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( OPEN ) leave that old record spinning.

WHO: Akira Kurusu
WHERE: Everywhereee
WHEN: 3/9-3/16!!
WHAT: Akira is coping pretty badly, but he's around the city doing sometimes nothing at any time in the day or night. Morrigan, his cat, is also out and about and people can pick him up and call his number for him to show up. Also putting my other toplevels in here. so it's kind of like a catchall.
WARNINGS: Mentions of death?! Some Persona 5 spoilers, might as well.

nothing to do...

[ Of course he lost some time on the weekend to answer some questions from the police for their investigation, then also check up on Minato just to make sure, but he has been wandering around the city after classes and avoiding whatever calls or texts he gets for hours. This goes on for days. Not even home brings him the peace he's looking for, so he only visits to do some quick necessities and have a quick bite purposely when his roommates are asleep or gone.

Otherwise, he can be found lingering around:
sitting on the bench at the park, feeding the pigeons or just staring up at the sky
around pizza port
by the subway station
by the high school
in alleys
by a haunted building
wherever else your character hangs
In the early morning, the middle of the day, or even at night. Sometimes he's rollerblading, but at all times wherever, whenever, his eyes are downcast. Fortunately, he's smart enough to check traffic lights.

There are too many things haunting his mind, replaying over and over... He thought he could handle this since he settled with Ryoji's death easier and faster, but nothing can wipe the imagery of the blood on the floor and the scattered chip bags in the background, the dull sound of the sirens, and the cry for help.

If you catch him on the street, you may witness him fall flat on his face. Miraculously, his glasses fly out of harm's way, but he doesn't budge from the floor and merely splays there like a corpse. It's fine. ]

cat looking for human son!!

[ Morrigan is known for some pretty shady things, but he has a different agenda today. This slick tuxedo cat is skulking Recolle looking for his owner. Akira has been gone far too long in February already, so his random disappearances will not be tolerated.

He can be found investigating Akira's usual spots like the cat cafe and the park, but he will visit the movie theaters and the houses of friends. Unfortunately, whoever brings him home with them thinking they can keep him there will be disappointed. Morrigan has NO PLANS to stay anywhere until Akira is found. This little cat burglar will protest with a lot of meowing and escape somehow, but you can probably catch him again not too far from your place. It won't stop him from trying to leave, though.

However, his collar does divulge his name, an address, and the number to call if found. ]

velvet blues (locked to persona protags and elizabeth)

[ Quite often he can be found in the Velvet Room at random times of the day after classes, whether he's doing his homework or merely lying in his cell bed, staring up at the dark ceiling with a dazed look. Sometimes he's sleeping and other times he's sitting with his knees close to his chest, head in his hands to calm himself down. Thank god for all these Jack Frost dolls in his jail cell.

And everywhere else in the Velvet Room. ]

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[ "You've had enough fresh air", he wants to say. But right now it isn't appropriate. He's had his chance to snap and make his displeasure with Akira's attitude known, but now, seeing how upset Akira looks even if he's trying to stamp it down, he doesn't want to snap as much. Even if he's still angry in a way.

And then there's Elliot, just as upset and raw - and maybe he'd be mad that Akira just dumped this on Elliot out of nowhere later, but not now - and this is...

Well.

He wants Akira to cry too. To let himself cry until it's all out in the open and he's emptied the grief out and can move on. So without really thinking, he reaches out and wraps his arms around Akira and manages to tug Elliot in as well, with his hands. A group hug. ]

We're not letting you go anywhere for the moment. Later, maybe. But not right now.

[ His body tenses at the touch, like a unhappy cat ready to spring out of these confines and dart off, but he can't. Staggering back one step he can feel Elliot pressed on the other side, then Yusuke's arms looped around them firmly. Again, it feels suffocating, but slowly he can feel his need for isolation crumble. Walls coming down, he leans against them like a child.

Why are they doing this? He dropped some horrible news that upset Elliot and made him cry, made a scene in the house, and now they're in a hug. He shouldn't be here, yet he finds himself burying his head into Yusuke's shoulder since Elliot is too short, closing his eyes shut to keep anything from escaping. ]

I'm sorry.

[ His voice is muffled, but it's still partly audible. His shoulders don't shake and there are no other physical signs, but tears do squeeze out from the corner of his eyes. Sorry for your shirt, Yusuke. ]

[Oh a group hug. He's a little surprised to feel Yusuke's arm around him, but it's a nice, comforting gesture that will ensure Akira can't go anywhere. Also hugs are great.

Elliot will adjust his own hold, moving to wrap his arms around Akira's waist. His forehead will move to rest on Akira's arm, keeping his eyes and cheeks away enough to avoid too many tears getting on him. He sniffs.]

Shh...don't apologize right now.

[Maybe later, when things have settled down, since Akira did make some mistakes. But right now? He can't help but feel like Akira's apologizing for all the wrong reasons. The grief he hasn't let himself feel is poisoning his logic. It was better to take the time to get that out.

As for himself? He lets himself do the same. Yukine was gone...it hurt so much to think about. The tears are going to take awhile to dry.]

Do not apologise for crying. That's not what needs apologising for.

[ Yusuke, no. But it needs to be said. Just like other things need to be said. ]

There's nothing wrong with leaning on others, or admitting you're feeling down or upset by something. Please. You support us, so allow us to support you.

[ For once, please. For now. ]

Edited 2018-03-14 22:20 (UTC)

That's...

[ That's not what he's apologizing for—he isn't so grief-stricken where he can't wrap his mind around the fact he has been an asshole to all of his friends, worrying them endlessly, and stepping on their kindness. Yes... He needs to learn how to rely on them more and let them support him. It won't happen soon, but step by step. Anyway, this is fine. Akira thinks he deserves some solace? He's still awfully sad about Yukine, hanging onto a hope that he isn't sure exists.

Grumbling, he hugs both Elliot and Yusuke, a man in each arm. Perfect. There are a couple of sniffles. ]

I'm hungry.

[ Even though he just threw away his fucking leftovers like a dumbo. ]

[ Elliot makes a sound of agreement with Yusuke's words. Akira's helped them out so much, supported them through so many things. Of course they wanted to do the same in return.

Now that he's slowly getting some control over his crying, Elliot moves one of his arms around the back of Yusuke's waist, so he's hugging him too. Proper group hug now. ]

W- [Clearing through] What would you like?

[ Cry, Akira. Cry for them. ]

Comfort food, maybe?

[ Something a little heavy but delicious to warm the heart. Comfort food for when you need to be comforted. As long as Elliot doesn't make coffee, he can probably pull something together. ]

We could eat in the living room, and watch a movie or something. Something fun.

Soup? Maybe mac n' cheese...

[ Something relatively easy as they do whatever fun thing on Yusuke's mind. The tears are gone and he peeks to the kitchen as he rubs his eyes under his glasses. He can see their reflection on the mirror and

they ]

We look ridiculous.

Mac n' Cheese sounds good...we should have the ingredients I think...

[And that gets a small little laugh as he rubs his own eyes into his shirt sleeve. ]

Your fault.

Absolutely your fault.

[ But it’s said fondly. He’s still holding onto the two of them, in case Akira phases out of existence again. You never know. ]

Mac and cheese isn’t too difficult to do, is it? That would be a perfect accompaniment to the evening, I think.

I wasn’t the one who thought hugging two people at once was a good idea.

[ He grumbles a bit when it’s obvious that it’s! Yusuke’s! Fault! But all he does is elbow the two, having very little arm space to do anything at all. Voice light, he tries to sound chipper, though it comes out more exhausted than anything. ]

So what are we watching or playing?

Eheh, well if he just hugged one of us, the other would've felt left out.

[At the elbowing, he'll back up a little.]

I'm not sure, but I say play a game...movies are too easy to zone out and get lost in your thoughts.

[Which is probably not what Akira needs right now. Or himself for that matter]

Maybe some nice non-violent multiplayer game?

Group hugs are very important.

[ You know. Enjoy them. They are signs of affection. Yusuke does not move when elbowed, no. He will not be defeated. ]

We could watch a film if it's easier. Or just find something light on one of the consoles... We have a lot of options to look through.

[ Akira can nap while they make dinner. Then they could vidya. ]

I would not feel left out if you two hugged each other.

[ Just. Saying. He wouldn't even feel awkward about it, but this? This makes him feel awkward... And fuzzy inside. It's awful. Elliot may be able to escape, but Akira is still in the confines of Yusuke's hold.

Doesn't leave, though. It's fine. He'll try to make it to the living room. ]

I wouldn't mind a destress game. What about Overcooked?

Haha, that's nice, but we wanted to hug you.

[So no getting out of it. But Elliot will slip away so he can start cooking. At a glance, it's easier to see his eyes are red and puffy from crying- but the tears are done for the moment.

He steps towards the counter area, gathering the ingredients for mac-n-cheese.]

Oh, I haven't had the chance to play that yet. That sounds fun.

If I wish to hug Elliot, I would hug Elliot.

[ Accept your fate, Akira. It's hug time, forever. Or at least until they aren't so emotionally destroyed? That might work. ]

Is that the game we played on the coach last month?

Yeah, it was. [ And he speaks louder for Elliot to hear them as they enter the living room, leaving their friend to make some quick food. ] I'm sure you'll enjoy it—

[ Ah. Look! It's Morrigan, who's ready to settle as they enjoy their game, but he's also accompanied by... What is that? Akira squints.

It's a body pillow.

Of himself.

He looks at Yusuke, confused. ]

[ Looking Akira dead in the eye. ]

Morrigan missed you. He seemed to calm down when the pillow was around.

[ He doesn't break this stare, either. This is a meaningful contest of eye contact now. ]

Did it have to be a full body pillow?

[ Morrigan is resting on where Akira's lap would be on the pillow, so it seems... So. ]

[ This is the ultimate stare down, of ultimate destiny. ]

Yes. When it was just a face, he kept yeowling because he knew it wasn't you.

[ Look further, Akira. Beyond the big pillow... ]

... He's too smart for his own good.

[ Akira lugs Yusuke with him and sits next to the body pillow. Huh. Is this how Yosuke felt when he received his gift? This is kind of weird, but it's not like Yosuke got one of himself.

Clicking his tongue, he gently asks Morrigan to turn on their gaming console and the cat complies, though grumpily, then returns. With a couple of clicks, the TV is on and linking to the correct source. That Playstation screen and jingle is pleasant. ]

Do I actually look like this?

[ Just wondering. It's a lot more attractive than he imagined himself. ]

[ Yusuke lets himself be dragged along, and flops down next Akira and his new twin. Watching Morrigan do the thing is still a little bewildering... this is a cat with no opposable thumbs. Terrifying. ]

It is a fairly accurate rendition.

[ He's twisting sideways to frame Akira with his fingers. ]

You are a handsome man, Akira.

[Okay either this interaction took awhile or being a mage means you can do speed cooking- either way, Elliot's coming into the living room very carefully carrying a serving bowl of Mac-n-cheese, three bowls stacked together with some utensils-- and a six-pack of soda in his other hand. It looks delicious!!

Annnnd he's also coming back to find Yusuke and Akira cuddled on the couch while Yusuke calls Akira a handsome man. Elliot doesn't even notice the pillow, he's grown used to the pillow.

He's not used to this.]

.....

Uh, food's ready?

[He's standing near the doorway, not sure if he's intruding on something]

That's... I can't argue with an artist.

[ You're embarrassing him, Yusuke. Even worse with Elliot comes in, but Akira doesn't feel any more shame already. He does perk up, eyes bright and nose wrinkling—it looks and smells deliciooouuuss. ]

Thanks, Elliot.

[ COME HERE. ]

[ Yusuke spins around, fingers still out and now framing Elliot instead. ]

Do you not agree, Elliot?

[ Oh. Oh there's food. He drops his hands. ]

That smells delicious, thank you.

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