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When Jonte and Keela had finished eating, spending the rest of the meal in silence, they exited the coffee shop.

"So," Keela asked, managing to regain her smile. "What do you lot do for fun around here? How you gonna spend the Spring Festival?"

Jonte smiled at her. "Well, I'm planning to visit the music stall at some point, see if there's anything of interest," he admitted. "But for now we could just walk around town, check around the other stalls. Whatever takes your fancy."

Keela clapped her hands together like a little child. "That sounds great to me," she said. She linked arms with her brother, and the two of them started walking through the town. As they walked, Keela noted a man sitting by himself, sketching something out on a pad. She looked interested and, without warning, she unlinked arms with her brother and skipped over to the stranger. "What'cha doing?" she asked.

Jonte frowned, a little bothered that his little sister would just randomly approach a stranger.
Lionheart said
They actually will not happen at roughly the same time, in fact there'll be an order that I've yet to determine.

As for how the encounters play out, that's entirely up to you. You'll control your shadow and your character, as no matter how well it's described to me it's not mine. As such I don't think I'd do it justice. In anycase the shadow encounter is your chance to develop your character and I wouldn't ever dream of taking that away. How the fight starts is really up to you.

How will you fight them? Well you'll just have to wait and see. Suffice it to say I really do encourage you all to think about your evolved Personas.


Wait, so does that mean we'll already have our Personas by the the time we face our Shadows? It's not like in Persona 4 where our Shadows transform into our Personas after we defeat them?
I'll work on my post tomorrow. Too tired at the moment and too busy.
I'll start working on a post when I finish my supper.
Pfft, ended up finishing my CS tonight XP It's all finished now. Woot!
EDIT: Character sheet is now finished.

Name: Laura Scott

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Birthday/Birthplace/Nationality: Born in London, England, 23rd May. Moved to Hirameki, aged 12.
Clubs/Extracurricular activities: Volleyball

Occupation: Student

Weapon: Baseball Bat
Appearance: Laura is six foot tall, very scrawny and pale, with thin gangly arms and legs that are lacking in muscle. This is contracted by a very rounded, full face and a pronounced lower jaw. She has feathery short brown hair, not reaching her shoulders, and often wears a headband as her long, spiky fringe has a habit of falling in front of her face. She has greyish-blue eyes and a large splattering of orange freckles above her nose. She doesn't care much for her appearance, usually wearing shorts, old trainers, an old t-shirt and some kind of hoodie or jacket if it's cold.

Personality: Laura is an anxious person, very nervous and twitchy, and unable to sit still for long amounts of time. When talking to others, expect nervous laughter or smiles often, as she finds it difficult to be comfortable around people. She'll often hang around with large groups of people, people who she is acquainted with but not really friends as she finds it difficult to get close to others. She's had bad experiences in the past with friends who have accused her of being too dependent or clingy, so she's tried to break away from that and tries to seem more aloof, independent and will sometimes spend time alone so others don't get the impression she is too needy. The truth is, though, she hates being alone as it offers her no distraction from her anxieties. She worries about everyone, tiny little things that will set her off and make her upset. The only thing that distracts her are her passions, which she can sometimes get so involved in she loses track of time.

Backstory: Laura's parents are divorced. They separated when Laura was still living in London, when she was only 9. She lived with her mother, though she worked late at night so Laura found herself under the care of her aunt a lot of time. When Laura was 11, her mother met a new man, a Japanese man, on a business trip. The two of them got along quite well and, within a year, they decided to get married. Laura was uncertain, but went along with it as she knew it made her mum happy. They ended up moving to her stepfather's home in Hirameki not long after. Laura was sad to be leaving her home and her friends behind, and has found it difficult to trust her new stepfather. However, they tolerate each other and Laura has settled into life at Hirameki, albeit slightly begrudgingly.

Likes: Waffles, the smell of rain, volleyball, autumn, the colour orange, comic books, folk music, horror movies (despite the fact she's easily scared), vanilla ice cream

Dislikes: The dark, being alone, hot summer days, spiders, metal music, loud noises, mint
Persona: Titania

Arcana: Lovers

Skills:
Dia - Heals one party member
Garu - Inflicts Wind type damage on one foe
Rakunda - Lowers one enemy's defense for three turns

Strengths/Weaknesses: Resists Ice and Wind. Weak against Electricity.
Pathfinder said
I've just kinda painted myself in a corner without anything to do unless someone comes and interacts with Owen.


I might have Keela and Jonte go talk to him. He seems like a nice enough guy that Jonte might try to say hello to him.
Err, is it me who everyone is waiting for to post? ^^;
Jonte and Keela got themselves sat down in the coffee shops, each with a warm cup of coffee and a sandwich. Keela predictably has gone for cheese and was already nibbling away at one corner, her nose twitching in a manner that reminded Jonte of a squirrel.

Jonte took a sip of his coffee casually before leaning back in his chair. "So," he said. "What brings you down here? Not like you to visit me unannounced."

Keela smiled over her sandwich but took her time chewing, possibly to purposively make him wait for an answer. After a loud swallow, she smiled softly as him. "Mother told me you weren't coming home for the Spring Festival," she said. Jonte's smile faltered and she averted his eyes from her for a moment, instead glancing around the coffee shop, barely hiding a guilty expression. "So I thought I'd come and spend the festival with you," Keela said. "We are family, after all."

"You didn't have to."

Keela shook her head. "I wanted to," she said hastily. "Jonte, I miss you! Mother misses you, Turlough misses you. Heck, I think even in their own ways, Father and Garret miss you."

"Hmm," was Jonte's only reply and he took a sip from his coffee.

Keela sighed. "This isn't right, I didn't come here to nag you," she said. "I just... wanted to see you."

Jonte still wasn't looking at her, instead staring down into the swirling liquid in his cup. "I'm happy you came," he said after a moment. "I really am. I just wish you had told me first."

"Well, it was kind a spontaneous decision, really," Keela admitted. "Things are... difficult back in the Summer Court."

"Really?" Jonte said, with only faint interest.

Keela nodded. "Politics," she said with a wry smile. "You know."

Jonte looked up at her and returned the smile. "No one really understand politics," he said. He took a sip of his coffee. "Sometimes I think people purposively make politics confusing."

Keela laughed, and Jonte was able to relax once more. "You're right about that," she said.

Jonte leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table. "So, how is everyone?" he asked.

Keela shrugged. "Fine. Mother is holding up okay, though I think she's starting to get upset with Father's constant tantrums. He's been highly strung all Winter, complaining about the cold, arguing that they should strike now. I think he's actually starting to make a nuisance of himself within the court. Turlough himself is doing okay. He's gotten a lot of respect of recent for his efforts."

"Good old Turlough," Jonte said with a sigh. "And Garret?"

Keela sighed deeply. "Don't ask me," she said. "Garret's... cut himself off from the rest of us. He's still participating in the efforts against the Winter Fey, but he's grown distant/ Doesn't even live with us anymore. Won't even speak to me, or Mother. Not even Turlough."

"But Father still talks to him?" Jonte asked.

"Yeah," Keela said. She glanced down at her half-eaten sandwich wistfully. "But I'm starting to worry about him. He's gotten so secretive of recent."

Jonte raised an eyebrow. "He was never an open book, Kee," he said.

"I know, but I can't explain it," Keela said. "He just seems colder than normal."

Jonte frowned. "Maybe... he just needs some space," he said. He reached over a hand and placed it on Keela's shoulder. "It'll be alright."

Keela smiled back, but it didn't reach her eyes.
Guys, I'm really just thinking off letting this go... I haven't heard back from Digi, I have no motivation to even attempt a post... I'm sorry. However, if enough people here still think this is worth starting up, I'll give it a go. Right now, though... urgh XP
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