen, maybe.
[Junpei, Akihiko, Shinjiro, the other members of SEES -- they'd all gone there at different points. Sharing a meal with someone is one of the most tangible reminders that they're alive, isn't it? Everybody needs to eat.
She closes her eyes and imagines she can feel a warm breeze and smell cherry blossoms. Her drink isn't as good a mirror as she thinks it is, because she doesn't see that her smile has faded to a ghost of it's former brightness.] ...I'd like to see the ocean, too.
[Not the beach. The view from Gekkoukan's roof that made all of her personal problems seem so small when compared to how truly big the whole world is.]
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[but yes. back to Kotone and her favorite date spots! the way she manages to matrix dodge Joker homework with her answers. . . his smile softens]
I think ramen makes for a great date, too.
[even more so when it's her idea. but what she says next. . . the way her smile seems to dim, nostalgic and wistful around its edges. . .]
[. . .]
. . . I wish there was an ocean here. [Akira admits, never once tearing his gaze away from the gentleness in her expression] A real one. Not a virtual one.
[because no matter how real that simulated virtual reality island had been, it couldn't hold a candle to an actual ocean]
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She can't help but give him a more genuine smile when he agrees about ramen. There's no Hagakure here of course, but maybe she can find a good place in the Early Bird Hall that she can take him to...? What a hardship, having to try lots of different ramen restaurants to find the best one, oh no...
But she nods in a wordless agreement to Akira's wish, swirling the straw in her drink as she tries to summon up her usual brightness to her smile. It's hard, though, thinking about the memories she'd left behind on that rooftop.]
My school was on an island. We had to take a monorail to get there every day. If you went up on the roof, you could look out over the sea, all the way to the horizon. [She leans down and blows a few idle bubbles through her straw, just to see if the thicker liquid can handle it. It can! And that makes it easier to brighten her smile into something more natural, she thinks.] I really liked it there. On the roof.
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[. . . also, dang. she went to a high school all the way out on an island, with a beautiful view of the water from the rooftop? it sounds like the complete opposite of Shujin, or even the sleepy countryside school he is attending back in his hometown. he is mildly jealous!]
[engaged with her description, Akira scoots a little closer, until his knee bumps accidentally (but warmly) against Kotone's]
It sounds like you have a lot of good memories associated with it. And I bet the view was. . . [a pause. an exhale] Breathtaking.
1/2 closes my eyes
Not all of her memories of school are good ones. There's definitely a fair share of horrible things that happened, too! Sometimes teachers, sometimes other students, then of course the mere fact that their school was Tartarus... still. She glances up, blinks a bit with surprise when Akira's face is closer than she'd initially thought, and just gives him another smile.]
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[Oof, getting too close to genuine sentiment there! Can't have that.]
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[but he'll definitely remember. and for now? he'll tuck that memory away into the back of his mind. held for a time when, perhaps, she is feeling just a bit more brave]
[Kotone shatters the moment with a witty quip, and Akira laughs when she does, rocking back in his seat as he takes another large sip of his drink. this thing is dangerous!1 he is downing far more than he had ever intended to; the warmth is already threatening to bring a flush to his cheeks]
Ooooh, nice one. [HE'S A SUCKER FOR A REALLY BAD PICKUP LINE] I think I can feel my heart racing in my chest.
[it is, but that's mostly because of the alcohol]
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Maybe she can blame the drink for that moment of quiet nostalgia, but she's pretty sure it's mostly Akira's fault. She has to be careful around the other wildcards, huh...? This must be how her friends felt around her when she'd point out things they didn't want to talk about -- though she probably can blame the drink for the way everything feels a little different as she reaches out to rifle through the fabric, the slightest numbness to the tips of her fingers in a sensation more weird than alarming.]
Oh! I wore something like this in Tartarus once! [If the bad pickup line had been an initial distraction, hopefully pulling the French maid dress off the rack and holding it up to herself is a punch to keep him off balance.] The high-cut armor would be easier to move in, though...
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Tartarus? Like. . . toothpaste?
[I HOPE JUNPEI FEELS VINDICATION. . . the wrinkle of his nose as he looks at the French maid outfit makes it clear it isn't to his taste, though. it reminds him a bit too much of a certain homeroom teacher]
What's "high-cut armor?" Is Tartarus where you fought Shadows?
. . . did you fight them while dressed as a maid?
[HELLO??]
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Yep! [is all she says, though, in answer to all of those questions. She tosses him a smile and a wink, hanging the maid dress back up because of the way his nose had wrinkled and continuing to dig through for other options. Oooh, the opposite of a maid dress is a butler suit, right? She pulls that one off and holds it up, tilting her head questioningly even as she explains,] The high-cut armor was like, a metal bikini with tall boots. It was pretty fun to wear!
[Persona 3 is a serious game about the meaning of life and remembering that you will die.]
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[. . . except then she explains what high-cut armor is, and that same brain betrays him by lingering on thoughts of Kotone in a bikini. thoughts that he immediately dispels with a quick shake of his head. don't be rude, Kurusu!!]
You fought in a maid outfit and a metal bikini? It wasn't. . . uncomfortable??
[he asks, knowing damn well that Ann fought in HEELS]
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[She giggles a little bit and shakes her head, setting the butler suit to the side in a vague 'maybe later' pile before returning to the clothes rack. Maybe she can find a bikini here...? Lingerie is basically a bikini with different fabric, isn't it? Hmmm...
As she's searching through, she shifts sideways and tilts her head, wordlessly inviting Akira to come look through the clothes with her.]
Like I said, it was really easy to move in. Some of the guys got embarrassed when we wore it, but that was just funny! [She sticks her tongue out at Akira playfully, finally feeling with her fingers something appropriately lacy. Oooh... she abruptly grabs a black corset and holds it up.] This looks uncomfortable, though. Too big for me, I think.
[Her eyes sparkle. Maybe it's his size?]
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Well, if it worked for you, then what they thought didn't matter.
[SHE IS EVEN BOLDER THAN HE THOUGHT, ISN'T SHE. . . though it's not a bad thing at all. that boldness helped ease his awkward nerves about hanging out in a strip club. and that same boldness is making rifling through this display of gaudy costumes pretty fun! with her invitation, Akira steps forward and starts tugging at various fabrics. nurse's scrubs, a police uniform, a sexy corn costume. . .]
[he glances up when she holds out the corset, brows raising in obvious approval. except then she makes a comment about it being too big, and--]
[he points to himself]
-- wait. For me?
[he is not opposed, but the idea does take him off guard!]
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She clocks that eyebrow raise, files it away for later, and just laughs at his surprise, shoving the corset into his hands.] Why not? If it works for you~
[She sticks her tongue out again as she playfully tosses his words back to him, returning to the rack. Hmm hmm hmm... oh! She claps her hands with a sudden idea.]
How about you pick a costume for me to try, and I'll pick one for you? [He even gets treated to a playful wink as she adds,] I promise to try whatever you pick!
[Local girl will try anything once--]
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[Kotone shoves the corset into Akira's hands before he can say anything else. a flood of red washes across his cheeks, heat lighting up his features, glowing almost like a Christmas tree. he glances down at the garment, which feels. . . pretty nice against his fingers, actually. lacy, but soft! it probably wouldn't itch if he were to put it on. . .]
[at her suggestion, Akira's gaze snaps up again]
You trust me that much already? [to pick out something that is not COMPLETELY out there??] . . . all right.
You're on.
[countdown until he just picks the butler suit, because girls in pants suits are sexy--]
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Will her willingness to trust others get her into trouble in the future? Almost certainly! But let's not worry about that for right now.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), she's of a similar opinion to him, humming to herself as she rifles through the rack until she finally finds what she's looking for. She pulls it out, revealing a black sleeve, and then squints at Akira as if measuring him with her eyes. Hmmmm.... yeah, this might do! She triumphantly yanks out a matching butler suit, holding it up proudly.]
Ta-da!! This one!! This was always my favorite to put the boys in when we went to Tartarus!
[Potentially revealing a lot about herself there...]
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[but! it's not a bad pick, especially considering what he had wanted for her in return. Akira perks up with visible interest, before holding the corset up next to the jacket]
And look at that. They match.
[A CORSETED BUTLER!!]
Good find. I like it.
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[Before he can protest, she's shoving the butler suit right into his hands not unlike the corset he's now showing off. She has no idea how he's going to wear both, but honestly! She'd like to see that!! The whole concept makes her laugh, eyes sparkling with delight because it's just so silly and fun of a thing to do.]
They've got to have outfits like this for sale too, right?
[Since ostensibly the ones in the room are meant for borrowing, not for keeping.]
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[put it on, Kotone says, and Akira just. . . kind of glances around. are there any private places to change in here. . .? no?? none at all??]
[hm!]
I'm sure there's a shop for them somewhere in the Nest. That place has everything.
[after a brief pause, he turns his back towards her, fingers toying with the hem of his shirt but not quiiiite moving to pull it off just yet]
This won't be awkward, will it?
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[None at all! And yet that doesn't seem to bother Kotone at all; in fact, she doesn't seem to have noticed it until she sees Akira looking around. Oh, hm. Oh well! At least he's asked her an easily-answerable question.]
No! [she doesn't think it will be awkward at all. Oh, but maybe Akira is afraid he'll feel awkward? She lets out an understanding noise and smacks her fist into her opposite palm.] Oh, I can turn around if you want!
[That's the bare minimum she should be doing anyway??]
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Ah.
[. . . give him a moment he has to think about how he wants to approach this!! actually, shouldn't he try to match her boldness. . .?]
[. . .]
[CASUALLY. . .]
I don't mind. [he sounds so nonchalant but she probably knows better by now, doesn't she?] If you don't think it's awkward, then--
[A DEEP BREATH, and-- much like ripping off a bandaid-- Akira just. tugs his shirt cleanly off over his head. it should be noted he is still not facing her, so he cannot see the look on her face as he does so. SOMEHOW. . . IT MAKES THINGS EASIER. . .]
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Her eyes trace appreciatively over the bare skin of his back, following the curves of his muscles, looking for any scars that might hint at his activity fighting Shadows or stealing hearts. Luckily for her, he isn't looking at her face, else he might have seen the look of mischief that brightens her eyes as she's struck with a sudden thought. Her hands might not be as cold as they were when they'd first met on the VR beach, but she bets she can still startle him if she just takes a step forward and--
pokes him right in the small of his back, just to see if he'll yelp.]
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[. . . her mischief is also rewarded with the most embarrassingly strangled cry of surprise. Akira feels fingers at the small of his back, and he practically lurches forward, spinning around to face Kotone again with his cheeks on fire]
H-- [HELP WHAT DOES HE SAY NOW THAT HE HAS SHOWN HER WHAT A LOSER HE IS???]
I-- if you wanted to touch, you could have at least warned a guy first. . . !
[the protest is weak. it's more amused than upset. amused at her, amused at how easily startled he was. . . get it together, Kurusu!]
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