Can You Hear Me [Closed]

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Who: Akihiko Sanada & Friends
Where: Caduceus Hospital
Summary: Akihiko Sanada arrives from the Tower of Animus which means he needs a new body.
Warnings: Persona 3 Tear Factory

Sector F Level 4B-Room 2.

The area looked more like a science lab than an actual room. Numerous tubes were surrounding Akihiko, along with monitors of every type and subject. And that was for the medical part. What was more, candles and strange summoning circles and items were surrounding the bed as well, as medical met mystical in a strange array. Hinoto-Ri had perfected their arts, but they still had a long way to go.

"He's still rather weak," a voice above him said, distorted. "Did you send the message to his relatives?"

"Yes. I believe a positive experience may jolt him out of of the vegetative state he's now in."

"I wonder if he hears us. Damn Visitor should appreciate what we're doing."

"Dr.Stein, please remember that we are men of cloth sword to heal and protect as much as we can. This includes Visitor and Demons."

"I know. I know. I'm sorry. Let's leave him be and we can preform most tests later."

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Re: THE BIGGEST TAG EVER

[themortalhalf]

With a forceful tug leading him inside, Shinjiro clears the threshold after Miki. His eyes wander around the room, noting the machines and tubes and wires and the mechanical beeps and clicks. He's been in and out of the hospital enough when Aki's injured himself, though this is a bit different, seeing so many machines that had once probably been more hard at work. It's worrying enough, even with the the mostly clean bill of help the doctor had given them, though they don't hold much to the arrays drawn on the floor and the lit candles surrounding the bed. That makes him even more uneasy, and he keeps his posture steady, not wanting to knock over one of them. Must be the magic shit the doctor was talking about.

He finally looks up, towards the bed, though there's a good part of him that almost doesn't want to. Guilt doesn't just go away in half a year. He had always regretted leaving him behind, along with Amada and the others, even though he knows that there's not much he could have feasibly done. But his eyes flicker upwards anyway, away from the floor and and the well-drawn circles.

His frown turns turns into a soft smile, though there's still strain wired all through it, though lacking some of the earlier tension robbed by a sense of relief. It is good to see him again, in one piece. With two eyes instead of one, and perhaps a bit less skinny than he remembers him being. Now there's one less person he has to worry over.

"Hey." He's not sure what he can even say, really. As if anything he could say could snap the tension. "It's been awhile."

[greatseal]

The interior is strange to Minako as well. She's seen too much of hospitals before now, and it's already been shown that they aren't her favorite places. All of the mysticism, though... Even after being a Persona-user for so long, it's still pretty questionable in her eyes.

But seeing Akihiko is what they came to do, and so she's going to do that. She puts on her most cheerful smile, preparing for what is possibly going to come next. After all... No one has clarified yet whether this Akihiko even knows who she is.

"Hey, Senpai! How are you feeling?"

[boxingemperor]

With Minako and Shinjiro there, he feels even more at ease, flashing them a confident grin. "Yeah. How's it going?" He manages. For a moment, he attempts to sit up, but he only sinks lower into his linens. He doesn't let it bother him, though. "I'm good. I'm sure...by tomorrow I'll be out of here!"