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@shinkusame:

Swords sink, but bodies float.

 In between them both he swims, soaring for the surface with a handful of pearls clutched in his glove. They’re common enough, three whites and a pink, but he doesn’t intend to exchange them for any prizes. 

No, these are his to keep.

Moments after cresting through the water, the world explodes. Well, no. Someone’s just dived in, and between the mouthful of sea in his nose and throat, Yagen manages to blink back enough salt to find that he’s lost all but the pink pearl in his hand. 

His face falls slightly. 

Meanwhile, the errant diver’s bobbed back up to the surface, enough for him to glimpse bright red hair and a set of sharpened teeth. Like fangs, but this time he bites first.

As though personally laughing at her suffering, she happened to chase after it for several blocks - around corners, ducking under taller people and possibly elbowing a goth teenager. Well, it happens every once in a while? If she was chased down she’d apologize, but she could not lose sight of her work.

Finally it seemed to flutter to a stop - right on top of someone’s foot. She skidded to a stop in front of him, immediately smoothing down the front of her shirt as though she hadn’t been frantically chasing after a few sheets of paper.

Her coolness was her charm, and she flipped her hair over her shoulder, ignoring the beads of sweat that had gathered on her forehead. “I need that,” she breathed out, pointing towards the notebook that had opened to a half finished piece of music.

“Persona, activate!”

He raised his fist toward the air, hoping he had at last unlocked the secret passcode to unlocking his hidden power, but no such luck. His request was met with awkward silence once more. He scratched the back of his head as his face grew redder still, in spite of the fact there was no one around to seem him make a fool of himself. Perhaps it would’ve been best to test his hypotheses in the comfort of his own room rather than outdoors, but testing an unknown power in a confined space sounded unwise.

The residents of that blue room were far too vague for Tiz’s liking. Not only did he not have any inkling as to what a “Persona” was, but “awakening” it, as the host referred to it, was more of a mystery. Was the power inside him and had to be jostled out, or did he have to find it somewhere? A hint would’ve been welcomed...

He decided to test the first theory that it was indeed already a part of him, which led him to trying these ridiculous poses by the Sad Thumb to shake it loose.

“Come forth, Perso--!”

He turned on his heel, punching the air in front of him. His fist hovered in front of a young man’s face. As the realization struck that someone had been watching, his face grew as red as a tomato.

      It was snowing when he left his new home, which was fine, but then at some point it began mixing with (rather heavy) rain and he was now absolutely soaked and cold and maybe cursing his misfortune for these particular things.

      He ran to the nearest building he could reach-- as though fate pitied him, it happened to be a convenience store. After drying himself as much as he could, he stepped inside, and began looking around.

       "Ah!"

        Just the other end of the register, he found what he was looking for: umbrellas. Actually, there was only one left. But as he walked past the register and reached out to grab the handle, another person's hand happened to grab it at the same time.