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008 | ❝Get this party started...❞

Characters: The Persona casts and invited guests (just ask if you want to hop in!)
Setting: Media Level, September 15th
Format: Whatever suits your fancy!
Summary: So the Shadow Event was Hell (haha), a few of them grabbed some booze from various sources(?!), so iiiiiiit's PARTY TIME~
Warnings: Somehow srs discussions in one thread and underage drinking in others? I don't even know, man.

So the last seven days had been a misty hell in the tower surrounded by fog... literally.

Muzicons.com

Sure, this was likely the normal aside from the fog... but that didn't mean that the residents didn't need some time to blow off some steam every now and then, and for the Persona users? It had been extremely rough on them with all the Shadows manifesting. That also included their own. Especially included their own in some cases (ow, Naoya...).

It didn't take much, just a small filtered ~~and handwaved~~ message to the other Persona users that Yu knew from either running into them in the battle for everyone's sanity in the past week or before then. "Bring what you can get your hands on," he said, but to the leaders there was also "we need to talk." Because there had been a long period of time where they hadn't spoken as a group... and after bribing Strega with a few rounds of Halo and possible drinking games if they could get their hands on some booze, he'd headed back up to the media floor...

There were no fancy decorations, but he had picked up what was disrupted from the fighting and cleaned like whoa. Everything was set up with whatever few snacks he'd saved in his trunk from the previous month.

Come on in whenever...

[ooc: feel free to mingle and do what you want. This IS a party, after all... so let loose and have fun with it! Start your own threads if there's something that doesn't fit what you were going to do. :3]
[EDIT: Due to earlier confusion, if anyone who knows/is close to any of the Persona people, they are welcome. Really, this is a party for friends.]

Directory
Mingling! || Persona Team Leaders' Meeting || Movie Night! || Video Games! || Karaoke! || Kiiiiiing's Game!

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Jun'd gotten used to Alcor just kind of lurking for awhile-- so when the Star actually speaks up, and what's more takes hold of his sleeve, it's surprising. He didn't fight back against the grip, but there was a certain exhaustion creeping onto his face at the question.

"...I'm fine."

No, he was tired as hell and didn't want to talk about it, since he was pretty sure Al Suha wanted to talk about their chat with Izanami. He had no idea how Al Suha knew about that stuff, but he somehow always did. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I know you are not."

He's just going to use simple sentences all over this conversation.

"If you do not wish to talk, that is fine. I merely want to give reassurance." And comfort, but with a very nervous motion, he was already holding Jun's hand. ~~Don't worry, you're not pregnant. Or required to build any worlds with him.~~

"...I was only barely able to contain myself. I cannot imagine the process for all of you."

Augh. He knew Alcor mysteriously new. Goddamn cryptic semi-omniscient assholes.

He didn't pull away from the hand contact either. Even though he was starting to feel anxious again and he never actually had much contact with people that were Tatsuya or Maya, it was...kind of comforting?

"I don't want to talk about it. We were angry and she responded... It was foolish."

There was a bit of a snip to his voice, but that was just out of habit on topics like this.

Edited 2012-09-19 04:02 (UTC)

It took the star a moment to absorb the statements as well as the emotions, eyes closed in contemplation.

Then, still clutching that hand, he allowed himself to hover a little higher, coming around to face Jun directly.

"A god's duty is not to protect or hinder humanity, Jun."

He put his other hand over their held ones, looking down.

"...our job is to allow you to flourish on your own. To only interfere when there is no other option." And, a sigh that he had worked some time on making sound natural, "I can only wish she felt the same way. I am sorry on her behalf."

Jun's eyes idly followed Alcor's movement, but it was much more listless than the usual attention he regarded him with.

"Don't apologize for what she did. It's not your fault... She's just like Philemon and the Crawling Chaos..." His breath caught in his throat for a moment at Nyarlathotep's mention, but it was really just reflexive at this point.

"She isn't apologetic, so there is nothing to apologize for and nothing to forgive."

"Then it would be more appropriate to say I am sorry I cannot end her."

Wow, his voice actually pitched to sounding cold, there.

"I am sorry I cannot end all of those who seen to decide mankind's will for them. Perhaps someday, but as we are now, I cannot."

His hand was sort of...trembling, and he took both back.

"I am not very...good at being angry. It is a restless itch, coupled with the feeling of inadequacy. But, I will make up for it. She will not do this again."

The anger is...not something he's unused to, but it was surprising hearing it from Alcor. And his motivations were surprising. Maybe it was because he was used to those gods screwing around with humanity on their ivory thrones, but it was almost strange to hear them.

Jun looked at his own hand when Alcor retracted both of his, as if inspecting it. "Ending her wouldn't do anything. Even if we weren't here... To kill a god..." He trails off, because the idea is practically impossible. Hadn't they hit Nyarlathotep with as much as they had, to nothing?

Still, the futility had never stopped any of them from fighting it. "They don't seem to have the same feelings about us as you do. But that's fine."

And as much as Jun'd like it, his old habit of keeping cold and distant was a bit more difficult after the whole...y'know Joker thing. So the next thing he says is a bit softer. "It's good enough knowing that you're different from them. We'll stop her too."

Saiduq shook his head, dropping his arms suddenly and speaking up with a...surprising amount of conviction in his voice.

"Even if it is not my duty, even if it is not my place- I want to protect you. All of you."

He narrowed his eyes, fists clenching. "I was willing to give up all of me- the precious bonds I had formed, everything, to see the Shining One's world born. We killed all of my brothers, and were so close to the destruction of Polaris...gods can be ended, they can be put to rest." Just like that, Alcor brought his hands up in frustration, not pulling at his hair, but he came close. "What she did- what they all do- I simply cannot understand. YHVH, Philemon, Nyarlathotep, even Lucifer. I willingly sought the end of my being to grant mankind's wish for freedom, and yet they would sacrifice nothing to even try to understand you! It...it disgusts me in ways I can't handle! We have no right to do that! None of us!"

Oh, he was...raising his voice. Saiduq slowly attempted to reign his feelings in, taking a deep and useless breath. "...even if I am different from them, and you do not need me to hold your hand...I feel like I cannot simply stand idly by. Freedom is the Shining One's beautiful wish. Nothing can keep me from ensuring it comes true. Not gods, and not this place."

Alcor's conviction and tone were even more surprising than the rest. It's enough to shake off the last edge of disenchantment he'd put up, even if he still looked a bit tired.

For a while, Jun's quiet. He... never really expect to hear him talk like that. Hell, anyone talk like that. When you go through life being a pawn of some greater beings, it's hard to remember that someone in charge might... actually care. He was a bit taken aback.

For once he can't think of anything to say, and just looks at the ground.

"Th... Thank you." Very slowly letting the emotion come back into his voice. "Even if we have to do it alone... It's nice to know someone's at least there..."

You know what, screw it. Alcor's kind of embarrassed by his outburst, Jun isn't feeling very chatty, so-

Step down, carefully walk up to him, hug.

"...I'm so proud of all of you."

Daddest hug ever.

Well the hug was just the icing on top of the surprise cake. Shocking, actually-- once again, it's not like he was used to that kind of thing. Plus it was much less awkward than Alcor's usual attempts.

For a moment Jun's just frozen-- practically in confusion. Then that slowly eases away, and he carefully and cautiously returned the hug. Alcor probably couldn't see it, but as his posture relaxed, the sadness on his face just increased, until he was practically holding on with a vice grip.

And when he does finally speak, it's soft enough that you could mistake it for more silence.

"I'm sorry."

He felt like such a disappointment.

"You have no need to be. All of you, mankind itself, it doesn't matter- you're all my precious dream. All I ever wanted was to see you happy."

Honestly, the vicegrip does sort of...hurt, but that doesn't mean much right now. Alcor can just turn that part of him off momentarily and give as much support as possible, trying to be soothing with his words. His anger is still boiling, but that's half of how he's able to do this at all without the usual awkward.

"I promise, I will do all I can to bring you the joy you have earned."

The words aren't as comforting as they should be, though Alcor would have no way of knowing that. Jun highly doubted that anything he had ever done had anything to do with Alcor's dreams for mankind, except maybe deliberately destroying them. And the only way he could argue it right now would be to tell Alcor what happened and that... wasn't very high on his list of things he wanted to do. Not today, and hopefully not ever.

Even still, he kept borderline-clinging for another few seconds until his knuckles turned white, before relinquishing the grip himself, taking a step away, and finding a lot more interest in looking at the ground.

"Thank you." And he really did mean it, even if he didn't sound or look very genuine.

Even if he wasn't looking or acting the part, Alcor could feel the difference, deep down. Even if he hadn't, he wouldn't have pressed- these weren't simple things. He'd learned that from man itself, and was learning himself how slowly emotions could progress.

"Someday, we will be rid of this place. Then, I can watch how you flourish, if you would rather." Saiduq gave something of a laugh, and beamed up at Jun. "But for the time being...if you need anything, please seek me out. I will not coddle you, but it would be my pleasure to help you in any way."

"I'm not--" sure it's possible to watch any of them flourish once they get out of here, because even if the destruction of their worlds was a lie, the destruction of his certainly wasn't. A plant can't grow without soil, right?

But he wasn't sure if Alcor would understand or even accept that, and he was too tired to be optimistic. So instead he just keeps smiling. Lying to a god? Well that was certainly new.

"Thank you. I will; and I'm sure we could use it. It's clear we can't do everything ourselves here..."

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in which alcor discusses jun's issues by venting his own

that escalated quickly

re: dadcor has dad feelings

oops

dadcor 2 return of the feels

#daddy issues

#dadcor 3 feels strike back

i need you to stop now because the prequel trilogy was lame