towerofanimus | 2ND BUS STOP | MAZES, HEALING & HUNTING [OPEN]

Characters: Shinjiro and anyone else who wishes to interact with him
Setting: Various locations! ~~Fabulous prizes!~~
Format: Any is fine; I'll follow your lead (I started in prose but do action if you want!)
Summary: A guy who goes around places trying not to think too much about the maze and what happened there.
Warning: SMT is suffering. Persona 3 is suffering.

[DORMITORIES - Backdated to the first day after awakening (Locked to Jin)]
The numbness subsided and he stood up, rubbing his head.

He...wasn't sure what to think, and looked down at his hands, before rubbing his head. Had he really...why was Castor back again it was...

No. No it wasn't Castor anymore. No matter how real everything had felt, those last four days of seeing the orphanage burn again and again, how hurtful it had all been he...he wasn't sure if he wanted to see Minako right now. What if it suddenly...no he needed to stop thinking like that! Concentrate on other things!

There were people to thank, as much as he hated thanking anyone. Shinjiro didn't like to owe favors. Others he needed to talk with. Like that asshole in a bed close to his, still sleeping. How do you even talk with a guy who killed you? Didn't know. Probably was having his own demons to fight off, after all. Maybe it was pity he felt, but...whatever. They needed to talk. He'd wait.

[LEVEL 32 - FLOATING ISLAND (no powers)]
It felt odd, not having the sound of any Persona in the back of his head. Knowing that he was, for a short while, just simply a human. It...felt nice at times, although with the situation, he was getting more and more thankful for the fact he could call upon then.

Regardless, the food this month was a farce. That could not do. A series of bags with him, Shinji was busy gathering roots, fruits and leaves. What he could dry later, he would, but most were going to be used in cooking.

If they didn't provide it, he'd make it himself...maybe a nice mushroom soup.

[LEVEL 25 - FLOWER MEADOW]
Most people only saw them as gifts to give to a beloved one (and to be fair a few of these might be going towards this goal) but for the most part, Shinjiro was picking up roses, clovers, dandelions and lavender. He could prepare tea with some of them, and use the others in his cooking to make a salad.

[LEVEL 15 - WORKSHOP]
For the past few days, Shinjiro had spent most of his time on the 15th level, using the forging tools and materials available to him. That labyrinth had sealed it for him, in a way, and he wasn't going to get caught empty-handed for any reason. If he didn't have his axe, he'd make himself one no matter how long it took. But first, there were a few people he needed to thank, for their help...

[This part is opened to everyone but England, Minami and Minako, if you want to meet him this week, he will have something to give you.]

[LEVEL 11 - OPEN AREA, WATERFALLS, NIGHTFALL]
Floor Eleven. The sound of the waterfalls should be soothing, but Shinjiro wasn't here to admire the view or to plummet himself to death. He was waiting for the night to fall, and the rainbows to flip over. Relenting was hard for him, but he knew he needed to practice fighting more. Was it safe to go by himself? Nope. Did he care? Not really.

He needed the practice and alone or with someone and he was going to do it right here...

[LEVEL 6 - FOREST]
Just eating plants wasn't going to be enough, of course. The animals here might be twisted - the birds might have teeth, but they were still, to their very basic, animals. Meat.

He was a cook, he knew how to cut and take care of one. But he'd never actually hunted for them before. A guy like Shinjiro wasn't the definition of someone who'd be good for that kind of stuff either. Which is why he was using his persona instead. Augustus had a lance. That seemed like the best course of action, in this case.

He just needed to find something large enough so he could feed more of them...but that came with its own dangers, didn't it?

[LEVEL 3 - LIBRARY]
Aki would be laughing at him. Him? In the library? You could almost think he was becoming studious! In reality, he was busy looking at cookbooks, trying to enhance his knowledge a little more - hell if he'd ever be caught dead reading wildlife magazines before, but now they actually were teaching him something.

He sat in one of the chairs, a stack of cookbooks and Wildlife's finest on a table nearby.

[LEVEL 1 - KITCHEN]
The first thing you might have notice, if you were the type to go snooping into one of the fridges was a few animals hung with hooks and dripping blood (but don't worry, he had found a pots for all that liquid to go into). Meat wasn't made to be eaten the day an animal died, but it was still a pretty grisly sight for those unprepared for it. Shinjiro hadn't cut and diced it yet, waiting a day more for the meat to rest.

Meanwhile, he was making what looked to be a few vegetarian dishes, and quite possibly cursing the lack of well...ANYTHING this month. At least his chest had come with some salt for his cooking. Next month he'd seriously have to think about stealing things from here or at least drying and smoking it so it could be preserved for later when they decided to pull stunts like this.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

It's kind of rude accusing another persona-user of being crazy, Shinjiro.

"That's true." That got a frown; the bars weren't...bad, but it would certainly be nicer to have other food around here. Regardless, he noticed Shinjiro staring at the lavenders and chuckled. "Don't worry, ill omens shouldn't carry over to teas."

Proper introductions were for losers.

Considering with how much crazy he's dealt with, he would take his chances. Then again he would need to find out you can actually use Personas in the first place. Shinjiro's powers didn't come with a handy Personadar™ like Jun's did.

"I ain't thinking that," he snapped back even if it was easy to tell he was thinking that, before sighing, trying to will himself to say the next part. "If you're good with flowers...mind telling me which would be good to give...a friend?" The way he said it, it was as obvious as the previous statement that it was more than a friend.

Awesome, they were on the same path of forgoing names until later or something like that.

Cut him some slack, Shinjiro was the first Persona-user that didn't have Personadar™ that he's met. One persona-user not being able to sense another seemed kind of far-fetched.

Jun frowned a bit awkwardly when Shinjiro snapped at him, but his smile was back when the topic of conversation returned to one of his expertise. "Well, how important are they to you?"

But it was true. Blame Philemon. Blame everything on Philemon. In fact, blame his blushing on Philemon. Yeap. Perfect. Stupid butterfly bastard.

He groaned and looked at him for a second, unconsciously clasping the flowers a little harder.

"F-forget it, I--shit. Look. She's important and that's all you need to know, alright?!" See? It wasn't too hard. He just had to say it in an angry and emotional way that probably told Jun everything.

Jun was all for blaming Philemon in every situation, but he's pretty sure Philemon isn't even here right now.

And though the bout of anger was a bit weird, he certainly wasn't off-put by it. He just kind of stared, and then the smile eased back to his face, as he looked around the meadow and picked a few things.

"Then I would suggest Cacalias, or Camellias-- Daffodils and Violets especially," He said, holding up pink, yellow and dark blue and purple flowers.

Cacailas and Camellias he didn't really know, but Daffofils and Violets yes. He looked around for a few of them, muttering a 'thanks' as he picked a group of them together, realizing he hadn't asked what exactly they represented once he was done. Looking at them, then at Jun, he paused before asking;

"...What'd they mean exactly?"

"Cacalias and Camellias both involve admiration and adulation; Camellias also symbolize gratitude and beauty."

As he explained, Jun looked around the meadow, picking a few more Daffodils. "Violets are associated with faithfulness and modesty, and Daffodils can vary from chivalry to unparalleled love, as well as being symbols of good fortune and future prosperity."

He turned back to Shinjiro and handed him the handful of Daffodils he'd accumulated. "It's better to give a lot though; a singular Daffodil can change the meaning to misfortune and unrequited love."

For half a second, he had heard adultery and was gonna snap at him why he had suggested it in the first place when he realized he had misheard. Adulation...he let Jun lead him around, absorbing this new floral knowledge he was gaining and suddenly there were more flowers in his hands. How had he--

He started down at them and blushed again.

"R-right. Uh...thanks..." had they introduced? No. No they hadn't. "Name's Shinjiro Aragaki."

Jun smiled and nodded in return. Really, it was just fun being able to talk about this kind of stuff again!

"It's no problem. I hope your friend likes them." Yes, friend. "My name's Jun Kurosu. It's nice to meet you, Aragaki."

Too bad he was talking with the biggest anti-social guy with a heart of gold. Now that they were done, however, he was making a move to go to the exit. Or wait...actually...

"Do I...gotta just keep them in water, right?" He hadn't really given or bought flowers before, you see. For all he knew, maybe there was a special flower mix that needed to be added in there.

Jun smiled and nodded; "Make sure it's clean and to clip off the dead leaves. Don't keep them in the dark either--" As much as that was possible at least-- "Any source of light should do."

He'd probably recommend some kind of fancy dirt flower mix, but around here it was kind of impossible. "I wonder if you could just heal them if they're wilted though...?" He added, half as a joke, but now he's wondering if Healing skills would actually work.

He kept nodding as Jun when on, noting to get a knife or a pair of scissors to snip off and clean them before finding a vase...dang he'd need a vase too. Keep it close to the windows maybe as well. But that all suddenly changed when he continued into healing them. Wait what?

"I could--" he suddenly shifted moods right back to being deadly serious. Perhaps not as surprised as he would have been in the tower before, but not pleased that this guy seemed to know things at all.

"The hell do you know?!"

The immediate shifting mood took him by surprise, and Jun even jumped a bit. What did he say wrong? Usually he could make a guess as to his social misstep was, but he couldn't...really...figure out what it was this time.

"Wha-- Well I... I haven't actually tried it. I never got a chance to, after I started really using my Persona... But it's worth a shot?"

Plus his old persona didn't really have healing spells.

Well, strangely enough, that explained somewhat why he was acting so weirdly and suggested it so casually to him. He was a Persona user as well. But that still didn't quite explain everything either.

"How'd you know? Got powers to tell you when other users are close by?"

At least he didn't seem that angry anymore, just incredibly confused, if a tiny bit worried.

"Of course. I can sense your Persona through mine," He said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, and then blinked dumbly a few times. Was this not a conclusion he could've come to on his own...?

"Can't you? You have the same power..."

Well consider both of them completely confounded. "Never worked that way," he replied back, just as mystified. "We had Fuuka on the team to sense Shadows, Persona users and act as our recon. You...can do that too?"

"Well...I can sense Persona-users, but not Shadows... I don't think you'd really need a Persona to recognize them..." They were....kind of hard to miss, if you asked him.

"We've never had anyone to do recon though... It was mostly up to us to figure out what to do."

Well, mostly up to the others. Still, he did most of his recon on his own or with the Masked Circle.

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