[Action - Around Town]

Nepeta isn't exactly one for staring at her reflection, so after opening an envelope in the mail this morning and finding it quite empty (she even shook it upside down! Nothing.), she has yet to realize what she's regained. One would think surviving (somehow) a swarm of angry carnival drones would get something a little more worthwhile...

However, as she cheerily grins in the directions of passers-by, people familiar with her will probably find themselves double taking- Nepeta's eyes are a solid white.

[Phone - After the above shenanigans]

[Alright so she's mostly gotten over the shock of her dead eyes (She WAS dead, before coming here, she supposed...)... But more importantly there's so many people gone..!]

Hey!! Where is evurryone? Who's still here..!? [She doesn't like it when you all vanish like this, it's pawsitively horrible..!]

{{ →!Action | Outside City Hall | Afternoon }}

[ Conan got a useful regain this time around-his glasses. Of course he knows just what to do with this gadget as he moves over to a window he's mostly sure leads into the Mayor's office. He removes his glasses and pulls off a small chunk of them and wraps it in a piece of chewing gum he'd been working on before pressing it down near the window-he's not putting it on the wall itself-he won't risk the chance of it shorting out or electrocuting him. ]

{{ →!Action | 915 Bilko Boulevard | Later in the day. }}

[ Conan's relaxing on the couch, having come home before curfew just as his housemates expect of him-or he seems to be relaxing-actually he's listening carefully. A little confused when the sound of foot steps meet his ears. ]

Ah-!

{{ →!Action | Mayfield Hospital | Evening }}

[ Nothing much to report just yet but since Sherlock's regain came in the mail today Conan's decided on delivering it to him personally. It isn't like Holmes wouldn't get it upon his return home but right now Shinichi is a little shaken and desperately needs a distraction-delivering Sherlock's regain might provide just that. Maybe, if he's lucky. He also stops by the master bedroom in the house to swipe the packet of cigarettes and lighter on the bedside table. ]

[ He pushes the door to Sherlock's room open and carries the package over. Sherlock will probably notice Conan's glasses are different today-still over sized but they look to be in much better condition and much better quality then the one's he's been borrowing from Mayfield. Another thing that surely won't go unnoticed--he's incredibly pale. ]


((ooc: You can catch Conan acting suspiciously if you'd like but stepping on the piece of gum that has the listening device wrapped inside is reserved to Gin.))

[Action; Makeout Point; Afternoon]

[Sayaka may have been miles away in her search for the memento on Day 6, but it seems Mayfield has been kind enough to reward her effort all the same.  When she got a small envelope in the mail earlier in the day, she immediately and excitedly tucked it into her pocket and ran all the way up to the top of the mountain, anticipating that it might be another of her magical girl abilities.  Opening it up slowly, she pulls out a piece of paper depicting countless swords, smiling to herself as it disappears in her hand in a burst of light and musical notes.]

All right... time to try it out!

[Drawing out her Soul Gem, she transforms into her magical girl form, holding her hand out to the side as a cutlass materializes in it.  Smiling broadly, she takes a few practice strokes with it.  Her form is not one of a practiced warrior by any stretch, but there is clearly some power behind each stroke.  Once she's satisfied with that, she sticks the sword blade-first into the ground in front of her, throwing her cape wide open with a flourish.]

Now, let's see just how much they really gave me back!

[As the cape flutters back around, Sayaka twirls it around behind her and to the side, revealing another half-dozen blades that certainly weren't there just a moment before.  Picking them up one by one and spinning in place, she hurls them with expert precision at the trees surrounding the area she'd chosen for her practice, keeping the one she started with in her hands and ending in a defensive pose.  Seemingly pleased with the extent of what the town had returned, she nods, dismissing the blades with a second wave of her hand before taking out her Soul Gem and inspecting it.  The glow is slightly less radiant than when she started.]

That's all for now, though.  I need to be careful how I use this power.  It'll have to be for emergencies only.

Action ♥ 335 Brady Lane }}
( tl;dr, smoke is now coming out of the house, help maybe? )

Phone ♥ }}
[ Satou eventually comes to her senses and puts out the fire, even if she probably needed some help to see that it was a bad idea. The house still smelled of smoke when she decided to calm herself with a phone call. ]

Good afternoon, this is Satou Kuroneko. I'm um... just checking, to be sure? If everyone got back from the portals okay... Um, in case you need it, I was going to make something for supper? Maybe someone would like to join me and discuss what they saw? I'm very curious...

[ a pause ] I know it's a lot to ask, but also, if you're okay... If you're okay, please let me know. Please? I'd... appreciate it a lot.

[Action: 456 Stone]

[Clover is scared.

It's not the first time. The half-droning back during Christmas was terrible. The surgery? She still had nightmares about it, sometimes. The zombies... not as bad as you'd think, but still not something she'd like to see again. The carnival? Fuck the carnival, and fuck the weird death-y dejá vù too, whatever that was.

But it's different, this time - like the voice she heard is still echoing inside her, crushing her lungs and making her heart beat too fast.

She has been pacing around the room for too long. She needs to make a call.]


[Phone; filtered from drones]

Uh... So...  [Her voice sounds shakier than usual. Welp, there's no hiding how terrified she is, is there?] So I was in the last portal-- dunno what the fuck came over me, but--

[No, no. No, Jesus fuck, no.

She knows what to say, but not like this.]

Ahhh, forget it.


[filtered to close CR (feel free to bug me if you're not sure); very much unprotected against drones of close CR]

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[>It's after an event. The postman might come your way.

>You decide to check the mailbox.

>...

>......

>?!

>Inside is a card. It has a Persona on it!

>....?

>It's...]

!!

[>A light flashes, and the card disappears. Above you is...]


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