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Sorry for not being on here, @aiko-ka-mura, or @brunettexfool, but the crap that went down with one of the other members of this group and learning someone I thought rather highly of on my femtag blog was a total shitface has kind of fucked me for this fandom. 

Crimson Channel members, you’re all completely free to IM me on skype and RP with me there, but chances are I won’t do most of my RPing on any of my actual RP blogs unless I really have to. So please, feel free to bug me for plots or RP on skype, and we can make a group chat for the two of us to RP with-- Navi and I have been doing that a lot more lately, so I’m much more comfortable with it than i’ve been in the past. 

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Oops

Send “Oops” for your muse to catch mine in just a towel.

Hair down and… well, she was hardly covered – she’d forgotten her clothes in her room, so she’d scurried back, and she’d hardly had the time to bend down to get to the drawer of underwear before her bedroom door was swung open, and she quickly snapped up – a hand quickly flying to tug the towel over her rear, quickly spinning her head around and she was pretty sure Mariko had just gotten a very good, clear look at her ass. 

❝ A– M-Mariko-san!? ❞

She’s pretty sure it’s her at least, she’d taken her contacts out and her glasses were here somewhere…

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Send “Oops” for your muse to catch mine in just a towel.

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She was a little surprised -- Shiomi-sempai didn’t seem like the type of guy that would scold the others into letting her sleep (maybe Mariko had intended to approach her?) -- but she easily found herself smiling. He wasn’t too bad, once you chipped past the cold outer layer to him( was he one of those silly hopeless romantics, too?), and she easily nestled back in place, taking care to keep her bare arm off the small puddle of drool that had formed on the couch’s arm. ❝ --thank you, sempai. ❞

She hid her smile under his jacket -- she expected it to smell like tobacco and booze( there was a bar near where he hung out a lot, right?) -- but was surprised to find it smelled nothing of the sort-- more along the lines of a soft linen scent that would be advertised on cheap bottles of detergent. It wasn’t the stuff they had in the dorm’s laundry room, but the different smell was refreshing. 

❝ ...your tea smells good. I didn’t know you drank tea, you always put off more        of an extra black coffee kind of guy. ❞

She doesn’t really want to sleep, would much rather stay up and get the chance to know her sempai a little better. Besides-- even if he was strong, could he really carry her upstairs so easily. She wondered briefly if he minded how airy her voice sounded-- she was still sleepy, so she didn’t exactly sound the same. 

❝ There’s... a lot of things i’ve got wrong about you, I think. You’re really not... as              mean as you first come across as. ❞

          “not really…”

     MAYBE A LITTLE, SOME PART of him relents, but he doesn’t feel much like saying so. sakuya shrugs slightly, swirls the drink a few times in an absentminded manner. 

          “just so, i guess.                           … .               i—-told them not to.              thought maybe everyone                        could use the rest.”

     HE HAD HALF A MIND TO  just CARRY rise on up to her room, but felt that maybe he shouldn’t ( maybe it’s INAPPROPRIATE for him to? would that be weird? maybe that’s not his place. he’s been rather COLD to her—-okay, make that EVERYONE. but whatever ). he’d been debating it when he found her curled up, even when he snapped at someone to leave her alone ( if the navigator is tired, then maybe it’s time for a DAY OFF. they’ll make up for it later ), debated it further even after he dumped his jacket on her to keep her warm, and a bit more when he went and made tea. it didn’t feel right if he started tossing her around like a sack of potatoes.

          “you can go back to sleep if you’re tired.               i’ll carry you up in a bit, if you want…” 

      WITH THE DARK HOUR HIDING just after midnight, with training in tartarus and battling the huge shadows— with school and homework and exams, with clubs and EVERYTHING ELSE—he’s a little WORRIED that maybe some of the team aren’t getting enough SLEEP to keep going out like that. maybe it’s not any of his BUSINESS, maybe it’s not even his call, but—-this is probably better. they all need a night to themselves. 

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❝ You’re not going to get anyone to want to be with you if you keep acting the way you do-- that’s all I was trying to express. ❞

luciakawa ha contestado a tu pregunta:does this look like the face of mercy?

looks like the face of someone doomed to be 5ever alone

“okay– that was uncalled for?”

he’s actually offended, still true.

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❝ I didn’t intend it to be a compliment, but however you want to take it is fine with me. ❞

appears from thin air.

“…not exactly, but i shall take that a compliment, rise-senpai.”

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❝ Is Iori-san always that... strange? ❞

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GFRIEND-Rough painted part of the main characters in Persona 3

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Name one thing you really enjoy about how I portray my character.

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@maepoena

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Her lip curls in a pout when she’s brushed off-- though his stare is intense, it takes all she has in her to maintain eye contact until he looks away, and her voice has so much less bite to it than before it’s almost funny. 

❝ I j-just... It is a big deal-- what if it affected your performance in Tartarus? It could get you or someone else severely hurt... ❞

She tucks her hands behind her back, ducking her head with a mumbled apology. She hadn’t meant to annoy him, but this was the least she could do, since she was pretty useless othersi

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@maepoena

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She sits up a little more, rubbing at her eyes before covering a slow yawn-- had she really fallen asleep so quickly? Usually she was able to at least make it to her bed before falling asleep, but, obviously that wasn’t the case here if she’d just woken up to an almost empty lobby (save for Sakuya, of course.) and a thick, warm coat draped over her. For a moment she frets-- where’s her laptop?! -- before settling in again when she finds it resting safely on the table.

❝ Ah... sorry, did I surprise you, sempai? I was just trying to do some homework... I must have                          nodded off... ❞

She takes another glance at the lobby-- had she missed Mariko asking about going to Tartarus? Surely someone would have woken her up so she could go to bed properly, right? 

❝ --So it’s past midnight? I guess no one wanted to wake me up. Thank you for keeping an eye on me. You didn’t really have to, I would have made it                upstairs eventually. ❞

She means to get up and return his coat, but it’s so warm, she kind of also wants to snuggle back up and pretend she hadn’t even woken up. 

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Her lips curl into a polite smile-- she’s not about to go telling him their relationship is wrong, so it’s nice to know they’re enjoying being able to be themselves here. Besides-- she thinks they’re cute. 

Her cheeks flush at his reassurance, and she laughs lightly, giving a small shrug. 

❝ W--well, i’m not exactly            holding my breath. ❞

She gives a soft, understanding smile and listens to him then, tilting her head slightly. 

❝ ...shouldn’t you be glad about what he sees that’s attracted him to you? You’re really a nice guy, Yu-san, so I can kind of understand why he’d like you as much as he does. ❞

He nods slightly, cheeks flushing. Despite feeling a little anxious about being stuck here, and not knowing if or when they’d get to go home, it still … Yu still felt incredibly happy whenever he and Yosuke could do things that they normally couldn’t. Especially at school, of all places.

   “Yeah, it’s … Really amazing, getting to      act like a real couple, when we’re here.     we can’t do anything like this back home.”

He frowns a little, hesitating. It’s mostly his own choice, really, that they never do anything back home. At least not in public. Yosuke seems to care so much less than he does, but Yu can’t stand the idea of ruining Yosuke’s career if something were to happen. And that’s not to mention how afraid Yu is of his father finding out.

   “I think … Someone will, one day. I said     before that you’re a really good person,     so I think … There’s definitely someone     who will care for you that way.”

Her next comment makes him smile a little sadly, but he quickly nods in agreement. 

   “I wasn’t ever able to, before … I was so      scared of being hated, that I couldn’t      like the real me … Even now, there are     times when I wonder what Yosuke and     the others see in me.”

Maybe it’s his exhaustion that’s making him say these things so easily – things he rarely even talks about with Makoto or Yosuke. He glances away,rubbing the back of his neck and falling silent. Maybe he’s said too much …

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❝ Well, I can’t make promises. But it might make it a little softer. ❞

She smiles -- it must be weird to anyone else that might be watching two girls playing with each other’s hair, but for once, she doesn’t really seem to mind. 

❝ Though, if your hair got bouncy, it’d look a little funny, since it’s so short. ❞

It feels a little strange, letting someone else’s fingers thread through her hair like this. But … Mariko can’t say that she dislikes the feeling.

   “… You think? Would my hair get all     bouncy like yours?”

Her head tilts, and she reaches out to play with Rise’s hair again, blinking.

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She can’t help but smile a little-- it’s interesting, seeing Mariko get so embarrassed, and reaches up, gently brushing her fingers through the other’s hair. 

❝ Hmm... you can borrow my shampoo sometime. It might       help your hair a little bit. ❞

There’s nothing wrong with Mariko’s hair, not at all, but Rise doesn’t mind offering regardless. 

   “Yours is nicer, though …”

She mutters, though she tries to force herself to relax as the other looks at her, though her expression is still slightly embarrassed as she purses her lips and glances away slightly.

   “Well, if you like it, then … I don’t mind.     Do you – want to touch mine, too?”

She pulls her hat off, smoothing the slight mess it left in her hair with a hand. It’s the least she can do to offer, she guesses.

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Rise, I dare you to sing a song to Marie.

GIVE MY MUSE A DARE

Fuck.

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GIVE MY MUSE A DARE

Dare them to kiss another muse. 

Dare them to spill a secret. 

Anything, everything! Nothing is off limits.

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Her cheeks flush slightly at the compliments, and she looks away again. She feels bad for making it look like she doesn’t appreciate it, but she can’t help but look away, she’s not used to people she doesn’t know well complimenting her like this.... 

She can tell he’s avoiding bringing up her anxiousness, and she bites her lips gently. If he’s not going to directly ask, she’s not going to mention it at all.

❝ --I’m... a little jealous. No one looks at me the way he looks at you.  I’m really happy you two can be                 yourselves here. ❞

She wants to laugh-- no one would look at her like that, not when she’s been through so much teasing, so much of never being good enough -- but stops herself. Yu would get worried if she said things like that. 

❝ It’s-- good that you can believe  in yourself. That’s super important,  after all, right? Without that, what                 are you striving for? ❞

Thinking on it, she can share his opinion-- she’s been starting to feel better about herself since joining S.E.E.S. and being away from her parents. She’s slowly becoming more confident in her scanning abilities, too, and with Yosuke-kun here supporting her every step of the way... she almost wishes they could continue like this forever. 

He nods slowly – those are feelings he can understand. Obviously, he’s never been mocked for his height, but … Not seeing any good qualities in himself. Feeling unimportant. He could understand those. 

   “I … Think you’re a good person, Rise-san.     I mean, after all, you’re helping me out now,     and you don’t have to do that. I know you –     it’s a really great thing to do.”

He tries to be supportive – because even if he had trouble listening to them, simply hearing things like this had always helped him. He again stops himself before mentioning how anxious she always seems around him, fearing making things worse when she slowly seemed to be relaxing.

He hopes she ignores the growing blush on his cheeks as she talks about Yosuke – it’s almost surreal, getting to do whatever they want. Holding hands, quick kisses – and no one bats an eye. With only Zen and Rei and the two teams here, it’s … There aren’t any fears or restrictions on them.

   “He’s … Really amazing that way. He thinks     so much of me that I can’t help but think I’m     worthy of at least some of it. Thanks to him      and Makoto and the others … I’m able to      believe in myself a little more.”