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[b][color=darkred]Level 1[/color][/b] - (9/10) EXP
[b][color=darkred]Location:[/color][/b] Scrapyard, Bridge
[b][color=darkred]Word Count:[/color][/b] 1,224

[sub][b][color=darkred]Fear[/color][/b][/sub][/center]
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So, they had a new friend now? Minako wasn't sure what to make of the Rabbid's decision-making. Perhaps he was just trying to save his own skin, maybe go along for the ride. Something about these creatures seemed very chaotic though, so she very much doubted he would attack them.
At least for now.
His weapon thing wasn't of much interest to her either. Things that were hard to comprehend could always be better understood at a later date, when less pressing matters were about. As it stood they were still separated from their group, and could consider their scouting almost complete. The fact they had gotten this far and not been jumped meant it was safe for the others to join them, assuming things took a turn for the worst on the open battlefield. But if the Aeon was with them, then they at least had the healer.

[color=darkred]"Come on, we're almost done."[/color] It wasn't an order, and better suited as a gentle nudge to get the group moving. She set the pace for the four to move at, pushing herself in the process, though thankfully the human body was remarkably amazing at conserving stamina. The remainder of the path being clear put Minako's mind at ease, to which she let out an audible sigh of relief, thankful she didn't have to deal with anything on the way. But of course, there was still one last challenge which remained. 

Before they could hop into that boat of pain and more pain, Tora's suggestion of rest got a nod of agreement from Minako. Thankfully this world wasn't like Tartarus, it wasn't going to make you impossibly tired just by being there, but fate hated her for some reason and decided to destroy her physical strength. Though she didn't say anything aloud, she was thankful they had the chance to rest, even if it meant delving into her past. It wouldn't hurt to share details of her own world, and it seemed remarkably dull next to Linkle's.

[color=darkred]"Somehow the words [i]paradise[/i] and [i]Death Mountain[/i] don't feel like they should be in the same sentence."[/color] Her humour was still intact, at least, even if it was dulled considerably to how she used to act. Crimson eyes turned skyward for guidance to answer Tora's question, though it was surprisingly hard to get across how it really felt. If Linkle's was some kind of magical realm filled with wonder and fantasy, then describing a metropolitan area as 'normal' would be difficult. Maybe it would be best to hype it up as something otherworldly? It wouldn't be lying. 
[color=darkred]"I came from a country called 'Japan', on a planet called 'Earth'. Technology is very advanced, compared to your world, and people like that man in the suit are commonplace. I think we're a thousand years apart or two, but it depends on how closely your world can relate to my own's history. A hundred years ago there were two World Wars, wars that brought in such great armies and terrible weapons that, for the most part, nobody wants to have a third. Because of this, as well as the high numbers of people and inventions that allow people to talk to one-another across oceans instantly, peace has settled comfortably on most of the world."[/color]

There was a temporary silence as she gathered her thoughts on her own country, as well as her experiences in the world. [color=darkred]"Japan is... very densely populated. Take the amount of people in your village, times it by several thousand, and it still won't reach anywhere near the most populated city centres. Because of this, we had to build up. Our buildings are tall, made of hard metals and concrete, and can fit many, many people inside. I lived in a place called Iwatodai, a port city with lots of tall buildings and lots of people. It was nice though, especially the view of the ocean at sunset, which would coat everything in sight in a beautiful golden colour. At night, however, a strange event happens between 12pm and 1am, in which the sky turns green, people turn into coffins, and a giant labyrinth towering above all else erupts from the ground. We call it the Dark Hour, and it's really hard to explain, but basically it's a cursed time of the night where monsters come out to feed on the apathetic nature of humanity. A group of friends of mine helped me defeat the Dark Hour, so now people don't have to worry about disappearing in the night, but I was taken by the light soon after. I just hope all that hard work was worth it."[/color]

As Minako came to realise she had been talking much too long, the redhead cleared her throat and let Tora speak. She listened attentively to make up for her speaking so long. [color=darkred]"Sounds like it was pretty fun. Maybe if this collection of worlds really has everything, I can see some of these giant titans you're talking about."[/color] With everyone gaining a bit of an understanding on where they all came from, it gave them a bit more insight into each-other's history. Normally this would mean a social link level up, but in this strange world melding realities together, social links didn't exist, at least not yet. Maybe once she had her Persona...
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Sliding into cover to avoid being shot at, Minako eyed the situation carefully. Seeing those turrets made her shudder, especially as they began blaring rounds at a rapid pace, but her heart was... mostly steady. She couldn't see any revolvers, so there was that. A rabbid group was being torn to shreds nearby, but hey, it wasn't their group. At least, not until Tora decided to poke his head out and get shot at...

[color=darkred]"Jesus!"[/color] Through clenched teeth she kept low, though no bullets whirled over her head directly. Despite this, the cracking of air pressure was giving her a heart attack, so it wasn't all great. While the noppon was confident he could take a few hits, something told Minako that even the toughest she knew would be ruined by that level of firepower, so he was right to be terrified. She could only hope his shield would protect him from some of the damage - if the Aeon couldn't get to them in time to heal them, then she could always use her Soma. A waste of a Soma, but in this world, it may be worth it.

Yet the likelihood of using it rose by several times as Linkle ran out of cover, almost getting a shout out of Minako to get her to stop, but it was too late. While she didn't doubt Linkle's ability, running in front of an active minigun was tantamount to suicide! It made sense considering she didn't know just what a gun could do, but if Minako didn't act fast things would go to Hell at a breakneck pace. She had to do [i]something![/i]
Yet the sounds of gunfire overhead pressured Minako into stillness. Her legs begged her to push forward, but fear mandated this fight, and fear of death, not for herself but for those around her, left her unable to act. No matter how hard she tried, Minako was frozen by fear, the very same fear that gave her so much strength to begin with...