Ken Amada (
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i will burn my dread
Who: Everyone!
What: Welcome to the Dark Hour!
Where: In the Strega warehouse.
Warnings: Possible blood and gore, Persona 3/general SMT-level disturbing topics, possible violence (knowing this group). Will edit if needed.
[When he first wakes up, Ken finds himself lying on a bed. That in itself isn't so unfamiliar, but this one has dents where it should, the shape of a small body pressed into it over weeks and months, and the sheets are soft and scratchy in just the right places and -]
[Oh no. He sits up and pulls himself out of bed, reaching almost automatically for Koromaru but... he's not there. Of course not. He'd been expecting the Tower, but this is worse, because they're not here because this is his Heart, not theirs, and because -]
[No. He has to think of what to do. He grabs the dangpa that Shinjiro made him and the copy of Gae Buidhe that Diarmuid gave him, strapping them onto his back. He needs to stay defended in this place, no matter what - the last Heart taught him that much.]
[The familiar pressure of the Dark Hour doesn't bother him, but it's worrying. It should be gone now. They won. It's over. Even in his Heart, it shouldn't be around. But it is, and there's a brief flare of panic before -]
[No. He needs to get going. The puzzles aren't going to find themselves.]
What: Welcome to the Dark Hour!
Where: In the Strega warehouse.
Warnings: Possible blood and gore, Persona 3/general SMT-level disturbing topics, possible violence (knowing this group). Will edit if needed.
[When he first wakes up, Ken finds himself lying on a bed. That in itself isn't so unfamiliar, but this one has dents where it should, the shape of a small body pressed into it over weeks and months, and the sheets are soft and scratchy in just the right places and -]
[Oh no. He sits up and pulls himself out of bed, reaching almost automatically for Koromaru but... he's not there. Of course not. He'd been expecting the Tower, but this is worse, because they're not here because this is his Heart, not theirs, and because -]
[No. He has to think of what to do. He grabs the dangpa that Shinjiro made him and the copy of Gae Buidhe that Diarmuid gave him, strapping them onto his back. He needs to stay defended in this place, no matter what - the last Heart taught him that much.]
[The familiar pressure of the Dark Hour doesn't bother him, but it's worrying. It should be gone now. They won. It's over. Even in his Heart, it shouldn't be around. But it is, and there's a brief flare of panic before -]
[No. He needs to get going. The puzzles aren't going to find themselves.]
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[Perhaps surprisingly, Sasuke is actually up and about again. Especially odd since he never showed up for the pizza party, but... At least he seems to be in one piece?
Currently, he's looking over those photographs with the red Xs, though he'll eventually make his way to the back of the room and the locked door to see if he can't find the way to get it open.]
[Ground Floor]
[The most obvious place to look, right? He's most interested in what appears to be the warehouse exit, since doors seem to be good places to start when it comes to finding - and subsequently solving - puzzles around these places.
He has to make himself useful here, after all...]
[Electronic Room]
[Electronic Room]
...It's a little ominous.
[Just a bit.]
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They were hits.
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Well... With a background like his, it's not like he can really judge.]
Yours?
[Or did someone else do it?]
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[He'd heard them argue about it. He was too young, they didn't want to make his life worse and expose him to that kind of thing... ugh. He reaches up to his neck and touches the... no. It's not there.]
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[ This hits home so hard, really. Even with the hair out of his eyes thanks to the Rabbit giving him a headband, seeing the red Xs just blatantly reminds him of the trials back home. Whenever someone died, he'd see the red cross over their face as if to mock their deaths.
Unconsciously, he licks dry lips and swallows hard before speaking from where he is. ]
... Sorry for intruding [ he kind of overheard ] but what were the hits for?
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... Revenge. People would write into the website, the others would look the requests over, and take hits that didn't look like stupid or selfish reasons. They'd wait until the Dark Hour -
[He gestures towards the outside.]
- when most people were unconscious, open the coffin the person was in, and pull them out. Then they'd kill the target. Once the Dark Hour was over they'd collect the money from the person who wrote in.
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[He never got the rundown on that.]
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So there's twenty four hours in a day, right? ... Due to some of the Kirijo Group scientists messing around with things they shouldn't, like Death itself, there was an accident and they released a ton of Shadows, which made the Dark Hour. That happened every night at midnight. Normal people got sealed into coffins, and only people who had Persona or the potential for Persona would be awake.
It shouldn't be here anymore, though. All of the Shadows are supposed to be gone now... and the Avatar and Nyx were both defeated and sealed. So why... ?
[He looks down, putting a hand on his chest. Why is it here, in his Heart?]
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...Morimori was different, too. [Although he's not about to think too deeply on... all of that.]
Even if it's your heart, it will probably be different than expected.
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I have a question about that, actually-- these "Persona", how exactly do people get the potential in the first place?
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[He wrinkles his nose at the last name, sighs, and looks back at the board.]
That's why they had to resort to this kind of thing. It's not like they had any sort of legitimate paperwork where they could get a job. And tey couldn't risk the Kirijo Group finding them when they'd spent so long trying to hide from them.
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Is it... rare? Having the potential for it naturally.
[That list just seems very skewed...]
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[No. That wound's still too fresh. He huffs and stares at the floor.]
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[ Case in point: himself. ]
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...Do you think it's possible that any of that might come up in this world?
[The... experiments and so on.]
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However, he will notice that whenever he approaches a door, he feels an incredible sense of unease. Additionally, the entire time he is here, it will feel as though there is a very oppressive pair of hands around his neck, and a pair of handcuffs around his wrists, even if they are not present. ]
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...Nothing. He'll just have to shake it off.
What about the crates? Is there anything useful there? Or even a good knife, if he can find one...]
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Especially when it turns out there's a tower full of monsters waiting to appear later.]