The Search for the Newcomers, November 2012 Edition.

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Who: Open to Everyone, but only Newly Accepted Characters can start threads.
Where: All around the city, anywhere from the 5th to the 20th.
Summary: Newcomers arrive and by now the Government is more ready and sends everyone out to go people hunting.
Warnings: ARRIVALS. Also assume the first thread is the ones who tell you about the city, and the other tags for the character can be talking with others in the city and learning more about it.

[FOR THOSE IN THE CITY:]
They were getting much better at this, it was for certain.

The COMPS had been upgraded with a new program, HORUS which allowed them to spot abnormalities; if something or someone showed up suddenly in a city that was constantly scanned, then there was a high probability it was a newcomer. There was also a sort of left energy from the travel; the Wise Men called it leftover Magatama Residue, where the magical energy used to pull them to this world and keep the String intact was still faintly present around them. It wouldn't last more than a few minutes, however, and due to the fact they could appear in most parts of the city, it made finding the newcomers was both easy yet frustratingly difficult. As the blips appear on your radar function, they were nice enough to calculate for you the best transport and destination routes to take to get there.

Now it was just left up to chance and make sure you got there fast enough that you were still able to find them relatively easily. For the most part, the fact they stuck out would most certainly help...

[FOR THOSE WHO JUST ARRIVED:]
You're not in your homeworld anymore. That much is evident. So how do you feel? Happy? Sad? Troubled? A little of all three? No matter what, the memories of a butterfly man named Philemon are fading like a dream; you'll remember the details, but perhaps not everything he has said.

There is one word that stays with you, however.

Persona.

So...here to save the city, huh? First you'll need to find out more information. And who knows, maybe a familiar face or two...

[OOC: As stated above, only new characters can start a thread, but feel free to jump in any of them. characters arrive with their clothing and whatever items they had on them the moment they were taken; the remaining items will be later found in their apartments.]

Comments

[themortalhalf]

Yeah. Complicated. That was the word of the hour.

He keeps his gaze fixed on Pharos, expressionless but nevertheless appraising. Stifles back a reply to Pharos' not-quite-question. Boundaries were something this kid didn't understand, apparently. So anything else Shinjiro might have had half a mind to say would have probably received the same bemused look in return. He'd learn soon enough if he kept appearing out of thin air into someone's room, uninvited. Though maybe he still wouldn't give a damn.

So instead, he listens. Notices out of the corner of his eye the brief glance Minako gives him, not sure quite how to interpret it. He listens to her answer. Does the math. Half a year? So that would mean he "left her" in November, wouldn't it? Whatever that meant. Sounded like they had plenty to talk about.

His mouth thins into a stiff line, and he glances over at Minako. "You want me to leave?"

[the_usual_stuff]

It had been, not counting all the hours he had spent within this dimension, less than a few minutes since he had resigned himself to disappearing and faded away from their bedroom, but at the same time it had six months, half a year for her and presumably, Minato as well. Less than a blink of the immortal eye, yet it left him out-of-sync to have experienced none of it. It made him feel—if Pharos could actually recognize the emotion for what it was—left behind in some way. Not jealously so: left behind in the same manner of the clingy child who had gotten lost and didn't quite know which direction to yell at for help.

"I bid you farewell, then awoke in this world," he glanced downward, focusing his bright blue eyes on the hem of his pants leg, missing the look she sent to the other Persona-user, before glancing back at Minako once more. "I remember nothing from in-between."

There was a part of him that would always remain by her side even when Pharos himself had obtained his own existence. His blue eyes slide from his dearest to the brown-haired man when Shinjiro speaks up. He doesn't say anything. He has no opinion—whether Shinjiro stays to listen to their discussion or leaves them to themselves, Minako can decide that.

[greatseal]

Minako frowns at Shinjiro and shakes her head. Losing her warm pillow is the last thing she wants... But he does have a point, to a degree. They shouldn't just sit here talking. Pharos may be used to talking to her at this hour, but if he's more coporeal now and not stuck in her head, he needs rest as much as she and Shinji do.

"Pharos, do you have a place to stay here?" If he has an apartment of his own in this place, she could walk him home, although she feels a little uncertain about then leaving him on his own. He's not technically a child, but he still brings up maternal feelings. But there's no place for him in Shinji's apartment either and Shinji would definitely be uncomfortable with that idea either way.