Day 2 - Listen to the World

[expandyourworld]

I've been acting confused for quite enough around here. It's good that I discovered the basic picture, but it feels like there's more to it than that

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[devilbrought]

[seemingly bored-looking Nero decides it is time for commentary]

Hm? Plan B is space out?

[Inner voice sounds somewhat strained like unsure if going to break down himself or lash out at something nearby: Kyrie still isn't here?! Where is she?]

[expandyourworld]

[ After scanning Shibuya daily, Neku is used to strained and harsh voices... Still, they aren't very pleasant to listen to, so he immediately breaks his focus. ]

No. When you don't know where to go next, plan B is always scanning.

[devilbrought]

Scanning?

[expandyourworld]

Scanning. It's something like... Eavesdropping.

I'm simply listening to what people have to say.

[generousheart]

[Fuuka is slowly making her way through a crowd, oblivious to Neku or much else since she's deep in thought: I'm beginning to think there is no way out of here...despite how strong my Persona is I've not turned up anything. I fear that Ryoji-kun may have been right after all...but I can't bring myself to give up.]

[expandyourworld]

[ And, with him being used to not to not being heard by anyone around him, Neku speaks his thoughts aloud. ]

Persona..? What's she going on about?

[generousheart]

N-Neku-kun...?

What...was it you just said?

[expandyourworld]

...Hm? Did I say something strange?

[temptingrose]

[Just walking by, looking at some stuff in a shop window. Thoughts? "I wonder if Haseo would like this"]

[expandyourworld]

...I guess things such as doting sweethearts and obsessive fangirls don't change in any city.

[temptingrose]

...? [Turns to look at you, thoughts along the line of "I wonder if he was talking to me"]

[expandyourworld]

[ He seems to be looking in that direction, but... His enormous collar and emo hair do a good job at concealing his face. You'd have to shake him to know. ]

[notachickenhawk]

[Oh hey. Have a Tobias flying past.]

[Thinking: The mice in this city are getting harder and harder to find. And the squirrels aren't really out yet. Can't tell Rachel, though, or she'll get worried about me.]

[expandyourworld]

...

This can't be right.

[ Retrying the scan... ]

...I'm scanning a bird?

[notachickenhawk]

[Thinking: I should have never let Rachel drag me to the dance. I don't do dances. Human morph still feels like a trap. ...But it made her happy.]

[expandyourworld]

...I'm scanning a bird. But I thought I can only scan humans. If that's how it is, then...

Wait. Morph? What's it thinking about?

[stained_wing]

[Taking care of some "problems", that is, resident hobos. Thoughts? "And that's three. They never know what hit them."]

[expandyourworld]

[ "...Things such as bullies don't seem to change, either." ]

[ Here, Tarvos. Have a bratty-looking teenager watching you cautiously now. ]

[stained_wing]

[On the second level the shadow of her avatar form can be seen. From her vantage point she watches, staring at people intently, until she finally makes a decision - and the unsuspecting victim is impaled by nails that they cannot see. For a moment, she seems almost pleased, but that soon fades back into a hard, angry glare as she continues on...]

[expandyourworld]

[ ...The hell did he just see? Can something like that be possible? Oh dammit, that lady is a Reaper, isn't she? That's the only way to make it make sense. ]

[ But... Aren't the Reapers supposed to be forbidden from attacking humans? In that case, she's breaking the rules. So there's only one thing to do. He'll have to follow her. ]