week 4 ( monday )

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[It's a bright new week (and by that I mean it's probably been an awkward start to the week for two certain plotters), and Setz is peering curiously at Worth Every Penne, because finally! A place to eat that isn't McDonald's again! But he's taking a look before he heads inside.

Yo, Akira.]

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... I wouldn't say upset. For the most part, I think he just... wanted to pretend that I didn't exist. Not that I could blame him...

But... he'd been happy. [So much he'd forgotten all about Setz, whom he didn't need.] I guess that was why he didn't hate me for it.

[And though a part of Setz curses the world, that he hadn't been able to be a part of that life—that happy childhood—he's glad he could give Lark that much.]

[purrtagonist]

[it's good to hear that Lark had at least that much. but. . .?]

Were you two ever able to make up?

[subordinacy]

It's been... difficult, but yes.

[Though there's an odd note in his voice when he says that.]

[purrtagonist]

[he's picking up on it]

But. . .?

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[...]

He's my entry fee. My feelings about him, that is.

[Yeah.]

[purrtagonist]

[oh]

Shit.

[the curse is hissed between clenched teeth, as Akira immediately feels something boiling in his stomach. something hot and fiery and acidic, and oh-so angry]

I'm sorry.

[entry fees suck. he remembers what his was like, during the first Game in which he participated. the loss of family. the loss of a place to belong. it had sent him reeling without purchase, like a ship lost at sea with no anchor]

[but it's even worse here, isn't it? since entry fees were taken without informing the Players of what they were. that makes it even shittier than usual]

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It's all right.

[...]

In a way, it's my advantage. [It hasn't been pleasant, fighting through this Game absent his main reason to live, but—] ... What's keeping me going now are my partner, spite, and...

[Well.]

To be frank, I might not even deserve a second chance. I wasted my first. And, on top of that, I wasn't a particularly good person while alive. But that's why I'm moving forward now—because as long as there's life, there's the opportunity to do better.

If that's all I have, I won't let this Game take it from me.

[So he'll fight with everything he has, and he won't let this Game turn him into someone he doesn't want to be. If it ever does, then at that point, he'll have lost everything.]

[purrtagonist]

[heh. that resolve? he admires that resolve]

And this Game-- no mater how bad it is-- can't take from you what you refuse to give.

[and this sort of determination and growth. . . isn't that what the Game is supposed to be about?]

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... Yeah. I've seen enough people who used their grief as an excuse to lash out—I refuse to follow in their footsteps. In this Game, or back home.

[purrtagonist]

[. . .]

Yeah.

[Setz accidentally hit on something pretty personal to Akira here, actually. not that he knows it. but it's okay; he's quick to explain]

I've seen people like that, too. One of them was actually the person who killed me.

[wry]

[subordinacy]

... Can I ask about that? You told me about it before, but that was back when...

[He didn't realize Akira was a Reaper, in which case everything he said about going back to protect his friends no longer quite makes sense.]

[purrtagonist]

[oh]

[. . .]

I was actually being pretty truthful about what I said to you before. I do want to go back them. It's just. . . ah, well. They aren't in the same amount of active danger as I implied.

[soooo the context was. . . a bit off. a bit different]

I really was killed by a traitor the first time. [his hand rises, fingers brushing against his forehead] The only difference is that afterwards, I woke up in the UG of my Tokyo, to participate in another one of these Games.

I won, and managed to go back home to fix what I had done wrong. But just because I did that doesn't mean I don't want to return to my team now.

[his battle with Goro Akechi might be over, but his thieves are still his thieves. and he will always want to return home to protect them, even if they're no longer in active danger]

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... Of course. They're your friends, after all.

[And another time, had his fee not been taken, he would've been able to empathize. Still, he hopes dearly for Akira's sake that he'll be able to do just that.]

[purrtagonist]

[while Akira hopes for the day Setz's feelings about Lark and his friends are returned to him, so he can return home both a better person and completely whole. just as Players who win the Game should be]

You know-- [he hums, light and almost playful] I never told you this.

But we're a band of thieves, you know? Phantom thieves. We steal the hearts of the corrupt and the wicked.

[subordinacy]

[too bad lark freaking ditches him either way]

... Come again?

[purrtagonist]

[STOP BEING A DICK, LARK]

It's. . . complicated.

[boy, is it. but they have time]

But in my world, there used to exist a parallel world called the Metaverse that was formed from human cognition. My team and I could travel back and forth between the real world and the cognitive world at will.

[subordinacy]

... A little like the UG and RG, then?

[purrtagonist]

Kind of, but not quite. You don't have to be dead to access the Metaverse.

[but it is a similar concept, so good job, Setz]

[subordinacy]

So, how could you access it, then?

[purrtagonist]

Through an app on my phone. So long as we had the right coordinates, we could access the Metaverse at any time.

Do you remember what Max said about Noise? How they feed off of negative emotions?

[subordinacy]

Yes...?

[purrtagonist]

In the Metaverse, there's something similar. They're called Shadows, and they take on the appearance of characters from well-known myths and history. They represented humanity's negative thoughts, feelings and emotions. Their distorted desires and everything that goes into them.

It's pretty dangerous to wander around the Metaverse unarmed because of their existence.

[subordinacy]

... I assume, then, that you weren't unarmed?

[purrtagonist]

No. Of course not.

[he taps his temple]

The power of Persona. That's what kept us alive in that world.

[subordinacy]

... And that's...?