As everyone comes into Aiya, Naoto is pacing around one side of the room, mumbling to herself. She looks distracted, focused, and above all tired. Once everyone is there, she turns and takes a breath, addressing the group like she would lecture a group of detectives, or, possibly to some very reminiscent of another time she addressed the group then walked off to get kidnapped. This is certainly not a game.
"Thank you for coming, everyone. I do not know how much you all know of the various skills I have retained from Jaunts, but I have the ability to go into my own memories, and relive them, as well as take someone else there through Interface. In our last Liminal, I was showing Alcuin the culture festival and Yasogami, and I turned at one point and saw a clock tower outside of one of the windows. The one Naoki-kun was fond of back home, but that is neither here nor there."
She pauses, and takes a breath. "From there, memories started coming back to me. Memories of... a few weeks of time in which we were stuck in a parallel Yasogami culture festival and had to fight our way through labyrinthine dungeons to get out. The strangest part, however... we were not alone. The Persona group from Gekkoukan showed up as well. And then we were made to forget it all."
Once the meeting is over, Naoto extends an invitation to take each person into her memories in turn to show them the various aspects of the labyrinthine culture festival.
As everyone comes in, they'll find her on a blue bean bag, with another across from her. She's extremely worn out, but determined.
"I was actually going to speak with you about that." She shakes her head. "I definitely saw a guy in my memories, so I do not know if seeing her friends with someone else would bother her too much."
A sigh, and she looks down at her hands. "I am terrible with these sorts of things."
"Uh, as long as you're okay to do this right now," Rise says. "You're using the telepathic thing and not Interface, right? Because trying to Interface something this big sounds like it could knock you out."
"I have been spending most of the past few days in my own mind, Rise. I will be alright to take others. I do not have enough telepathic skills to do this any other way."
She holds out her hands and takes a breath. "I will be fine. This is important."
"Hey... uh. If you are?" Yosuke's a little bit more awkward around Naoto, even if he tries to make it seem like he's the same as always. Damn emotions and complicated timelines.
She smiles, a bit tired but determined. "Yes. What I will be doing, Senpai, is called an Interface. I will be connecting with you to take you into my memories so you can see the events. If you will be uncomfortable with this, I will find another way to tell you what happened."
She holds out her hands. "For it to work, however, you must take my hands."
"As long as you remember, that's enough for me," Souji says, glancing sideways a moment. "But, if it's important to you that I see it for myself... I'm not exactly going to hide from the truth."
"I know, Souji. It truly is up to you. If you would prefer I give you a detailed account of what happened, I can do that. If you would prefer to see at least some of it, I can do that as well."
She shrugs. She's tired and basically existing on pure stubbornness at this point in time.
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Also, to be perfectly fair, I am uncertain if you experienced it or not. It is likely, but as your world is different, I cannot say for certain.
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But yeah, maybe it happened really differently or something.
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[Kanji's mental tone is hesitant, worried.]
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Is there a place in Aiya we could all meet to discuss this? I think it would be easier to explain it all at once.
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[He is definitely sounding concerned now.]
Yeah. I'll set a room up for us.
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[Naoto sounds tired.]
I'll see you soon.
ACTION: Aiya Meeting
"Thank you for coming, everyone. I do not know how much you all know of the various skills I have retained from Jaunts, but I have the ability to go into my own memories, and relive them, as well as take someone else there through Interface. In our last Liminal, I was showing Alcuin the culture festival and Yasogami, and I turned at one point and saw a clock tower outside of one of the windows. The one Naoki-kun was fond of back home, but that is neither here nor there."
She pauses, and takes a breath. "From there, memories started coming back to me. Memories of... a few weeks of time in which we were stuck in a parallel Yasogami culture festival and had to fight our way through labyrinthine dungeons to get out. The strangest part, however... we were not alone. The Persona group from Gekkoukan showed up as well. And then we were made to forget it all."
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...Well. Naoki's not sure what he expected when Naoto said she had interesting information, but it sure wasn't this.
"That's... certainly something. Do you have any idea why it was blocked?"
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"You mean we were at the culture festival for weeks?" she asks.
Not asked: did Souji's class ever come up with a decent event during that interval.
"And Minako-san's group showed up too? That uh. Seems even more impossible than usual."
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As everyone comes in, they'll find her on a blue bean bag, with another across from her. She's extremely worn out, but determined.
"Hello. Are you ready?"
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Souji or Rise will likely enforce it after all's said and done anyway.
"You are planning to tell Minako-san at some point, right?"
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A sigh, and she looks down at her hands. "I am terrible with these sorts of things."
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"If you would take my hands, Kanji, I can start the Interface."
She's ever-so-slightly pink in the cheeks.
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She holds out her hands and takes a breath. "I will be fine. This is important."
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She holds out her hands. "For it to work, however, you must take my hands."
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She shrugs. She's tired and basically existing on pure stubbornness at this point in time.
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To be precise, something we were made to forget.
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