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Ken Amada ([personal profile] miseris_socios) wrote in [community profile] seaofhearts2016-01-25 03:23 am

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.]

not_that_sasuke: ([Ninja] this town)

[personal profile] not_that_sasuke 2016-02-06 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Lovely.

Sasuke wanders into the art gallery, eyes only glancing over the images for anything that stands out aside from the detailed gore before moving on. The voices are easy enough to ignore - for now, at least.

There's got to be an exit somewhere in here... right?
]
worldkeys: ([moon] four.)

[personal profile] worldkeys 2016-02-06 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There would be, but unfortunately, it seems Hinata pocketed your only clue to it already. Sorry, Sasuke!

You're fairly likely to eventually bump into him, at least. The entire time you are here, you will notice a disturbing sense, as though someone is watching you through the paintings, but there is never anyone there. ]