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paixaorpg2009-12-22 09:37 am
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kanji tatsumi - 001 [OPEN/ACTIVE]
Character(s): Kanji Tatsumi, anybody else.
Content: Kanji arrives to Paixao.
Setting: Niflheim Gate.
Time: Week 16
Warnings: Potential Persona 4 spoilers.
With a loud thud, Kanji found himself coming to. "Shit... what happened?" Rubbing his head, he noticed something odd. "I didn't eat any confections before nodding off, and I didn't have anything t' drink last night..." Clenching his eyes down as to make them focus once more when he reopened them, he knew something was amiss more than the taste of cinnamon in his mouth. Narrowing his eyes, as it was a natural thing to do to look more intimidating in almost any situation, Kanji noticed it. He had a journal in his hand and he was staring at a giant entranceway. "The Hell's going on...?"
Walking forward, he yelled out for anybody to hear him... Nothing. That wasn't right; Japanese was way too crowded to find himself alone. He had hoped. Maybe there was a cat nearby. Kitties were cute. No, Kanji, time to focus. This... was a tunnel or what? Nothing like in Inaba, or at least the places he knew. This couldn't be near the Amagi Inn; even the room where that reporter disappeared from was nicer than this and around, and that was haunted. Could this be another prank by that dumbass Yosuke-senpai? Kanji almost hoped it was, but even he wouldn't go this far, would he? Well, his ass wasn't sore. That was a good sign. Kanji made sure to keep it that way.
Content: Kanji arrives to Paixao.
Setting: Niflheim Gate.
Time: Week 16
Warnings: Potential Persona 4 spoilers.
With a loud thud, Kanji found himself coming to. "Shit... what happened?" Rubbing his head, he noticed something odd. "I didn't eat any confections before nodding off, and I didn't have anything t' drink last night..." Clenching his eyes down as to make them focus once more when he reopened them, he knew something was amiss more than the taste of cinnamon in his mouth. Narrowing his eyes, as it was a natural thing to do to look more intimidating in almost any situation, Kanji noticed it. He had a journal in his hand and he was staring at a giant entranceway. "The Hell's going on...?"
Walking forward, he yelled out for anybody to hear him... Nothing. That wasn't right; Japanese was way too crowded to find himself alone. He had hoped. Maybe there was a cat nearby. Kitties were cute. No, Kanji, time to focus. This... was a tunnel or what? Nothing like in Inaba, or at least the places he knew. This couldn't be near the Amagi Inn; even the room where that reporter disappeared from was nicer than this and around, and that was haunted. Could this be another prank by that dumbass Yosuke-senpai? Kanji almost hoped it was, but even he wouldn't go this far, would he? Well, his ass wasn't sore. That was a good sign. Kanji made sure to keep it that way.