the fool.

[inhearts]

[ Note: Backdated to before the Easter event!

It can be anywhere, really. Maybe in a field, in a dungeon -- or even in a more desolated part of town.

Minako's standing still; sometimes in a neutral position, sometimes not. Her eyes are closed and one hand is placed on top of her heart. She's concentrating, or trying to. You can hear her verbally going 'hmm' or 'mmm' as she's trying -- trying to do something. Sometimes she shouts (but never in town), sometimes she speaks softly, but you can hear it if you come close enough: ]

Persona!

[ Whatever she's trying to do, she doesn't succeed. It's probably obvious by the way she opens her eyes and sighs heavily. If she's near a wall, she leans on it. If she isn't, she settles down on the grass or floor, looking at her hands rather unhappily. Engrossed in her predicament, she won't notice anyone until they move close enough or make a sound.

And after a small break, you can be sure she's going to try it again. ]

Comments

[inhearts]

Don't worry about me, Greenhilt-san! I know how to take care of myself! [ Sadly there is no arcade or karaoke to stay up to midnight at. ] You, too, okay?

[greatcleavage]

I always worry. It's the responsibility of being the leader. But I'll try not to do so irrationally. [That's the best he can do and still be honest.]

And I'll make sure not to get in over my head. Unless I have to.

[inhearts]

[ Minako grins a little at 'the responsibility of being the leader'. She knows it well. Digging out her Relic, ] Shall we exchange member addresses?

[greatcleavage]

Oh right. Maybe someday I'll get used to using these things.

[He digs his out in turn, then holds it up so they can process the exchange.]

[inhearts]

[ Member information exchanged! ]

It's just like a cellphone, isn't it? Except we can't text, I guess.

[greatcleavage]

A what?

[inhearts]

A mobile phone?

[greatcleavage]

Still not getting you.

[inhearts]

It's a device that allows for long range communication, as long as you know their number. I would show you mine but it's locked away too. [ Slight pouting. ]

[greatcleavage]

Oh, so it's like a Sending spell. I see now!

[inhearts]

Oh, magic?

[greatcleavage]

Right! That's what we would use to communicate if we had to. It didn't come up too often though.

[inhearts]

Was it inconvenient to use?

[greatcleavage]

[Roy smirked] It had a 25 word limit per casting.

[inhearts]

That does sound inconvenient. Even more so than text limits.

[greatcleavage]

Actually one of our recurring villains went through about ten scrolls of Sending by mistake just by total failure to watch what he was saying. It would have been pretty hilarious if he hadn't been holding my sister hostage at the time.

[inhearts]

[ Giggles. ] He sounds pretty terrible. You rescued your sister, didn't you? [ She's pretty certain he did. ]

[greatcleavage]

Sure. We rescued her. She was just thrilled and came to respect my team and my fighter levels just as much as Dad ever did.

[Don't cut yourself on the sarcasm. It is heavy, sharp, and it bites.]

[inhearts]

She wasn't a fighter?

[greatcleavage]

No, she followed in my dad's footsteps. She's in school learning magic.