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[frankensteins_moe]

Who: Berserker of Black and anyone
Where: Capricorn District, Park
When: 13th Hour of January 30
Summary: Someone new has arrived, and she is confused and angry.
Warnings: Berserker will be starting this log with Mad Enhancement active, meaning she is likely to attack anyone who approaches.

[During the 13th Hour, in the Capricorn District, a great battle rages.

In the middle of the barren field, there is a scientist in a white lab coat.  He has his arms held out, and appears to be trying to say something.  Unfortunately, his words are cut off every several seconds by the second combatant: a teenage girl wearing a pure white wedding dress trimmed in purple and metallic heeled boots, with a rather curious metal horn protruding from her head.  She bellows in rage, slamming the end of a large mace into the man over and over again.]

Uooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh...!

[Curiously, her frenzied assault seems to be doing just as much damage to her as it is to the man.  Every time she howls in rage and spins her mace around to swing it into the man's chest, the girl herself lets out a grunt as she's knocked back a few steps, as if she'd gotten the wind knocked out of her.  Anyone approaching closely enough may catch a few words of what the man is trying to say, between successive attacks and as the girl begins to tire from exertion.]

I... thou... art...

[Is that... her Persona?]

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[greyerrant]

[ A huge figure watches the creature attack the sorcerous projection of the persona. Something almost like pity is reflected in his stance. Like he understands the curse of a never-dying ghost as well. He watches her, and waits for her to calm. ]

[frankensteins_moe]

[Berserker, as her class suggests, is possessed of no small amount of endurance. It also helps that she's completely immune to the deep sensation of physical pain she should be feeling as she tears into the image of her father. But even considering that, there's an even deeper spiritual ache that she feels more and more keenly as she continues, and eventually she falls to one knee in front of the figure.]

I am thou, and thou art I. From the sea of thy soul, I come - the modern Prometheus, Dr. Victor Frankenstein.

[Hanging her head, she refuses to look her Persona in the eye, and it simply vanishes.]

[greyerrant]

Welcome to Hinoto-ri. And... I'm sorry. [ Rumbles the enormous grey clad figure, as he approaches Bahsaka, removing his helm to look down on her with a scarred face that suggests... sadness? Not just for his own burdens, but the burdens of the world, of humanity in general. ]

[frankensteins_moe]

Uuuuuuu...

[Only a low moan issues forth from her mouth, even as she comes down from her rage. She is heavily bruised all over, a thick and sickly ichor staining her dress in place of blood.]

[greyerrant]

[ He grunts, noticing that, and will reach out to catch her if it looks like she's about to fall over or be otherwise injured. ]

You need treatment.

[frankensteins_moe]

[She does stumble as she's getting back up to her feet, but actively waves Garviel away if he tries to approach her.]

[greyerrant]

Something wrong? [ He pauses at her waving. ] You're hurt. I'll get you assistance.

[frankensteins_moe]

Uuuuu...

[She shakes her head 'no.']

[greyerrant]

And yet... you clearly need assistance. You unleashed your rage against your persona and now you're...

[ He scents the air. That ichor isn't blood. But then, he doesn't exactly bleed human blood anymore himself. ]

Bleeding?

[deathboss]

[Wooha wooha.]

Chica, what are you doin'?

[Is she physically attacking her Persona? But why?]

[frankensteins_moe]

[GOT YOU ALL IN CHECK, WOOHA WOOHA]

Uuuuu...!

[She shoots an angry look in Eikichi's direction. Although her eyes aren't visible, there is a definite presence about her that suggests a feral animal ready to pounce.]

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Sarah...is not entirely sure what to make of this - it doesn't seem like the kind of thing that should be intruded upon, but that girl clearly needs help.

For now, she'll just stand back a bit, Fenrir trailing after her, and watch.

[frankensteins_moe]

[Eventually, she exhausts herself. It's impossible to kill one's own Persona, after all. It simply fades into the air as the girl collapses to the ground, her breathing heavy and ragged as she props herself up by the haft of her mace.]

...uu...

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Sarah slings her God Arc over her shoulder and walks a bit closer, directing Fenrir to cast Dia on the strange girl - then, since it's not really a very strong spell, she casts it again.

"Are you alright?"

[frankensteins_moe]

[The girl stiffens as the healing energy washes over her, clearly suspicious at this sudden infusion of power. Her head whips around to look in Sarah's direction, her long red bangs still obscuring her face. Standing up slowly, she waves a hand at the other girl, shaking her head.]

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Sarah stops immediately, taking a step backwards to give the other some space.

"My name is Sarah."

Moving slowly, she places her God Arc on the ground behind her.

[frankensteins_moe]

[Berserker eyes the weapon suspiciously, keeping one hand securely wrapped around her mace. This girl doesn't seem like an enemy, but she's learned not to trust people so easily. Unable to form coherent words due to her clouded mind, she simply lets out a low groan.]

Uuuuuuuu... ahhhh...

[dontrunawayfromliving]

Sarah is reminded of Shio before she was fully capable of speech, which gives her something of an idea. Holding up her right hand, which is completely empty, she reaches inside her coat slowly with her left, withdrawing a can of some kind. Leaning over, she places on the ground as far away from her as she can manage, then straightens up and steps backward, dragging the God Arc with her.

[frankensteins_moe]

[Berserker peers curiously at the can, looking back at Sarah before cautiously proceeding forward and picking it up.]

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

[On the 30th, only a day after he'd been roughed up here and there from the battle against the Aquarius monster, Souji decides to head out and do some training. He really needed if after how things went; his thoughts from the prior night were still quite the blur, but he definitely recognizes that if he's going to keep fighting for Hinoto-Ri's peace, he'd best put his back into it.

In a way, it felt like he was back home, micromanaging his entire schedule just to keep pace with everything as he built up his entire circle. Except Persona Users were a norm, something that could be freely spoken about without a worry, and there was enough to keep him busy during other times of the day if he knew where to look -- not to mention, there had to be a plethora of people out there he could attempt to understand, and broaden his horizons as a person.

Perhaps he'd find one such new face as he wandered through the streets, letting his frosty friend work his magic on some unfortunate monsters.]

[frankensteins_moe]

[Assuming he wanders anywhere near the Capricorn district, it would be hard to miss Berserker's battle with her Persona. Thankfully, that little scene seems to be at the tail end of things, the figure of the scientist fading into the air as Berserker herself collapses to her knees and lets out a mournful cry. It's almost reminiscent of the howl of an injured beast, though there's definitely something unnatural about the sound as it gurgles up uncomfortably from her throat.]

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

[Sure enough, his venture eventually takes him there as he takes down another Shadow. Definitely in top form today -- but when he catches a glimpse of Berserker's incident, he stops, quickly glancing around for any sign of danger headed his way, then stares at the sight. While he'd only gotten the back end of the fight, something about a Persona user attacking their own Persona was...well, to say the least of it, it brought a worrying thought to the back of his mind. The noise she makes doesn't help matters, either. Had she been brought here in bad shape? No, it doesn't look like it as far as he could see...save the obvious pain that must be coursing through her after she assaulted her other self.

What a time to not have a healing spell on hand.

Souji approaches after a moment's observation to make sure nothing was going to hurt her while she was like this, concern lining his features again.]

Are you okay enough to move?

[frankensteins_moe]

[As a Berserker, the answer to his question is of course 'yes.' She had been designed as the perfect human, and despite all the difficulties, in many ways she lives up to the name. Berserkers only stop moving when they die. It is the nature of the class. Grunting, the girl gives a small nod, propping herself up against the haft of her mace as she slowly stands.]

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

[There's a blink or two from the boy. Yeah--definitely wishing he had a Diarama-carrying Persona at the very least...he's still a little wary for a few moments as he looks her over, trying to see if she's limping anywhere, though that eventually fades. If any trouble arises, he's got the means to defend her -- albeit possibly unnecessary ones, given the size of that mace...]

If you're sure. [More importantly...] How long have you been here?

[frankensteins_moe]

[Another nod. She's pretty resilient, and has the capacity for self-repair on top of that. It's just better all around if no one tries to help her out. Less questions that way.

She tilts her head at the question of how long she's been here, shaking her head and letting out a low groan.]