we can burn brighter; shine bright; carry me home tonight;

[miseris_socios]

Characters: Ken and everyone.
Setting: A few different floors around the tower.
Format: Either works.
Summary: Ken's taking care of a few of his normal, self-imposed 'chores'/daily tasks. That doesn't mean he's going to go undisturbed during them, though!
Warnings: Possible language because Strega, otherwise nothing.


[Floor 1]

[While it isn't something he thinks he's best at, Ken is decent at cooking. Someone might catch him in the morning making eggs, or in the evenings making stew, sometimes throwing in some meat that he's managed to catch on the forest level. ... It's almost always a bit burnt due to killing it with electrical attacks, but it's edible at least.]



[Floor 3]

[Even though he doesn't have to read anything serious, Ken can often be found in the late mornings and early afternoons in the library, reading. Sometimes it's fiction - usually fantastical with a minimum of science involved - but more and more often he can be seen with a paper and pencil and a large and very confusing-looking book. It's less the sort of book that an eleven year old should be reading and more of a book that you squash bugs with if they're giant and huge.]

[Upon further inspection, the book can be revealed as a law book, though if the contents are to be read without Ken snapping the book away the person in question will have to either be very sneaky or approach the book on the frequent occasion that Ken gets up to find a dictionary again. He really should just keep it with him.]



[Floor 30]

[Ken can be found on this floor, too. Yes, the monsters on the level are dangerous, but Ken makes frequent retreats to the stairs. He's not dumb enough to get caught in a giant rush of monsters again hopefully, but he's not taking it easy, either. Sometimes he needs to sit down and rest for a few minutes before trying again, and this is probably a good chance to try to talk to him.]

Comments

[silentsacrifice]

[Itachi squints, trying his best to see despite the presence of such a bright light. He has to bring an arm up over his eyes to ease the sting of it. Once the light fades, he relaxes a bit, but there are kunai knives clenched between each of his fingers that he refuses to let go of.

He scrutinizes the boy with his Sharingan, but, as per usual in this place, he can't detect a proper chakra network.]

What an unusual technique...

[miseris_socios]

[The Persona goes to hack at the last two, spearing them through. Once they're gone, he turns to Itachi, a little out of breath.]

It's called Persona.

[silentsacrifice]

A Persona, hm..?

[Once there are no more monsters, Itachi disappears in a puff of smoke, and re-appears a millisecond later on the stairs. He stares down at Ken, looking no worse for the wear.]

I've never heard of it.

[miseris_socios]

It's an extension of yourself, a mask you wear to face the world, whatever. There's a lot of technical details with it that I don't know and it doesn't matter. What matters is that some of us can use ours to fight monsters.

[silentsacrifice]

Yes, I suppose that would be the important thing, wouldn't it?

[Itachi's face is completely emotionless, but something about the way he said that suggests that he's being sarcastic.]

[miseris_socios]

[It is for him, okay.]

I don't really care about or believe in the technical details about souls or whatever. It keeps me alive to fight another day.

[silentsacrifice]

Charming.

[It doesn't seem like Itachi's very well-practiced in the art of not being a total douche to strangers. Whoops.]

I take it you fight often, then?

[miseris_socios]

I spent almost two years fighting on my own before I could use this power.

I'm familiar with it, yeah.