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Rui certainly broke that pot. That is something Rui did, all right, with that well-timed Galeslash. Most of the mob shadows began to withdraw once they'd broken the incense urn, so Sato quickly helped clear out any stragglers and turned his attention to the knight shadow. Akane had done her job of keeping it busy well, and with a Matarukaja up to help the offensive, the team went in for an all-out kind of attack. Meaning, Sato just kinda stood there, pelting spells at it. It probably wouldn't target him. Probably?
Rui was pretty clear about his intentions of moving in to destroy the pot himself, seeing as all Sato and Kotori could really do was throw spells at it, which probably would've worked eventually... But regardless, this was probably pretty optimal. Thus, Sato merely followed Rui's commands and tried to dig a hole through the enemy wall. It was difficult by himself, but hopefully, with Kotori's assistance, they could tear right through the crowd of shadows. All they needed is a good opportunity for Rui to move in, and for Akane to keep the knight busy.
After a bit of battling, Megumi chimed in with an update on the situation. Apparently, the incense pot was leaking out into the cavern side of the dungeon and the smoke was inhibiting the other team's navigation. Meaning, it would be in their best interest to take it out so the other team could progress further (or, at least quicker). That was easier said than done, however, as the shadows were seeming to be concentrating around the pot. Sato doubted they could shatter it with all the shadows in the way, so they'd probably have to pierce through their numbers first.
Luckily, the knight appeared to be apathetic to its existence, instead merely focusing on trying to attack the team. While it seemed powerful, its bulk slowed it down to the point where Sato felt comfortable with the idea of ignoring it until after they deal with the incense pot. Akane would probably keep it busy anyway, and Rui was already engaging the mob of shadows that came out to protect the urn.
The decision was pretty much for the two long-ranged fighters, as Rui quickly ordered them to try to flank the pot and assault it whenever possible. Thanks to the work he and Kotori did on thinning out any stray groups of shadows, Sato wasn't very hesitant on running over to deal with the pot, but he made special attention to staying out of sight from the knight. That was something better left to the front-liners, of course.
Kotori, however, seemed less keen on going into the fray like they were ordered to, and made sure to keep a close eye on everyone, including herself. If she was going to trying to be so careful, Sato decided to watch out for everyone himself. The concern of shadows creeping up on them as they flanked the pot was probably what was bothering her, so he made a note to be especially aware of himself as he started to sling spells at the shadows guarding the pot. It wasn't tearing through the group by any means, but before long a sizable dent was already being made in their numbers as the gusts of wind blew around and apart the shadows.
Luckily, the knight appeared to be apathetic to its existence, instead merely focusing on trying to attack the team. While it seemed powerful, its bulk slowed it down to the point where Sato felt comfortable with the idea of ignoring it until after they deal with the incense pot. Akane would probably keep it busy anyway, and Rui was already engaging the mob of shadows that came out to protect the urn.
The decision was pretty much for the two long-ranged fighters, as Rui quickly ordered them to try to flank the pot and assault it whenever possible. Thanks to the work he and Kotori did on thinning out any stray groups of shadows, Sato wasn't very hesitant on running over to deal with the pot, but he made special attention to staying out of sight from the knight. That was something better left to the front-liners, of course.
Kotori, however, seemed less keen on going into the fray like they were ordered to, and made sure to keep a close eye on everyone, including herself. If she was going to trying to be so careful, Sato decided to watch out for everyone himself. The concern of shadows creeping up on them as they flanked the pot was probably what was bothering her, so he made a note to be especially aware of himself as he started to sling spells at the shadows guarding the pot. It wasn't tearing through the group by any means, but before long a sizable dent was already being made in their numbers as the gusts of wind blew around and apart the shadows.
Upon entering through the front door of the inn, the first thing Sato noticed were the shadows lounging about in the fairly standard-looking traditional inn. His first instinct was to draw his bow, but the shadows didn't seem to be... doing anything. The "female" ones were just kind of floating, and every other shadow drowned themselves in alcohol. Sato gripped an arrow tightly in between his fingers as they passed by the groups of alcoholic shadows. It wasn't the first time they've encountered beings of the mirror world that were passive in nature, but it was still far from a comfortable feeling. Images of the shadows suddenly turning on them in mass filled his head, but as they approached the other end of the floor, there were other things to worry about.
As they walked towards the end of the hallway, more shadows started appearing, this time different from the others. They didn't seem to be indulging themselves or innocently floating, and as a black knight at the end of the hallway came into view, it became readily apparent that these new shadows were more than background characters. The navigator pointed it out as such, and informed the team that this black knight was apparently one of the dozen or so people that were trapped inside of the dungeon. That, of course, meant they were forced to engage. Rui and Akane took front, keeping Sato and Kotori at the back to properly use their ranged abilities.
The first thing Sato worried about was the weird incense pot sitting behind the black knight, as it apparently was starting to leak something. Whatever it was, it couldn't spell anything good for them, so Sato made a mental note to keep an eye out for it. With Rui and Akane taking the charge with their superior combat abilities, all they could do is make sure they only have to deal with the main target. The weaklings, him and Kotori could take. Summoning his persona, Sato watched carefully as several of the small knights tried to approach. Kotori seemed to be covering any shadow that tried to sneak up on them, so Sato tried to take them out before they could try to get into an opening like that.
Chronos appeared in front of Sato, before spinning its scythe around and sending a large blast of wind at one of the little knights. It was sent flying into another, taking them both out. Unfortunately, there was no shortage of other shadows trying to get in on the action, so Sato nocked a few arrows and tried to spread both his persona's attacks and his own shots across the entire group of shadows as a form of crowd control. Kotori would hopefully use precision lighting strikes to eliminate everything he missed, which would be plenty considering his attacks weren't always lethal.
As they walked towards the end of the hallway, more shadows started appearing, this time different from the others. They didn't seem to be indulging themselves or innocently floating, and as a black knight at the end of the hallway came into view, it became readily apparent that these new shadows were more than background characters. The navigator pointed it out as such, and informed the team that this black knight was apparently one of the dozen or so people that were trapped inside of the dungeon. That, of course, meant they were forced to engage. Rui and Akane took front, keeping Sato and Kotori at the back to properly use their ranged abilities.
The first thing Sato worried about was the weird incense pot sitting behind the black knight, as it apparently was starting to leak something. Whatever it was, it couldn't spell anything good for them, so Sato made a mental note to keep an eye out for it. With Rui and Akane taking the charge with their superior combat abilities, all they could do is make sure they only have to deal with the main target. The weaklings, him and Kotori could take. Summoning his persona, Sato watched carefully as several of the small knights tried to approach. Kotori seemed to be covering any shadow that tried to sneak up on them, so Sato tried to take them out before they could try to get into an opening like that.
Chronos appeared in front of Sato, before spinning its scythe around and sending a large blast of wind at one of the little knights. It was sent flying into another, taking them both out. Unfortunately, there was no shortage of other shadows trying to get in on the action, so Sato nocked a few arrows and tried to spread both his persona's attacks and his own shots across the entire group of shadows as a form of crowd control. Kotori would hopefully use precision lighting strikes to eliminate everything he missed, which would be plenty considering his attacks weren't always lethal.
After the two teams parted ways, Sato couldn't help but question the logic of putting two newbies on the same team, but he trusted that the others knew what they were doing. Ryan and Kami were with them, so it wasn't like the new guys were being put to their own devices. While that team went one way, Sato found himself in a fairly familiar team as they marched into the front entrance of the inn. Was there ever a time where he went into the mirror world without Kotori in the same team...?
As they walked through the doors of the shadow world inn, he wondered about what their navigator had told them. Apparently, almost twelve other people had gotten thrown into the dungeon as well. If previous battles were any indication, running into them would prove extremely tiring... But, it wasn't like they could just purposely avoid the other victims. They'd have to deal with what they find, and then perhaps the rest of the team could come in once their main objective is completed, seeing as how it'd be pushing it if the current two team members did everything. But... why didn't the dozen or so victims form individual dungeons? Was this mountain a collective, or was one of the victims just that much "stronger" than all the others? Regardless of the answer to his questions, Sato realized he wouldn't get anywhere asking them now, as the only way to find out was to get to the center of the mountain or where-ever they were headed.
Sato let out a small sigh. Seeing Mako again had just broken his composure again. It's not that he hated Mako, but it irked him to be losing his cool around the others. Besides, it wouldn't serve anyone good to get side-tracked with 'real-life' things while trying to fight off shadows. So, he tried his best to put aside anything in his mind that wasn't important to the situation at hand (which was a lot), and gave a confident smile to the rest of his group.
As they walked through the doors of the shadow world inn, he wondered about what their navigator had told them. Apparently, almost twelve other people had gotten thrown into the dungeon as well. If previous battles were any indication, running into them would prove extremely tiring... But, it wasn't like they could just purposely avoid the other victims. They'd have to deal with what they find, and then perhaps the rest of the team could come in once their main objective is completed, seeing as how it'd be pushing it if the current two team members did everything. But... why didn't the dozen or so victims form individual dungeons? Was this mountain a collective, or was one of the victims just that much "stronger" than all the others? Regardless of the answer to his questions, Sato realized he wouldn't get anywhere asking them now, as the only way to find out was to get to the center of the mountain or where-ever they were headed.
Sato let out a small sigh. Seeing Mako again had just broken his composure again. It's not that he hated Mako, but it irked him to be losing his cool around the others. Besides, it wouldn't serve anyone good to get side-tracked with 'real-life' things while trying to fight off shadows. So, he tried his best to put aside anything in his mind that wasn't important to the situation at hand (which was a lot), and gave a confident smile to the rest of his group.
"That is, if we're on the same team."
Rui will lead the first team through the front with Akane, Sato, and Kotori, while the other team consisting of Mako, Ryan, and Shizuka, led by Kami, will go through the other side.
Sato gave a weak smile when Mako agreed to play it with him, even if it apparently had been a while since either of them had played it. Hours seemed to fly by as Mako instructed Sato on how to do fighting game things-- he knew the basics, as he'd been taught before, but any of the combos were beyond him. It was, suffice to say, pretty one-sided. But, it was fun at least. Trying to figure out his character proved interesting, even if Mako was bludgeoning in his head while Sato tried to figure out how to do a double quarter-circle in the middle of battle.
Once they got sick of burning coins, it struck Sato how familiar the game's subject matter was, but he brushed it off as Mako lead them out of the arcade. Walking out of the front door, the setting sun lighting the world in its soft yellow glow, Sato turned to face Mako as the latter boy expressed his gratitude for Sato showing up. Sato nodded weakly, still a bit hesitant about the whole... 'date', but it was undeniably a good time, so... Yeah. Mako awkwardly touched Sato's hand, an action he couldn't help but smile at. Not because of the sentiment, but because of how adorably awkward it was. Nonetheless, Sato gave a smile wave as he took a step away from his kouhai. "See you soon," He said, turning away.
JULY 5TH 2015, SUNDAY
Daytime
Too soon.
This was definitely sooner than Sato wanted to see Mako again, especially in the context of a warehouse meet-up. Standing next to Mako, the teen watched as some of the other team members discussed Rui's new hawk and the latest kidnapping victim. The latter wasn't exactly surprising-- it was almost like another Sunday to Sato at this point, but he felt dirty thinking of it like that, so he focused on the hawk. And it didn't make sense, since apparently it had a persona or something. Did that mean they had air support, a la an airplane? Sato felt the bow slung around his arm digging into his shoulder with its string, the quiver weighing on his opposite arm. Hopefully, uh, the hawk wouldn't get in the way of anything.
Sato felt Mako's eyes on him, and he looked over at the younger boy hesitantly. He wasn't really sure what to do, but since Rui was busy doing whatever Rui does, the duty of keeping an eye out for the new kids felt like it fell to others. In a way, it made sense for the archer to keep an eye on the front-line guys. "Hey, uh, I guess you should probably stick with me, since this is your first time going into the mirror world. I'll watch your back as you figure things out, and then I hope you'll do the same for me. Does that sound good...?" Sato looked over back to Rui, avoiding eye-contact with the hawk that seemed to be staring right back. "That is, if we're on the same team. I'm not sure how Rui wants to do things, but I trust his judgement on this stuff. Don't do anything reckless, Mako. I know you probably don't need to hear it, but this is life-or-death, and a mistake can get you hurt. Healing spells can't fix everything. Just... be careful, and don't get in the way of an arrow or anything."
Once they got sick of burning coins, it struck Sato how familiar the game's subject matter was, but he brushed it off as Mako lead them out of the arcade. Walking out of the front door, the setting sun lighting the world in its soft yellow glow, Sato turned to face Mako as the latter boy expressed his gratitude for Sato showing up. Sato nodded weakly, still a bit hesitant about the whole... 'date', but it was undeniably a good time, so... Yeah. Mako awkwardly touched Sato's hand, an action he couldn't help but smile at. Not because of the sentiment, but because of how adorably awkward it was. Nonetheless, Sato gave a smile wave as he took a step away from his kouhai. "See you soon," He said, turning away.
JULY 5TH 2015, SUNDAY
Daytime
Too soon.
This was definitely sooner than Sato wanted to see Mako again, especially in the context of a warehouse meet-up. Standing next to Mako, the teen watched as some of the other team members discussed Rui's new hawk and the latest kidnapping victim. The latter wasn't exactly surprising-- it was almost like another Sunday to Sato at this point, but he felt dirty thinking of it like that, so he focused on the hawk. And it didn't make sense, since apparently it had a persona or something. Did that mean they had air support, a la an airplane? Sato felt the bow slung around his arm digging into his shoulder with its string, the quiver weighing on his opposite arm. Hopefully, uh, the hawk wouldn't get in the way of anything.
Sato felt Mako's eyes on him, and he looked over at the younger boy hesitantly. He wasn't really sure what to do, but since Rui was busy doing whatever Rui does, the duty of keeping an eye out for the new kids felt like it fell to others. In a way, it made sense for the archer to keep an eye on the front-line guys. "Hey, uh, I guess you should probably stick with me, since this is your first time going into the mirror world. I'll watch your back as you figure things out, and then I hope you'll do the same for me. Does that sound good...?" Sato looked over back to Rui, avoiding eye-contact with the hawk that seemed to be staring right back. "That is, if we're on the same team. I'm not sure how Rui wants to do things, but I trust his judgement on this stuff. Don't do anything reckless, Mako. I know you probably don't need to hear it, but this is life-or-death, and a mistake can get you hurt. Healing spells can't fix everything. Just... be careful, and don't get in the way of an arrow or anything."
Sato grabbed Mako's wrist and lead him to the back of the arcade where a familiar bunch of games stood.- Sato "It's Not Gay If Our Fingers Don't Touch" Hashimoto, 2015
Sato cringed to the seventh degree when he noticed Mako sidling up to him. Not because he was approaching, but because he was approaching. Despite the seemingly unfazed smile, Sato could still see the blush on Mako's face. It was a bit comforting to see that his Freudian slip mess-up was embarrassing to them both. Even Mako's voice was a little shaky. And his shaky voice made Sato's body shaky when Mako suggested that their little outing was a date.
For some reason, his first instinct was to laugh. And then it was to hide his face with his hand. Sato tried to say something, but his vocal cords failed to produce a sound. The only voice of his that he heard was the one in his head, screaming at him to calm down. He decided to not do that, and instead took a clumsy step away from Mako, backing into a Street Fighter cabinet. The situation was fairly trivial-- anyone else would've probably just laughed it off real awkwardly, but Sato didn't do anything but hide his face like some schoolgirl. It felt like... he was digging in the dirt with a shovel and accidentally hit something, but it was a pipe that started to leak a suffocating black smoke from the hole he made in it. As abstract the metaphor was, Sato had to remind himself yet again that he could breath. The question of what these feelings were sprung into his head again, but Sato realized that he had already known the answer. He'd just chosen to ignore it on the hopes of remaining 'normal'. Looking up from behind his fingers, Sato glanced at Mako again, and like it was a cue Mako continued on to explain himself.
Sato took a deep breath as he listened to what Mako said, standing back up straight once Mako suggested to 'worry about other stuff later'. That was probably for the best, leaving that for when they were in more private circumstances. He'd already acted like a drama queen in front of Mako, a fact that was almost as embarrassing as what he was worrying about in the first place, so it'd be best to try to save face while he still could, but... It reminded him of what his shadow said. About trying to act like something he wasn't or whatever. He took a deep breath and reminded himself not to be upset over breaking some kind of (for lack of better word) persona.
"Um, I..." Sato managed, still unable to look Mako in the eyes now that he realized the true nature of his own feelings and their relationship. Instead, his eyes wandered over to what was essentially the rest of the arcade. He barely recognized any of the games that filled the room, seeing as he rarely indulged in playing videogames. There was, however, one game that he distinctly remembered playing.
Sato grabbed Mako's wrist and lead him to the back of the arcade where a familiar bunch of games stood. At the top of the calm blue cabinets was the logo of 'Persona 4: Ultimax Ultra Suplex Hold'. It was several months back that he'd went to the arcade, and played a few rounds of P4U. He got demolished, of course, but it was kinda interesting. It was actually the first time he had met Rui and a few of the others, funnily enough.
He pointed to the title of the game and looked at Mako with a weird mixture of determination and nervousness. "Have you ever played this one? If so, c-could you teach me how to play it?"
For some reason, his first instinct was to laugh. And then it was to hide his face with his hand. Sato tried to say something, but his vocal cords failed to produce a sound. The only voice of his that he heard was the one in his head, screaming at him to calm down. He decided to not do that, and instead took a clumsy step away from Mako, backing into a Street Fighter cabinet. The situation was fairly trivial-- anyone else would've probably just laughed it off real awkwardly, but Sato didn't do anything but hide his face like some schoolgirl. It felt like... he was digging in the dirt with a shovel and accidentally hit something, but it was a pipe that started to leak a suffocating black smoke from the hole he made in it. As abstract the metaphor was, Sato had to remind himself yet again that he could breath. The question of what these feelings were sprung into his head again, but Sato realized that he had already known the answer. He'd just chosen to ignore it on the hopes of remaining 'normal'. Looking up from behind his fingers, Sato glanced at Mako again, and like it was a cue Mako continued on to explain himself.
Sato took a deep breath as he listened to what Mako said, standing back up straight once Mako suggested to 'worry about other stuff later'. That was probably for the best, leaving that for when they were in more private circumstances. He'd already acted like a drama queen in front of Mako, a fact that was almost as embarrassing as what he was worrying about in the first place, so it'd be best to try to save face while he still could, but... It reminded him of what his shadow said. About trying to act like something he wasn't or whatever. He took a deep breath and reminded himself not to be upset over breaking some kind of (for lack of better word) persona.
"Um, I..." Sato managed, still unable to look Mako in the eyes now that he realized the true nature of his own feelings and their relationship. Instead, his eyes wandered over to what was essentially the rest of the arcade. He barely recognized any of the games that filled the room, seeing as he rarely indulged in playing videogames. There was, however, one game that he distinctly remembered playing.
Sato grabbed Mako's wrist and lead him to the back of the arcade where a familiar bunch of games stood. At the top of the calm blue cabinets was the logo of 'Persona 4: Ultimax Ultra Suplex Hold'. It was several months back that he'd went to the arcade, and played a few rounds of P4U. He got demolished, of course, but it was kinda interesting. It was actually the first time he had met Rui and a few of the others, funnily enough.
He pointed to the title of the game and looked at Mako with a weird mixture of determination and nervousness. "Have you ever played this one? If so, c-could you teach me how to play it?"
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