#blog://open.starter

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

There is now a stray Persona User piggyback-riding on his Persona, floating through Mementos....

"...I mean, I'm not complaining? But you're... Sure about this?"

"Only until the next rest stop. Wherever that is."

"Plus, if we get jumped, we're both technically at the ready? Just a leap off your shoulders and we've got some kind of hit in."

"We stick out like a sore thumb."

"When do we not?"

".....Point taken."

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

Looks to be a practice day, today.

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

"......"

A lad has come around again. What will you do?

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

A little fella has come around again. What do you do?

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

"Ah...!"

"Συγνώμη...! I didn't mean bump into you like that... Are you alright?" (Sorry...!)

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

“Gh...” Hato rubs the back of his neck. “...Where can I find an ice pack or anything to help with neck pain?”

It’s those phantom pains again.

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

[[OPEN - SOTFD]]

“There’s a lot to keep track of... And if there is going to be a big fight soon, I need to be extra prepared.”

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

[[OPEN - SOTFD]]

You could hear some guitar noises coming from the common area... And a lone soul with said instrument in his hands... He seems to be both lost in thought and focused on his tune. No words escaped him; he was just silent...

[mirrorsoftheotherself]

[[OPEN - SOTFD]]

“...This place really needs physical maps. GPS and memory can only do so much for newbies.”