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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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Still, she's a pretty tricky one to hit.
His blasts keep missing as she dodges and weaves in and out in an unpredictable pattern, until he finally catches her-- at least he thinks he does, a shot expelling right towards her but quickly soon bouncing back and hitting him in the shoulder. A sudden shout leaves him, not quite of pain and more of surprise with the mutant stepping back a little and his arm leaving his visor, seemingly leaving him open for an attack.
Although his feet are still firmly planted on the ground, so he's not down and out yet. He's ready to block and potentially counter if she decides to cross their short distance.]
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She sprints to close the distance, ducking down suddenly to try to sweep his feet out from under him with her naginata. Whether she succeeds or not, her next gambit is to try to stab forward and wedge her naginata between his shoulder and elbow, again trying to either pin him to the ground or twist his arm to shove him off-balance, whatever she can manage. If she can keep herself out of his line of sight, ideally behind him, that's the only way she can even try to keep up without her Personas.]
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Is he already falling? Failing? Something frustrated almost builds up, but he keeps his focus. He has to at all times. Especially now. Because he's the only one from his team to represent the X-Men and he's alone in that regard and--
He manages to reach his visor as he falls back, still looking straight at Kotone and firing directly at her as a last ditch effort to create some distance or catch her guard. Wanting to read her trying to take advantage of his fall by pinning him, but he can shoot once more.]
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You okay?
[Her breath comes hard through her nose, and beneath the hard determination of combat, there's still concern, more visible in the set of her brow.]
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Just like how she has hand near Evoker. Could he shoot at her hand before she summons a Persona? She has to point it at her head to make it work, he knows that, so he'd just have to be fast and maybe predict how she might dodge ahead of time before pulling off that maneuver and--]
...Huh?
[He blinks behind his visor, a little surprised by the question but something in Scott shifts. Muscles slightly relax, though he doesn't pull his hand away yet.] We're still sparring, right?
[Or...] Although guess this might be considered a stalemate? We can go again though. I'm not down and out yet, Kotone.
[He really seems so determined to keep fighting... or at least not allowing himself to breathe or rest.]
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[Because that's a next level of sparring that maybe he'd prefer to take a break before tackling. She doesn't know how long he's been training before she got here, but it had seemed pretty intense.
Her gaze flicks over him, taking measure of his determination, but also searching for signs of exhaustion, too. Making somebody keep fighting when they're not in good condition is never good; they make more mistakes, get hit more often, and have to sit out longer between fights. And it's not like she could send her friends to get Edogawa's sketchy medicine!!]
Did something happen? [she adds, tilting her head in quiet invitation. Like, he seems more driven than usual for sure.]
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Yeah, your Personas are part of your skillset-- a part of you. Granted, if you're able to summon one of your more powerful ones against me, we can call it as a win for you.
[No point in denying it. If she summons a Persona that destroyed multiple shadows and such in one hit, he would not fare much better. Maybe if she went with something weaker it would be fine, but he briefly wonders if she even has a 'weaker' Persona with her. Hm.] Or we can practice with you fighting to just disarm and not obliterate your opponent with one attack.
[All this talk about fighting and he looks ready to resume their training... until her question stalls his hand against his visor, a frown tugging at the corner of his mouth. Did she notice, or more importantly, does he actually look upset? He shouldn't because it's not like any of that actually matters and he's fine, he's training with her. He's been fine all this time without Pietro or any other mutant--]
Nothing important happened.
[For once, he sounds curt, almost closed-off in a way that he normally isn't with her.] It's just good that we train-- especially me.
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He makes a good point about maybe wanting to fight and disarm somebody; that sounds like something they could work on, but she's watching that frown tug at his lips. Deliberately, she raises from her ready stance, letting her hand fall away from her Evoker in a clear sign that she's not intending to continue.]
I'm not arguing that it's good to train, but...
[She takes a few steps forward, still keeping her hand away from her Evoker. Not that she thinks Scott will take a cheap shot against her like this, but it's still good to make it as obvious as possible that she's not willing to continue just yet.]
I'm your girlfriend, right? [Her cheeks still warm when she says that aloud, but she presses on.] So you can talk to me when something's bothering you.
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A part of him, the old Scott Summers that still exists in him, wants to just withdraw completely. Maybe retreat back to one of his many rooms and lie on his bed and not talk to anyone for the next few hours. It feels like something he could easily slip back into, an old coping mechanism that's worked in the past and it's not like he's really that different from that brooding teen.
But he's also not the same either. He's a X-Man-- even if that's the reason why he's sulking right now, but more importantly he's someone that is lucky enough to have Kotone as his girlfriend, a reminder that gets him to visibly soften. A gloved hand reaches out to her from his position on the ground, offering for her to sit next to him.]
You're my girlfriend. [An agreement, with voice losing some of that distant note to it.] ...Did I really look that upset?
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Not really, [she answers his question honestly with a small quirk of her lips. She'd been able to tell, because she knows him. Plus, the intense training session was a big hint too, but if someone didn't know him as well, they might not even realize.] But you're upset.
[Her voice pitches up in a gentle invitation for him to tell her why, when he's ready.]
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Good to know that I'm not that obvious.
[Because shouldn't he be hiding his feelings better?? At least in front of his teammates and everything. If he's going to return to them at some point and be their leader, he has to be strong and part of that is being reliable and cool and stuff, right? But Kotone isn't exactly his teammate, no she's different but still really important to him.
He curls his fingers around hers as they rest atop her lap. Maybe it's okay if he takes some strength from her?? Mostly, he doesn't want to turn away from the worried girl next to him, because he was fully honest when he said that she makes him feel comfortable and safe and everything. She's easy to talk to, similar in the same way Jean is back home.]
...I was just reminded that I'm really the only X-Man here. [...] But that's nothing new, right? Been that way for over a year now.
[He doesn't yet dig into what's really bothering him, but it's a start, Scott laying the groundwork and it's something they both know. His thumb traces against her knuckles, almost gentle now despite how they were fighting just a few minutes ago.]
Another mutant showed. [Well.] I mean, another another mutant just showed up.
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Straightening a little, she can't help but wonder why another mutant being here at the resort isn't a good thing. Why would Scott be upset just because the new arrival isn't an X-Man? Like, surely all mutants can't be X-Men any more than all Persona users are members of SEES.]
And...? [she prompts quietly, a gentle encouragement for him to talk at his own pace and only about what he wants. There has to be more to it than this mutant just not being part of his team, right?]
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Because now he really understands how much it hurts, how much it sucks, to have someone that is familiar but also... different. He wonders if it's better or worse if that person knows you at all? But it's not a competition.
Instead of answering her directly, he instead faces her with a question.]
...I really didn't understand until now how much it hurt you that Shinjiro and Akihiko didn't recognize you. [He frowns, before tangling their hands together in a grip.]
Guess I kind of do now.
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[That's all she says at first, a quiet noise of sympathy and understanding. Really, he doesn't have to say more than that, if he doesn't want to; someone's arrived here, someone Scott knows and is close to, but doesn't know him. Without waiting for a sign or some approval, she lets go of his hand to instead wrap her arms around his neck, draping herself over him in a hug as if she could somehow protect him from that horror gnawing feeling of not being good enough.]
Yeah. [Her voice is soft, gentle against his ear as she holds him close.] It hurts a lot, doesn't it? Like something heavy, right in the middle of your chest.
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.....
It's kind of ironic, isn't it? He felt so comfortable with mutants back home and never really with humans, but now it's the reverse here. When he's actually a mutant. What the hell is wrong with him anyway.]
Yeah. [Her voice warm against his ear, comforting in a way that makes him relax a little, even though that hurt in his chest hasn't gone away. The same hurt she's pointed out to him, beating in the middle and spreading further with each beat.]
I... it's not the fully same thing. I want to clarify that, like... he does recognize me, sort of. He knows a version of me, but he basically hates me and wants nothing to do with me.
[He wants to be angry
pull his pigtails in return, because it really is an easy feeling for him to return to. Something so familiar, it's almost comforting at a time like this.] He's on some other stupid team that apparently hates mine.no subject
That's horrible, [she murmurs, dropping her chin to his shoulder and staring at the wall behind him. If Shinjiro or Akihiko or even Minato had thought that she was part of Strega or something -- she doesn't even know what she would do.]
And he didn't listen when you told him you're not the same guy?
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[They were having an okay conversation until he mentioned that his Pietro--Peter is on the X-Men, then things turned south. Because then Pietro mentioned a group named the Brotherhood and how they are basically rivals or whatever to the X-Men, that they only really work together when things go bad and even that, it's a hard push. He doesn't fully understand it and part of him doesn't care to.
It's not like Pietro cares anything about him, so why should he??]
...It's fine, Kotone. I don't need him and he clearly doesn't need me.
[Sure, it hurts, but he'll just get over it. He'll just push it down and stubbornly stare at the opposite wall-- a wall that can change into a battle simulation. That's how he'll continue to train and stuff, right?]
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If it were fine, you wouldn't be fighting like this, [she murmurs finally, without judgement, just making an observation as she sees it. Scott wears his heart on his sleeve, for better or worse, and it's obvious how much this is bothering him.] Maybe he just needs some time.
When he needs you, you'll be there for him. [She squeezes his shoulders a little more tightly.] Right?
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...It's nice to have someone understand him without him needing to say the thing that bothers him. His face leans against hers, wanting and appreciating that simple but intimate contact.]
That's assuming if he'll ever need me. He made a big show about not wanting that. [...] We're not teammates-- we're not X-Men together.
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Isn't it a good thing if he doesn't need you? [asked with only a touch of uncertainty, because yeah, it might feel nice to be needed, but,] Like... if he's doing well enough that he doesn't actually need help, then that's okay. And if he does need help, you'll be there.
[She leans back on her heels, trying to meet his eyes even though she knows she can't actually see through his ruby lenses. He can see her, and that's way more important.]
Even if you're not X-Men, maybe eventually you can be friends. Or at least not enemies.
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His eyes lower to the ground as she pulls away and there's something almost suffocating in his chest. Tightening around it so hard that it makes it hard for Scott to say anything at first and when he does, his voice is quiet. Almost inaudible.]
But I want him to need me.
[He's the only one that at least recognizes a version of him, which is more than what he's got for the past year. But more than that, he's a version of a trusted teammate back home, no matter how much Peter drives him crazy sometimes.]
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[She's gentle when she draws a hand away from his shoulder, never losing contact to instead gently cup his cheek to encourage him to look at her. Her lips curve into a small, almost wistful smile, because she gets it. She really, really does. She wants Shinjiro and Akihiko to need her, almost more than she can stand. But she had to remember that building that kind of trust takes time and extraordinary circumstances. "Wanting" it just isn't enough.]
But... probably what he needs from you right now is time and space. He'll come around.
[There's a quiet confidence in her voice when she says that last part, because she genuinely believes it. Anyone who gives Scott a chance would have to see what she sees, right? A strong, driven boy who cares so deeply about everyone around him.]
And you'll make sure he'll be okay enough to make that decision on his own.
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He wonders if it took Shinjiro or Akihiko a long time to trust her, but she had to deal with it nonetheless, right? And she didn't even exist to them. Is it worse than being disliked? Hard to say, but he's not about to compare 'who had it worse' not when they've both been hurt by this.]
You sound so certain about all that. [While doubt doesn't really highlight his voice, he's just a little bit in awe that she truly has that much confidence in him, or maybe Pietro eventually needing his help.] ...But I guess if he wants to avoid me for the entire time, I have to accept that too, don't I?
[A weaker smile, but maybe one of acceptance, even if it hurts.]
I can't force someone to have a connection with me. I wouldn't want to.