Shinjiro Aragaki (
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January Catch-All; Open and Closed
Who; Shinjiro and you
What; Various scenarios throughout the month
Where; Varies depending on scenario
When; Varies
Warnings: None so far, but will update as necessary.
Prompts are in comments. If you'd like a specific scene with Shinjiro, or something closed, shoot me a message on discord at vikael or just message this journal and I'll throw something up or we can hash something out.
Also, I'm totally down with people tagging multiple prompts, or with multiple characters :)
What; Various scenarios throughout the month
Where; Varies depending on scenario
When; Varies
Warnings: None so far, but will update as necessary.
Prompts are in comments. If you'd like a specific scene with Shinjiro, or something closed, shoot me a message on discord at vikael or just message this journal and I'll throw something up or we can hash something out.
Also, I'm totally down with people tagging multiple prompts, or with multiple characters :)
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That they are, but then so are we.
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[ With a plan to make quick work of the rest of their new guests, he lowered his axe for just a moment, pulling a shining pistol from a holster on his hip and placing it to his temple. ]
Let's end this.
[ Before any sort of protest can occur, he pulls the trigger. A burst of energy explodes from the end of the pistol and Shinjiro's eyes glow vibrant blue. ]
Come on, Castor!
[ The eruption explodes from what seems to be the top of his head, a whirl of more blue energy that coalesces into a hulking figure behind him, astride a strange, horse-like mount. Shinjiro's body tenses as he shoves the pistol back into its holster, then gripping his head. The figure grasps the spearhead protruding from its chest and twists it, Shinjiro's grunting in pain as it does so, and then he hefts his makeshift weapon again, blood tripping like tears from one eye.
He shouts a battle cry and charges ahead into the fray, jumping up and bringing the weapon down with a concussive blast of impact, sending a wave of sheer force into the approaching mammots, sending them flying in all directions. He waits to make sure none of them are getting up before he goes to stand, steadying himself with the shaft of the sign as he does.
The figure dissolves as he breaths heavily, wiping the rivulet of blood from his cheek. ]
Assholes.
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His blue eyes widened as the new figure seemed to come out of nowhere. Even in battle as Joshua had locked swords with one of his opponents temporarily, it had him stop for the briefest of moments.
Finishing his opponent with a flurry of Fire magic, Joshua made sure that this figure's work was uninterrupted. And after, he approached his battle companion even if careful to still stand a small respectful distance.
"What was that?" Did they have Eikons of sorts here too?
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"Kind of a long story." One didn't simply explain Persona. "You new?"
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He then nodded. "I am new, and I suppose it must be obvious."
No one else here dressed as he did. Compared to them he definitely looked like he was a man out of time or place or both.
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"I ain't sayin' I won't tell ya, just not here." He deserved that much. He did have his back, after all. "Besides, I never met anybody who can use magic without a Persona." So color him curious.