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[thanabro]

Characters: Ryoji and OPEN!
Setting: Floor Six (The Forest), Floor Twenty Two (The Art Gallery)
Format: Action
Summary: Ryoji's taken it upon himself to explore a bit - and maybe get a little practice in.
Warning: Possible violence (depending who tags him/how threads go), gore, mentions of death.


[Upon reaching this floor, Ryoji seeks out a good place to practice with Thanatos. This forest seems like an alright place, and he heads away from the staircase a bit so no one passing through will get hit. Still, from the staircase one might hear crashing as he fires a few Megidola spells off, as well as practicing with Tempest Slash.]

[Anyone going to investigate might find him casting a healing spell to recover the spent energy on his physical attacks, or just sitting against a tree. Those who are familiar with such things will note that he doesn't have an Evoker on him.]



[Ryoji's always considered himself a fan of art - in various different forms, but art galleries are always peaceful, right?]

[And so he finds himself on this floor, walking around the gallery a little, looking at the paintings of strange locales.]

[And suddenly the paintings aren't so nice anymore. The whole place seems darker, and many of the paintings are now of people dying in gruesome ways - torture, organs ripped out, clawing at their own faces. As he backs away and tries to find where he came from, he turns to see a painting of Minato and Minako dead in front of the Nyx Avatar.]

… That's wrong. We… we defeated it.

[He makes another turn, trying to figure out how to get back to the staircase, and runs into another painting - this one of himself as the Avatar, face a rotting corpse and the city below him, dark and dead.]

No - ! Stop it! I -

[He runs through the gallery, desperately trying to find an exit.]

Comments

[evokingfool]

[Minato's exploring the floors again, when he find himself in the forest floor. As a precaution, he always head out with his Evoker and sword with him.

Clutching his sword, he follows the sound of crashing and stops.]

...Ryoji?

[thanabro]

[Ryoji looks up at Minato, grinning a little bit.]

Hey! Minato! How are you?

[evokingfool]

[He walks over to Ryoji, smiling a bit.]

I'm doing fine. What about you? Training?

[thanabro]

[He nods.]

Yeah. I'm still pretty new at summoning Thanatos.

[evokingfool]

Do you want a training partner?

[He can watch out for him.]

6th Floor

[busstopsign]

[Shinjiro just happened to pass on his way to the higher floors, when the sound of a fight caught his attention and he came up, only to find Ryoji firing spells. He didn't look too pleased.]

Tch. Can't you find a better place to do this?

[thanabro]

[... Shinjiro why do you always make everyone feel guilty with your glare are you secretly a Persona.]

Oh! Hey there, Shinjiro.

... Well, I didn't want to do it where there were a lot of other people.

[busstopsign]

[Touché. Also yes he is.]

You cast something wrong and the forest might go. Did you try practicing it on real shadows yet?

[thanabro]

Uh... the only battle I've used him in so far has been with the Nyx Avatar.

[He's a late bloomer shh -]

[busstopsign]

What? But I got told that Thanatos was part of Nyx's Avatar...which you--

[He sighs.]

Forget it. I've had it with the different worlds crap anyway. Let's go find some then. Practice won't mean shit if you get nervous during a real situation.

[yang_phase]

[Sakuya padded barefoot through the forest, brushing slender fingers against the trunk of a tree as she passed by. There were sounds coming from this direction, and -- what was that thing he was commanding?]

You... is that your servant?

[She slipped her hand into her robe, fingering the edge of one of the fuda inside. Almost by habit.]

[thanabro]

[Ryoji turns around as Thanatos disappears and - oh. Wow, she's pretty.]

No and yes. It's kind of complicated - but I'd be more than willing to explain it to a pretty lady like you~.

[yang_phase]

[Pretty? She looked a little taken aback, but recovered quickly.]

Please do. I've never seen that kind of magic before.

[thanabro]

Some people in my world can use this power called a Persona. A Persona is a mask that you wear to face the world - that's how it works for most people. But we can summon it to help us fight.

[yang_phase]

I'm not sure I entirely understand. You are talking about summoning a part of yourself?

Are you... human?

[hardknoxlife]

[ Already, the hallways were making him jumpy, made worse by their varying effects. So naturally, the sound of crashing caught his attention. So pardon him if he's suddenly riding in at full speed on a lawnmower-- and promptly slowing down to a stop as he notices Ryoji healing himself. ]

...Right.

[ Calling out though. ]

'Scuse me! I could've sworn I heard something in this general direction. Is everything alright?

[thanabro]

[... Nice ride - anyway. Ryoji looks up, a little embarrassed.]

Oh. I must have been too loud. Sorry about that.

[hardknoxlife]

[ It's the best ride, man. Goes from zero-to-reaping in 0.4 seconds flat.

But he steps off, effortlessly heaving the piece of machinery over his shoulder and approaching Ryoji. ]

That was you then? You all right? Nothing hurt or anything?

What was that anyway? Sounded like a right bugger of a mess.

[thanabro]

[Awesome.]

I'm fine! Sorry, I was just training. Nothing hurt so far, at least.

[hardknoxlife]

All right there then.

[ Tilting his head ever so slightly though. ]

Said you were training, right? What for, if you don't mind my asking.

22nd floor

[complementing]

Oof--!

[He apparently bumps into Minako, who was just about to go deeper into the gallery. She staggers back a little before her brow furrows in concern.]

Ryoji? What's wrong?

[thanabro]

M-Minako! Don't go in there... some of the pictures are horrible...

[He reaches out and grabs her hand.]

[complementing]

[She's more than a little confused, but she can see that he's anxious, and brings him into a hug. Her eyes peer into the darkness.]

The artworks? How?

[thanabro]

... They were of... terrible things. I don't want you to have to see...

[He's shaking a little in her arms. He feels sick... he doesn't want to have to think of those things.]

mixing the two setting at once aw yeah 83

[complementing]

[She hesitates before nodding, rubbing his back soothingly. She wanted to see for herself what had frightened him so badly, but that could wait later.]

I won't then. Why don't we go somewhere quiet to sit? Maybe the meadow floor? Or the forest floor?