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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
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Yosuke keeps saying that it wasn't like this before; before, it was just the storefront, the single chamber filled with bottles and crates and torn-up photographs. And man, he got pissed when Kanji picked up a piece -- hey, he was just looking for clues, damnit! Thinking maybe they missed something before, maybe there's something here they didn't pick up on the first time, like those wrenches Senpai found, or the second swirling portal tucked way in the back.
Yosuke claims that wasn't there before. Kanji knows he's probably right, but -- damnit!
They've been slogging through liquid for what feels like forever; it started out pooling round their ankles and just kept rising the higher they climbed, 'til it lapped over their shoes, then gradually rose to knee-level. Smells like booze, though he's got no clue what kind -- even a man's man wouldn't be stupid enough to take a sip of some swill Shadows have been ( ... )
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But he's kinda glad she's still willing to push on, 'cause her magic's proving super effective against lots of Shadows here, and though Senpai's been taking out his fair share -- they all have -- she's been their biggest asset. Senpai keeps passing her sodas -- her Mage's Mark isn't doing much for 'em -- and she just keeps drinking and drinking, like a friggin' bottomless pit, then giving Senpai back the cans to recycle and pressing forward.
When they finally reach The Big Fucking Door that always tells them Shit's Gonna Go Down Big-Time, Yosuke's doing worse than her -- quivering like a fucking leaf, all sweaty and shit. Senpai ( ... )
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Not the fake, yellow-eyed Naoki -- beyond kicking his ass, Kanji doesn't give a shit about anything he does or says. No, all he cares about is the real Naoki -- who right now looks like a fucking doll, half-jammed in a bottleneck with the top half of his body just dangling out, all limp and still and making Kanji's heart leap, almost shudder to a stop. His focus narrows, the floor drops, the whole world falls away--
--But then Naoto's got him by the elbow, orders him to calm down -- Naoki's breathing. He's still breathing, still breathing, and he can see that now, that slow, shuddering rise and fall that stablizes the floor, lets him breathe again.
The fake's spouting the usual bullshit -- carrying on and on about how he's such a horrible person, everyone says so, that he's so cold and unfeeling and that he doesn't even care that his big sister's dead -- but it's not like Kanji needs any more incentive to kick its ass. Lying bastard. He's just watching Naoki, waiting for him to stir and say those magic ( ... )
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you have a way of just capturing emotions, its sublime.
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