[center][h1][color=ed145b]Joker[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][h2][color=fff200]Yongen-Jaya, Tokyo[/color][/h2][/center]

[i]It had been a long day for Akira, he and the rest of the Phantom Thieves had brought down Maderame's Shadow, securing the Palace's treasure. 

He was walking back to Leblanc, tired as all hell, Morgana sleeping in his schoolbag as he walked. He was proud of what they had done, the first real big shot that they had changed the heart of, if they did it right. 

He looked up at the twilight sky, hopefully, Sojiro wouldn't mind him coming back late again tonight... Then a strange feeling tugged at the back of his mind, it wasn't Arsene trying to tell him something, his Persona usually didn't do anything outside of the Metaverse. He followed the feeling, leading him to the alleyway behind the Leblanc, the familiar smell of rich java and curry hanging in the air around him. 

The air cracked open in front of him, a flash of light enveloping the confused schoolboy, leaving the schoolbag on the ground, waking the cat/not-a-cat inside. Morgana poked his head out, a bit annoyed.[/i]

[color=39b54a]"Ow... Akira! How dare you drop- wait, Akira? Where are you?"[/color]

[i]The question went unanswered, as the alleyway was left silent as the sky went dark and the streetlights sparked to life, shedding their harsh light onto the quiet streets of Yongen-Jaya.[/i]

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[center][h2][color=f7941d]Squalid Church, Unknown[/color][/h2][/center]

[i]Joker tried to shield his eyes from the blinding light of day with his crimson-gloved hands. Wasn't it just evening? He looked around him, obviously, this wasn't the urban city he was in mere seconds ago, yet there wasn't the usual dull headache from distorted desires here that suggested that he wasn't in the Metaverse... He hadn't used the Meta-Nav accidentally again... right?

He looked down at himself, realizing that he was in his Joker garb. What was going on here exactly? He put his hand to his head as if the sheer confusion and suddenness of... whatever this was, was giving him a headache.[/i]

[color=ed1c24]"Morgana? Are you here too?"[/color]
[i]His muttered question goes unanswered, as he looks upon the unfamiliar faces around him, considering his next move carefully. Are these people Shadows? No... They can't be, he can't sense them. He put his left forefinger on his mask, prepared to summon Arsene should the need arise...[/i]