I would like to see a fic about Souji's impossible schedule. Like, the I.T finds his schedule book and are like whoa no way and find that some things are scheduled down to the minute - and they also find weird things in there, such as "find stickers for boy with no friends" or "Finish building mecha" or "figure out riddle-senpai's riddle" - that kind of stuff.
changing fate 7.3
anonymous
October 22 2012, 16:40:21 UTC
Disbelieving, Naoto reached out to touch it herself, but all she felt was the smooth, cool surface of the screen.
“Yo, partner! What’re you doing here today?” A loud, obnoxious voice broke in, and Seta pulled his hand abruptly from the screen, turning to face Hanamura. Naoto let her own hand drop as the manager’s son approached with a mix of caution and suspicion on his face as he regarded her.
“If you’ll excuse me,” she said, and left before either could respond.
The text she received half an hour later had her eyebrows raising.
“If your concerns about meeting were satisfied, second part of your explanation at your apartment tonight?”
She checked the number. Seta, of course. Naoto responded, and went to contact Yakushiji to put a few precautions in place.
Re: changing fate 7.3
anonymous
October 23 2012, 18:47:02 UTC
I'm a bit late to this fic, but ahhhh, this is amazing! Poor Souji. Love how sharp Naoto is, both here and apparently in past iterations. I have a soft spot for fics where they team up, and I'm really looking forward to how this goes!
changing fate 8.2
anonymous
October 25 2012, 04:10:49 UTC
“I… apologize,” she managed to say. “I failed to consider that aspect.”
His laugh was so bitter it made her cringe. “You’re not alone in that regard. Neither did I, until it was too late.”
She looked down at the page and tried to think of a question she could ask - one that wouldn’t be another example of just how bad she was socially.
Naoto was still thinking when the phone rang some time later. She took the call and gave an absent, “This is Shirogane.”
“Naoto-sama? You did not call when you said would,” Yakushiji said in his typical courteous tones. Naoto straightened, checking her watch.
“I apologize, Yakushiji-san, I was not paying attention to the time. Seta-san, will you be available to finish this conversation later?”
The smirk that crossed his face as he made his way to the door had nothing of the tiredness or grief that had been there earlier. “You have my planner, Shirogane-san, why don’t you tell me?” Without waiting for an answer, he left.
“…Naoto-sama, have you been ‘borrowing’ the belongings of others again?”
Re: changing fate 8.2
anonymous
November 1 2012, 14:55:39 UTC
Oh, Souji. ;_; But also: the plot thickens, hurrah. Interesting that attempts to change the events of the original timeline - at least wrt to the deaths - don't work out. Holding my breath to see where you take this!
author's apologies
anonymous
November 6 2012, 03:53:12 UTC
I haven't forgotten this, but I have both a term paper and a group project/presentation due in the next few weeks and finals shortly after. Plus, it's fifteen days until P4G comes out. (On the other hand, it's fifteen days until P4G comes out.)
On the writing front, the next scene isn't flowing well at all and I haven't been able to find the problem yet.
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“Yo, partner! What’re you doing here today?” A loud, obnoxious voice broke in, and Seta pulled his hand abruptly from the screen, turning to face Hanamura. Naoto let her own hand drop as the manager’s son approached with a mix of caution and suspicion on his face as he regarded her.
“If you’ll excuse me,” she said, and left before either could respond.
The text she received half an hour later had her eyebrows raising.
“If your concerns about meeting were satisfied, second part of your explanation at your apartment tonight?”
She checked the number. Seta, of course. Naoto responded, and went to contact Yakushiji to put a few precautions in place.
“If you can find it, fine.”
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I'm glad you're enjoying it - hopefully it'll continue to live up to your expectations!
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August 3, 2011
Wednesday
Evening
SunnyThe knock came at 7:30 PM ( ... )
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His laugh was so bitter it made her cringe. “You’re not alone in that regard. Neither did I, until it was too late.”
She looked down at the page and tried to think of a question she could ask - one that wouldn’t be another example of just how bad she was socially.
Naoto was still thinking when the phone rang some time later. She took the call and gave an absent, “This is Shirogane.”
“Naoto-sama? You did not call when you said would,” Yakushiji said in his typical courteous tones. Naoto straightened, checking her watch.
“I apologize, Yakushiji-san, I was not paying attention to the time. Seta-san, will you be available to finish this conversation later?”
The smirk that crossed his face as he made his way to the door had nothing of the tiredness or grief that had been there earlier. “You have my planner, Shirogane-san, why don’t you tell me?” Without waiting for an answer, he left.
“…Naoto-sama, have you been ‘borrowing’ the belongings of others again?”
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On the writing front, the next scene isn't flowing well at all and I haven't been able to find the problem yet.
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Most of the new P4G content will not be used in this story.
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Night
Foggy
“Come on, guys, really,” Souji said, as Daisuke and Kou approached.
“No way,” Daisuke said, “you always help us out. So this time, we’ll help you!” They each grabbed one of his arms, and threw him upward.
He continued going up, up, upAnd then, with a sickening jolt like the second the Justice link had shattered, he slowed, began to fall ( ... )
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