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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?]

Comments

[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.]