Persona Magical Burst: Stop Breaking Into Lynn's House!

[miscmuses]

What a ridiculous day this has been. Even for Lynn.

She brought Uncle Remington upstairs to help wash his face. The pepper spray was still lingering and after the nightmare fiasco Jane pulled, he was tired and drained. At first, he was still asking about what happened with all the windows and glass inside the house (and the neighborhood, for that

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He has yet to meet a Persona-user. This must be remedied.

[warriorscribe]

This is not the ledge he'd fallen from, nor is it anywhere near. In fact, this place isn't familiar in the slightest! What a time for Lucifel's powers to go haywire.

Worse yet, even though he doesn't recognize many objects here, beds haven't changed too much. It's pretty obvious he's just inadvertently invaded someone's home.

Someone who is apparently already unhappy. And, if her attire is anything to go by, this is either in the Tower or the future. Judging by the lack of angels nearby, probably the latter. Lucifel will probably find him soon enough, but not in time to stop this encounter.

[miscmuses]

Unfortunately for Enoch, Lynn is pretty observant and, while she's not facing him, gets the feeling that there's someone in her goddamned house again, fuck. She stops sweeping immediately, but doesn't turn around. No, she slooooowly sets the broom and takes something from her pocket. It looks like a thin needle with a jewel attached.

"Who's there?" If it's that psycho again, she swears to God...

[warriorscribe]

"I mean you no harm." Enoch's hand moves slightly towards his Arch as she draws the whatever-that-is out of her pocket. Just a defensive measure. "I'm only here because...a spell didn't work as it should have."

He's not sure what else to say about it. Teleport is a word he only learned from Lucifel, and he doesn't realize it's completely recognizable in the time period he's in.

[miscmuses]

Oh god, it's some older dude instead, what if he's like this crazy person, what language is he using, this is so much worse. That's not English! Hell, that's not even Spanish. Lynn can work with Spanish! Can he even understand her?

"I'm...I'm going to count to three." She holds up her other hand as she slowly starts to turn around.

"When I'm done, I'm going to turn around and you had better be gone." Enoch, whatever she's saying in that weird 'language', she sounds...scared.

"One." What is she even saying?

"Two." WHAT IS HAPPENING?

"...Three." Lynn turns around and almost raises that needle thing to her neck when she just stops and stares. "Wha-...ahhhoh my god." She backs away immediately and, oddly enough, doesn't seem to be staring at Enoch but over Enoch, like she's seeing something else entirely and it's blowing her mind.

[fallenforlove]

Freedom.

He doesn't know how and frankly he doesn't care. All Sariel does know is that it's been a very, very long time. Humanity is almost on the same level as Azazel's worshipers now. ...But there was much to be desired in this new world. Treating women as if they were no more than child-incubators and playthings...no, that wouldn't do. That wouldn't do at all.

After escaping and Falling again it's normally not his style to come into contact with someone at random. He may have a physical body again but he doesn't want to attract too much attention to himself. like he would want to be captured again? Come on now.

But when all the fucking glass breaks within a neighborhood and that includes his smartphone and the windows of his car...

Yeah. That knock on your door is him. Needing to use your antique monstrosity to call a tow truck. Dressed like a goddamn gigolo in an expensive suit.

...Sariel you are not fooling anyone and that is a horrible idea of a disguise.

[miscmuses]

Lynn sighs and heads downstairs. "Coming!" Maybe it's one of the neighbors coming to check on her.

She opens the door and...stares at this really tall dude who is clearly not one of the neighbors. "...Ah."

[fallenforlove]

Oh. Hello there. Sariel gives her a disarming smile.

"I apologize for dropping in unexpectedly. I was driving by and...something destroyed all my windows. No one else would open the door for me. Not that I particularly blame them." He chuckles a little. "Might I use your phone?"

[miscmuses]

Wow, uh. Give her a bit as she rubs her eyes, she's just...trying to get what she's seeing here. Umm.

"Y-Yeah. It's-" Lynn kinda steps aside so he can actually head inside. "It's right in here. Watch the glass." Ah, looks like whatever happened didn't miss this place at all.

[favoredseraph]

Who knows. Maybe there was something else in the mirror, too. Or at least, now there is. She'll see bits and pieces of it reflected in the glass, a bit of white, or a fleeting image of golden hair in the shards of glass before they're swept into a dustpan.

There is one gold hair just. lying there. Perhaps on the counter. Very long and fine, almost like the spun glass "angel hair" that can be found on Christmas decorations. ...then a soft white feather randomly floats down. Maybe it lands on Lynn's shoulder. Yes, that...feeling of being watched seems to have some truth to it, doesn't it.

[miscmuses]

She brushes it off and tosses the glass unceremoniously into the garbage, slamming the cupboard door. Then she just stands there, holding her face in her hands.

No. No, she's not looking.

Fuck you.

Fuck this Gay Middle Earth.

Just fuck everything.

[favoredseraph]

...there is the sound of a small child giggling behind her oh God.

[miscmuses]

N O P E.

Lynn proceeds to go to the living room, like nothing is wrong.

[of_valhalla]

Sup, Lynn? How goes things? Good? Fantastic.

Listen, the universe knows you're busy with pepper spray and creepy mouth-stomach girls who offer you any wish you want and all that good stuff. And broken glass. But dude, Lynn, you've gotta come check out some really awesome shit. like this guy who just landed with a big ol' thump on your lawn.

[miscmuses]

Hey man what's up?

The lady that comes to the door to check out what happened is pinging the COMP.

Hmmmn.

[of_valhalla]

Well he would CHECK IT and all but he's kind of unconscious. Oh jesus christ.

[miscmuses]

...She walks over to the weird looking dude and pokes at him. Unconscious.

Well damn. Lynn knows that she's not supposed to move someone who might be injured, so she'll at least make sure this dude isn't lying in a weird way and then wait for him to wake.

Just.

Standing over him.