meaningdies: (get. out.)
Naoya ([personal profile] meaningdies) wrote in [community profile] destinystrings2012-12-25 05:27 pm

bah, humbug

Who: Naoya and OPEN.
Where: Near the border of the Gemini and Cancer districts.
Summary: Naoya hates Christmas. He decides to take it out on some demons during the thirteenth hour.
Warnings: Naoya being a jerk is always a warning. Devil Survivor spoilers, if you care about those at all.

Naoya hated Christmas. He hated all of the fuss around it and most of all he hated the fact that he was so conflicted about it. On the one hand he couldn't help but smirk that the religious message had gotten lost in the consumerism, but on the other hand the religious message that still stuck bugged him.

He'd never been fully able to figure out exactly what was going on with Jesus anyway.

Rather than spend the night sulking at home though, he decided to sulk outside. He had his coat with him in case the weather took another sudden turn, and he summoned Coyote to walk alongside him once he reached the edge of the Gemini district.

At the thirteenth hour, he grinned, turning to look at the demons starting to wander the street. A few fairies made a move as if to attack him, and he nodded to Coyote, who leaped forward with an Arm Chopper.

There was no guarantee that the rest of the night would be so easy, however.
echo_of_a_jedi: (I can see what you're imagining)

[personal profile] echo_of_a_jedi 2012-12-26 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"No parties or dates?" Meetra asked, approaching from the Gemini district. She'd been doing some hunting of her own while the rest of town was distracted by either the holiday or the crazed elemental fairies. "I thought it was some kind of local holiday."
bondsofsuffering: ([Smile] theory of surrender.)

[personal profile] bondsofsuffering 2012-12-26 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Wow, you could almost kill someone with a look like that. You might not even need your Persona!"

If Naoya even cares to look, there's a minty green-haired teenager watching the fight, sitting comfortably on a wall with a coat of his own as a cushion. Both his arms are behind him, propping him up while he eyes the fairies' attempt in amusement.