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expiationlogs2024-05-01 11:31 am
chemex) wrote in expiationlogs2024-05-01 11:31 am
ᴅᴀʀᴇᴅᴇᴠɪʟ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ.
Who: Akira Kurusu, Goro Akechi, Nikolai Gogol, and anyone interested in some shenanigans!
Where: A handful of locations around Aldrip
What: Akira and Goro have decided to do some people-watching to determine the identity of Gogol's farce to fake his death.
Warnings: There's a closed prompt that's gonna result in half a centimeter from death, but otherwise the only real warnings are that Goro and Gogol are involved in this log. ...probably a lot of innuendo and stupid teenager bullshittery, also.
[Picture this; it's a normal Wednesday in Aldrip, the weather is reasonable, you're going about your daily life. There's been some craziness lately, hasn't there? Some clown stole some organs, some people got messed up getting those organs back, and then some more people got messed up killing the clown. Yikes!]
[What you may not realize, is during the Killing of the Clown™️, some more things were stolen. Goro took it upon himself to steal Gogol's cloak and tablet, and... Well. As it turned out, Gogol's death was merely temporary, try as he might to convince others he was gone for good. He'd like his things back, but he's currently under the guise of an unassuming Salaryman...,]
[Cut back to this perfectly pleasant, normal Wednesday! Goro Akechi has opted to attempt to sniff out Gogol's trickery, once and for all. With the help of his partner (in crime and everything else), they have stationed themselves in separate areas of the city, connected by a seemlingly innocuous phone call, enjoying the weather and doing some good old-fashioned detective work by way of people watching. What could possibly go wrong?]
//ooc; please do not reply to this main post! comments will go up shortly for both goro and akira, as well as a third closed prompt. pick who you'd like to interact with, or hassle them both! reply to their comments for any and all sort of shenanigans, centering on your character's basic daily life in aldrip. :>
Where: A handful of locations around Aldrip
What: Akira and Goro have decided to do some people-watching to determine the identity of Gogol's farce to fake his death.
Warnings: There's a closed prompt that's gonna result in half a centimeter from death, but otherwise the only real warnings are that Goro and Gogol are involved in this log. ...probably a lot of innuendo and stupid teenager bullshittery, also.
[Picture this; it's a normal Wednesday in Aldrip, the weather is reasonable, you're going about your daily life. There's been some craziness lately, hasn't there? Some clown stole some organs, some people got messed up getting those organs back, and then some more people got messed up killing the clown. Yikes!]
[What you may not realize, is during the Killing of the Clown™️, some more things were stolen. Goro took it upon himself to steal Gogol's cloak and tablet, and... Well. As it turned out, Gogol's death was merely temporary, try as he might to convince others he was gone for good. He'd like his things back, but he's currently under the guise of an unassuming Salaryman...,]
[Cut back to this perfectly pleasant, normal Wednesday! Goro Akechi has opted to attempt to sniff out Gogol's trickery, once and for all. With the help of his partner (in crime and everything else), they have stationed themselves in separate areas of the city, connected by a seemlingly innocuous phone call, enjoying the weather and doing some good old-fashioned detective work by way of people watching. What could possibly go wrong?]
//ooc; please do not reply to this main post! comments will go up shortly for both goro and akira, as well as a third closed prompt. pick who you'd like to interact with, or hassle them both! reply to their comments for any and all sort of shenanigans, centering on your character's basic daily life in aldrip. :>
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Once Akira is in his arms Akechi is able to see the the severity of the damage, there's a thick smell of iron in the air as the blood keeps soaking the front of Akira's shirt. Hands shaking he reaches to put pressure on the wound, helplessly trying to keep it inside.
He hears Akira's voice, but they don't really register to him. Sounding like a distant echo somewhere in the background. All he can focus on is the warm wetness staining his hand and spreading panic. He knows he needs to do something to stop this. But what can he do? Both of his Personas are screaming at him but it's no use.]
Nononono, Akira. Shut up about it. [He hushes, words tangling together.] Look at me, Akira. First we need to fix you up, got it?
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[Goro's hand draws his attention back to the hole in his chest, and he angles his head to spit away from them-- it's mostly blood. He brays a startled little laugh.] Goro, [He curls toward him.] I love you, okay?
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But this time, hearing those words is like throwing icy cold water on him. The fear suffocating that flame with it's presence.
Goro props Akira's body clumsily closer, desperately holding onto him as if he hoped it would somehow salvage this.]
Shut up. [He hastily hisses him, panic drumming in his ears while he tries to ignore how small and weak the other one suddenly feels in his arms.] Sarasvati. If you have enough energy to spat such nonsense summon Sarasvati, you absolute idiot. You fucking piece of shit!
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[Sarasvati, Goro had said. He grasps at the thought, chews on the name, and the odd restless fluttering sensation in the back of his mind ignites like gunpowder.]
[Right at first, it's Arsène who materializes above them, bathed in a bright blue translucence that fades into a solid picture slowly, his edges jolting like static. It's as if Akira is having a hard time manifesting him properly, which can never be a good thing. The Persona looks harried, wings puffing outward like a ruffled bird, before he reaches out with his right arm and makes a swiping gesture. Akira blinks slowly before mimicking the gesture, uncertain.]
[Arsène blurs and then disappears, Sarasvati in his place. Akira doesn't seem to know what to do with her, so it's lucky that she understands without prompting. With a shake of her head she extends the neck of her sitar and it glows, bathing Akira in a cool-toned green light. He makes another unfortunate gurgling sound, but the pool of blood seeping onto the sidewalk beneath him stops growing, at least. Sarasvati turns her attention to Goro, instead, even if she knows he can't command her-- was this sufficient?]
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He doesn't dare say a word when Akira finally catches a gist of what he's supposed to do, switching Arsène to Sarasvati. Only after he sees the familiar green glow wash over Akira as the deity casts a healing spell upon its user he feels air flow through his lungs again. Then, without thinking any further he nods at the Persona and casts his look down at Akira. He brings bloodied hand to touch his partner's face, brushing carefully the messy bangs out of his face.
All of the suddenly Akechi finds himself missing Osamu Dazai. The man would definitely know what to do here. What to do to help.]
the funniest icon possible in these circumstances
[Oops? Maybe he shouldn't have waited so damn long to try healing his damn self.]
akira: thumbs up
Huh. Funny.
This is first time he's ever found blood to be nauseating.
But then the worst happens, Akira goes limp and unresponsive. The momentary peace is gone. Bursting like balloon.]
--Hey, hey. [Goro blinks and shakes Akira in his arm, trying to wake him up.] Akira! Look at me. Look at me!
another hilarious icon to use presently