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WHO: Souji and youuuuuuuuuuu
WHERE: Apprassage
WHEN: 05/15 - 05/19
WHAT: Souji can now set things on fire. You're on fire, he's on fire, everything's on fire. It's great.
WARNINGS: Fire??
ONE

Souji hasn't been feeling easy since the night of the prom. It wasn't the prom itself that got him feeling so disembodied with himself (in fact, he had a great time being crowned Prom Princess and all) but rather, it was something else entirely. It was this feeling of "something" residing within him, as if he suddenly wasn't just Souji Narukami anymore but instead, Souji and who knows what.

Obviously, he hasn't spoken a word about this to anyone. Why would he? No need to bring on unnecessary concern and besides, this is something he should handle on his own. It can just be another one of his secrets, just like the strange voices in his head and the floating cards that he sees...

As a result, Souji has been trying to be as secretive as possible about his newfound powers. Well, as secretive as you can be with another being living in your soul, but you know, you make do. You make do by going to a semi-secluded area behind a few building and try to figure out how to summon said new monster. It's honestly just as hard as it sounds.

The first few times, almost nothing happens at all. A card engulfed in blue fire appears, Souji crushes it, there's a brief half second of an oversized monster, it disappears, rinse and repeat. Thanks to a certain memory, there is a faint sense of familiarity with the summoning process, but it doesn't suddenly endow him with the experience or knowledge that he needs to continue. All he can do right now is to practise with what he knows and that is to just summon the damn thing.

Sure would be a shame if someone walked around that corner and saw Mr Blue and Flaming Demon...

TWO

... or it'd be a greater shame if someone turned that corner at the wrong time and accidentally got hit by a spell.

Over the next few days, Souji has been diligently practising with summoning Mada, slowly learning the type of skills it possessed and how to direct it to use said skills. It certainly isn't an easy task, quickly draining Souji out and having him nearly pass out a few times. One doesn't simply become a Persona master in just a couple of days and for someone as inexperienced as him, there's bound to be some accidents.

Accidents involve fire or silencing spells.

Don't worry, the fire might just barely miss you or just catch a tiny bit of your clothes so don't worry about any serious injuries, but that silencing spell... don't worry, it'd probably wear off.

... eventually.

THREE

Remember how Souji nearly passed out from draining himself of all energy with this whole Persona nonsense? Well, it just about happened now.

Souji at least had the common sense to try and sit up against the wall right before he just suddenly dropped dead from exhaustion, but he slumps over to the side, actually kind of looking like a murder victim. It's quite terrifying, really, but hey, if you're looking for an opportunity to take his wallet then now is a good time.

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[protegge]

[. . . Well. This is happening, Mista guesses. At least the rise and fall of Souji's chest is visible (he thinks? Hopefully he's not just imagining it), but at the same time, wow, not good. Definitely not good.]

[He kneels at Souji's side, takes his wrist and then his pulse. Neat, he's not dead. So he pokes him in the shoulder.]

Hey. You picked a bad part of town for a nap.

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[ Souji is definitely breathing but the rise and fall of his breathing are consistent with someone's who's in deep sleep, so he doesn't react to Mista grabbing his wrist. However, when he's poked and spoken to, that rouses him a bit. ]

Mm, what...?

[ Still has his eyes closed but he does lift his head just a bit. ]

[protegge]

Bad part of town for a nap, I said.

[Mista whaps him on the cheek, fairly gently with the flat of his hand.]

You okay? You in insulin shock or something? [look he doesnt know] I'll take you to the hospital if you need it, but you gotta at least give me your name, I don't do the John Doe thing.

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[ The smack definitely wakes him up, even as gentle as it is. When he lifts his head further up, a wave of dizziness overcomes him and he immediately presses a hand to his head, wincing. ]

No, no hospitals, I'm okay... Thank you, but I'm okay.

[ Says the kid passed out on the ground and clearly having some head problems. It's all good ]

[protegge]

. . . Yuh-huh.

[Well, like hell that's gonna happening, protag-kun. With one smooth movement, Mista slips his arms under Souji and hoists him up, then stands and starts walking towards the road. Probably not the best thing to do for someone with a head injury, but it's got to be better than staying here.]

I don't know what you're afraid of, but brain damage is worse, so. [This is your life now.]

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[ Yeah, that... that definitely puts Souji under a dizzy state (worse than when he lifted his head) and he continues to keep his hand on his head. He will try to fight against walking with Mista by just not really... moving his feet. He'll try to stand on his own. ]

No, really, I'm not hurt. I'm just... tired.

[ Which is true... ]

[protegge]

Right.

[Mista sighs. Why is this kid resisting him so much? And lying. It seems like a lie, anyway. He seems like he's concussed at the very least.]

[Still, he stops, if only for the moment.]

There's a saying in the old country, that I learned from my mother, and it goes something like this: that's bullshit, kid. But say it's not bullshit, what's the alternative to the hospital, because it sure isn't me just leaving you here to fall over again.