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[personal profile] screwloose
The lobby of the White House was a shambles, but the doors were well sealed and none of the zombies roaming around outside could get in. Stein glanced out the windows and watched them shambling around, thinking with wry amusement that it looked like any other day in the seat of his country's government.

Which was part of why he followed the Grim Reaper instead of bothering with mortal politics. Let the humans take care of themselves. He had witches to worry about.

Normally, when he could go to his own world without going insane.

But right now he was waiting for a teenaged boy who apparently had several personas. He couldn't wait to get a look at his soul. And more. Good thing he and Birkin had taken the time to bring some laboratory equipment and set it up in one of the rooms. They were going to get good use of it today.

backdating is fine |Db

Date: 2009-11-21 11:55 pm (UTC)
dormition: (Fading into sleep)
From: [personal profile] dormition
For Minato's part, he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing there. He hadn't had such an odd Social Link in a while, but if it really did help figure out how to fight the Shadows, he couldn't regret it.

Still, he made sure his mirror was safely in his pocket when he arrived, glancing around with the evaluation of someone ready to fight if need be. Sure enough, though, the zombies were all outside. Sword, Evoker and mirror together were enough to make him feel secure.

He glanced over at Stein and nodded, thinking that enough greeting.

Date: 2009-11-22 12:13 am (UTC)
dormition: (Look elsewhere for emotion)
From: [personal profile] dormition
"Okay," he said agreeably, following him without complaint.

In a new situation and with a new person, Minato drew on his old fall back: silence, and waiting. He took in his surroundings, idly wondering if the White House in his world looked anything like this. Presumably there were less zombies, though.

Date: 2009-11-22 12:53 am (UTC)
dormition: (no one speaks)
From: [personal profile] dormition
It was an odd setting, but nothing ventured, nothing gained. He removed his sword from his belt and laid it across the table, hilt pointing out, and then hopped up beside it.

"I don't know a lot about Persona," he admitted. "The only people that did are all dead."

Minato was taking a definite chance trusting Stein. But, aside from how important helping his cousin was, this truthfully wasn't the most dangerous position he'd put himself in. He trusted his own ability to get himself out of any possible danger, and failing that, he trusted his friends. So he was less uneasy than most people might've been at sitting on an operating table in front of a man with a bolt through his head.

Date: 2009-11-22 01:15 am (UTC)
dormition: (He caught a nasty virus)
From: [personal profile] dormition
It was uncomfortable, but Minato had experienced weirder. He wasn't altogether surprised at Stein's reaction.

"My soul's not like anyone else's," he stated, eying him as he fumbled for a cigarette. However long it'd been since he'd last seen Pharos, since he'd last heard a voice in his head, part of him could never forget that he was fundamentally different. His memories didn't stretch back far enough for him to remember being normal, to remember his parents and his childhood, and Naoto as a girl. It was vague, like a distant dream.

These kinds of events, like someone staring into his soul and swearing in surprise, were what he expected.

Date: 2009-11-22 01:33 am (UTC)
dormition: (from the soul)
From: [personal profile] dormition
He sighed at the news that Death was still there. It was too much to expect he'd ever be free of it, but confirmation was different.

"It's easier that way."

They were starting to tread into territories Minato wasn't comfortable with even Itsuki approaching. A stranger he'd just met would have to dig a lot harder to get him to explain the intricacies of how he functioned.

To distract from that truth, he added, somewhat dryly, "I can be difficult if you want."

[ooc: Ahaha, alright. Thank you :D He needs a Moon S. Link!]

Date: 2009-11-22 01:55 am (UTC)
dormition: (no one speaks)
From: [personal profile] dormition
"Like I said, my soul is unique," he answered, not readily placated by that. "I'm not sure how useful understanding it would be.

"The Shadows I fought appeared in the real world during a time called the Dark Hour," Minato went on, transitioning to the new topic without pause. "The only people awake for it were Persona users. Not everyone - "

Pause. The voice of the Moon Arcana as the Social Link was established slipped through his mind, and after it had passed he went on like nothing had happened. It, too, was normal.

"Not everyone could use Evokers to control them, though. If they got out of hand they would try to kill the user like regular Shadows."

Date: 2009-11-22 02:06 am (UTC)
dormition: (There's nothing to fear)
From: [personal profile] dormition
There was a beat of silence as he thought about that. "There was, actually," he said. "I never put it together before. The sky and moon would turn green and water would turn into blood. There was fog everywhere."

To answer the other question, Minato pulled his Evoker out of his pocket and passed it over without comment. It wouldn't do anything unless Stein fired it at his head, after all, and however difficult Minato was being verbally he did honestly want answers.

Date: 2009-11-22 02:18 am (UTC)
dormition: (Default)
From: [personal profile] dormition
"Yeah, every day at midnight."

Then he shrugged. "Fire it."

Date: 2009-11-22 03:37 am (UTC)
dormition: (He got him in the head)
From: [personal profile] dormition
There was a faint sound like glass shattering wrong - there was no other way to express it - but aside from that, nothing.

"If I shoot myself in the head, it summons my Persona," explained Minato, nonchalant about the whole thing.

Date: 2009-11-22 05:23 am (UTC)
dormition: (You never know just how you look)
From: [personal profile] dormition
"Not much. It probably feels weird," said Minato. "Captain Harkness tried it a while ago."

Date: 2009-11-22 05:39 am (UTC)
dormition: (Through other people's eyes)
From: [personal profile] dormition
Minato raised his eyebrows in surprise, but since his reaction was only slightly dramatic he didn't take it as cause for concern. He retrieved his Evoker and holstered it smoothly.

"Do you want me to demonstrate?" he offered, after he'd given Stein a moment to recover himself.

Date: 2009-11-22 06:12 am (UTC)
dormition: (Remember that you will die)
From: [personal profile] dormition
He glanced around. "It should be fine. I'll summon a smaller one." Of course, small was relative with the higher level Persona, so Minato would have to make do. A little larger than human size should be fine.

Minato hopped down from the table and walked to the center of the room unhurriedly. He balanced himself, took a deep breath, and in one motion pulled his Evoker from his hip and fired it.

He rocked back on his heels, the loud sound of broken glass matching the gleaming blue shards that appeared like an exit wound. A ghostly shape appeared above him and settled to his side, silent and ominous.

"This is Chernobog of the Moon Arcana."

It shuffled within its robes and raised its head, eerie skull-shaped face peering out from beneath its large, fungus-like hat. Minato wondered if Stein would feel the affiliation with his Arcana more keenly than most, and rather suspected he would.

Date: 2009-11-22 07:33 am (UTC)
dormition: (Can't plug your ears)
From: [personal profile] dormition
Chernobog swayed toward him, a sound like a quiet hiss escaping. Unlike some other Persona, there was little that was human about him; wholly surreal, he embodied the inexplicable, the fog and illusion of the Moon.

"He's the same Arcana as you," said Minato upon seeing his amazement. He stood beside the apparition comfortably, holstering his Evoker once more. "Most people are attuned to one." And they're inclined to trust me when I have it with me, he thought but didn't say.

Date: 2009-11-22 08:05 am (UTC)
dormition: (from the soul)
From: [personal profile] dormition
Okay, that stare was kind of eerie, but Minato remained focused.

He nodded. "When I get to know someone, I learn what Arcana they are," he replied. "Exactly like tarot. You could tell I was Death." He shrugged expressively. "There's characteristics to each one."

Stein really did fit the Moon, he thought in retrospect. Shinji-kun had been the Moon, too... Minato tried not to let that influence his opinion.

LOL other Shinji, dear. from Eva xD

Date: 2009-11-22 10:20 pm (UTC)
dormition: (Drywall breached by emo)
From: [personal profile] dormition
There was some quiet as Minato gathered his thoughts, during which Chernobog flickered out of being. He wasn't used to having his Persona around for much longer than a few seconds in battle.

"Souls are kind of malleable," he agreed. "The Arcana have a lot to do with it. It's like a journey, with the Fool at the start. They get stronger as they're further into the suit."

Then, because he partly couldn't help himself, he asked, "What is Death like? The one that you know."
dormition: (Lay me down to sleep)
From: [personal profile] dormition
After a moment of consideration, he said, "I don't think the correlation goes that far. It's more abstract with people."

The description of Death was familiar to him. Minato wasn't sure what he was expecting, but someone that sounded oddly like Ryoji was... strange to hear. He stuck his hands in his pockets and decided that this piece of information about his soul was easier to reveal than the other. The other about Nyx, that he carefully didn't think about most of the time, for fear his mind would slip back there and stick.

"I had Death inside me for a long time. Change," he said, the word standing alone. "I don't remember what life was like before it."

yeah XD;

Date: 2009-11-22 11:20 pm (UTC)
dormition: (Following memories)
From: [personal profile] dormition
"I... didn't survive it, in a way," Minato confessed. Hands still in his pockets, he leaned back against the corner of some shelving, propping himself up. The relaxed posture, the pretense - it was innate. "I signed a contract. I ended up dying, in the end. Someone on the community brought me back."

Some people would've thought it freeing to say all that, but to Minato it just felt vaguely dangerous. He'd been living with that for over a year now, a long year in which he'd had no access to the community, to hardly any of his friends, and was just tired of the reality of it. There wasn't anything liberating in saying it out loud; he wanted to leave it behind.

Date: 2009-11-23 12:12 am (UTC)
dormition: (Can't plug your ears)
From: [personal profile] dormition
To Minato, it was all the same topic, wrapped up together in one year.

"There were thirteen Shadows that we fought throughout the year," he told him, diverging for a moment to provide context. "Bigger and more powerful than the rest. They followed the Arcana, and when we got to the last one, it came out of me."

Date: 2009-11-23 12:37 am (UTC)
dormition: (No way to back down)
From: [personal profile] dormition
He shook his head. "Something else. I think I still have surveillance footage of the first one if you want to see it later. They're all gone, though... they have to be."

He frowned just thinking about it. No, he was sure. His sacrifice was for a reason.


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