Free-For-All 13th Hour Sale [Open]

[silvercoins]

Who: You, and also you!
Where: Around the city! Specify where in the reply, along with what night.
Summary: The Visitors have a job to make the city safer and strengthen their Personas to get cool powers.
Warnings: Violence against demons an inevitability; please mention any other warnings as they come up.

In the excitement of summer, it might have slipped some Visitor's minds to go out and patrol the city during the 13th Hour. On the other hand, some were infused with even more energy on those summer nights. It really all depended on the person and perhaps whether their previous encounters were Frosts and Prinnies or something nastier.

Speaking of which... what was out there to be fought tonight?

[This is an open 13th Hour log! Replies should include date and location in the subject line. Have fun and remember to tag your characters!]

Comments

[silvercoins]

[Still a little confused, Judas turns to lead the way back to their apartment.]

[papillonmagique]

[Sorry Judas, you just triggered the dere big time

She follows a bit behind him, still looking down at the ground.] ... Why would it hurt for you?

[silvercoins]

Well, you are my friend. And... I worry.

[papillonmagique]

[And her voice actually sounds weak at what she says next.] Nobody has ever said that to me before...

[silvercoins]

I-It's- [not nothing but] natural for me to say that to you.

[papillonmagique]

Even... Even though I was literally born to fight?

[silvercoins]

You told me I have a purpose beyond treachery, didn't you...?

[papillonmagique]

Well, yes, of course. And I stand by what I said.

[silvercoins]

Then you surely must have a purpose beyond combat.

[papillonmagique]

... Well, I can play the violin. That's one purpose beyond combat, I suppose.

[silvercoins]

At least you acknowledge that, it's a start...

[papillonmagique]

And sketching, I do that too... I am having a vague sense that our roles have been reversed here. [It's usually her giving the encouragement.]

[silvercoins]

It's funny, isn't it?

[papillonmagique]

... Heh, yes, it is. Which also means you aren't allowed to claim that you're depressing anymore, as all that has cheered me up more.

[silvercoins]

Oh. Well. That makes sense, I think.

[papillonmagique]

... You saying that you would be... hurt if I ever got hurt was...

It's hard to describe, but I'm... Happy. That someone cares about me like that...

[silvercoins]

...Th-thank you.

[He turns a little red and looks down.]

[papillonmagique]

... Judas?

[Just going to blink, and try to peer at him.]

[silvercoins]

It's a little embarrassing to be complimented.

[papillonmagique]

Yes, I imagine so... But I never give out compliments unless I mean them.

[silvercoins]

That makes it even more so!

[papillonmagique]

Hmm? Why is that?

[silvercoins]

I don't often get intended compliments from people who know what I am.

[papillonmagique]

Well, I'll have to remedy that, then!

[silvercoins]

Oh. I guess I can't stop you.