#inaviga

▌✖ ── ✖ Food was its OWN sort of COMMUNICATION and how it is MADE and how someone FEELS making it drastically changes how it TASTE. At least to someone who CARES about food as much as he does. There was only ONE person he cared about enough to SHARE the entirety of the recipe he used for CURRY. Aside from the connection, it brought him to Futaba it was FAR PAST time she learned the recipe that brought him CLOSE to her mother.

        “ how’s about a phantom thieves minecraft server ? eh ? eh ? seems like a pretty damn good idea to me. whaddya think ? ”

     ❛    wow!   that sounds reaaally cool. i mean, i can stay on the pc for hours and hours, but what you do sounds real profesh!    ❜     okay, okay, to tell truth, almost nothing rendered when she started to get serious,  but the alienation of it all just piqued your cat-like curiosity. eagerness is evident and so is excitement, your feet swinging as you continue to listen to the younger other,   ❛    so how does it work again? i can’t even change my damn password on my laptop without sara knocking my head on how to do it again. it’s strange to me man! i’m stickin’ to my good ol phone!    ❜

@inaviga​ 📺 + are you living a meaningful life?

an array of paintings hang next to each other. they all represent parts of ren’s life; from the colourful to the ones only coloured with dull colours. long ago, the shadow thinks, i thought i lived a meaningful life. he had been so content before this all happened. ren doesn’t remember the time he had laughed so hard he had to hold his stomach.

i can totally log on to minato like right now

▌♥ ── ♡ It is tucked away and quiet, just the escape she needs to try and connect to what is happening here. Coming here was not just to do a performance at Destinyland, she felt something the second she arrived and in the dark night alone in her hotel room, her phone lit up with a new app. Without Himiko, without already having awakened her Persona for so long and being apart of something Rise was sure she would have perished that night. The midnight channel, the midnight stage, it wasn’t there anymore instead, It was a phone application and something terrifying.

▌♥ ── ♡ Leblanc, it was such a pretty name for such a quiet place. It was a simple calling out sick from a meeting and slipping into the door. After her coffee was on the counter her gaze sticks to the younger girl. She seems uncomfortable and Rise can see by the lacking number of people it is because of her. Social Anxieties, in some ways this girl reminds her of a mix between Yukiko and herself, and it makes her smile. Until she notices a laptop tucked away in the corner. It looks nice, a lot nicer than most of the ones she sees now too. She can’t help herself and wants to ease the anxiety because as much as she wants to look into what is happening here the energy and the feelings the young girl and older gentleman are clashing it is causing her empathic nature to be out of balance so much it is hard to focus.