Savo

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Alexander Furst

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"Art, velvet, acting, art, archery, butterflies..."

Ugh, what was with these thoughts and these dreams? Grinding his teeth, Alex held a hand up to his forehead, appearing as if he wanted to scrap someones head across the pavement. It was like this for a while, but they just became amplified, even more so today with them just invading his thoughts to the point of drowning out his main objective! But still... he was too focused on the facets that constantly persisted to be alerted that shrine maiden.

It was only when hearing someones voice did he snap from his trance of underlying irritation and thoughts swamped with dreams of masks and velvet. Turning his head up, he saw an upper-classmate holler out to... wait, when did that shrine maiden get here?!

Alex was a bit stunned to see... uhm, what's her face? Alex swore he heard her name before as he was certain she was a regular at Sacred Grounds. While it did allow him to center his thoughts and diminish the ones over the sounds of velvet, he did eye them both with utmost suspicion as his eyes appeared to be nearly squeezed shut. As ridiculous as he looked with his mouth forming into a closed frown, Alex did mnage to catch her gaze for a fleeting moment as she responded back.

... huh? Was Alex doing something wrong? She just called him by his first name... somewhat. He shifted gears to pick up the pace to catch up to move into synchronization with the blonde. Was he tricked as an elaborate hoax for all these few years here? Alex always thought the Japanese were on a last name basis, never first? These jumbled up thoughts had to be set straight... though he was unsure? Would she lie to him or tell the truth and demand some offerings to be bequeathed to the shrine she served at as compensation?

What did he know about the shrine maiden other than that she received coffee at a particular place?

"It's Alexander," Alex spat out coldly as he refused to make eye contact with either of the other two, thought his lip... he stared at the ground, eyes intensely burrowing into the concrete. What was he... ah yes, there it was! Now he got her name!

"Maito-san?" Alex finished his statement as he continuously averted all eye contact with the older lady, lest he would receive venom if her name was incorrect. Trudging along, he just kept to himself, but not long before the musings of velvet and myriads of other peculiar instances began overwhelming him. Seriously, what was up with this?! He was going to get a splitting headache if this continued...

"So, what are you two here for," Alex spoke again, hissing through the slits of his teeth like a lizard. This would probably get his head off of velvet for now...

... and he just thought of it again; why did this have to begin picking up out of all days?

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@Kafka Komedy There's also skills like Snap, but yeah, there'll be some legal issues that'll have to be worked around.

@Crimmy

Totally not at all having some gun skills for Alexander, totally.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

Alexander Furst

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It was another day; pushing his chin upwards with the palm of his hand, Alex let out a satisfied grunt as cracked his neck, sitting at his desk. He barely managed to stifle a yawn as he stared at the time. 5:33; would be soon until he continued his mundane, but daily routine each week. It was boring, but he had grown a little too accustomed to the repetitiveness as he scribbled furiously onto a piece of paper... and then went back to his notebook.

... aaaaaand done! With much time to spare as well! The work for this week was finished, now all he needed was to study and finish that fanfic! Cracking a smile, he extended his arms upward as his fingers let out a reverberating snap. Eyeing the list of clubs on a pinned up sheet on the wall, there were myriads of black and blue x's and lines dashed through most of the list.

Pursing his lips into a frown, the boy launched himself out of bed before diving into his closet. There was a repetitiveness in clothes as there were only four sets - his casual duds, his gakuran's, running clothes, and of course his work uniform. Snatching some running gear, he proceeded to strip down his thick trousers, and swiftly put them on, whistling some nonsensical tune.

Glancing at the time, it was 5:45, so he was ahead of schedule to say the least as he quietly exited his own personal room. The sounds of snoring pierced his ears. Ugh, he was lucky his bedroom was nearly soundproof, otherwise his mom would of kept him up all night. Glancing down the hallway at the slightly opened door, he went in the opposite direction, leisurely heading down the stairs as he glanced over at a few of the stacked up dishes. Twirling a house key, he wasted no time in bolting out the front door and into the soft breeze of the early morn.

Breaking into a light jog, Alex slowly sped up as time went on. Passing by a couple of teens around his age, he overheard the girl mentioning to her friend about something from yesterday... that event. It was a bit peculiar as his mouth morphed into a stiff line, slightly curving at the edges as he kept his focus forward.

"I know this place is ridiculous, but frickin' haunted bots?" He broke from the set point, swerving around the curb as he shook his head. There were a couple of things that he picked up on from other people when heading home after another unsuccessful club hunt. There's not a snowballs chance in hell that it was true... probably some sort of freak accident.

"If there was an Occultist Club or something, bet they would be all over that like bees to honey," he thought, panting a little as he kept up his routine, passing by a couple of other bystanders and salary-men. Eventually, the boy decided it was enough and pushed all of his strength into heading home, progressing into a maddened sprint as he rounded each corner before finding himself at the entrance of his home.

Pushing in, he found the snoring had stopped and that a usual note was lying on the counter. Glancing to the fridge and other places, he shrugged before taking out some leftover fish and vegetables from the prior night and dumped them onto a plate. Gently sliding it into the microwave, he mashed the buttons to heat up the meal before darting upstairs. Once up and about, he pivoted into his room and procured a school uniform before steadily heading into the bathroom.

It wasn't even five minutes before he already was out, half-dressed carrying a part of his uniform, as well as a red necktie and bandana. Setting them up on the bed, he stuffed a few miscellaneous items into a duffel bag - work clothes, some notebooks, the works. His head creaked as he let out a soft sigh - the only sound that invaded the air of this dull house. As Alex put on his white shirt, he stared in front of the mirror while fastening a red tie and armband. Putting a hand on his hip, he smirked before donning the final part of his uniform, keeping both colors hidden from plain sight.

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Chugging away at his breakfast, he watched a news reel about the ongoing events transpiring around the city, arranging from how some shop owners were handling employees to a dispute about the former day over the paranormal being a consistent issue in the precedent days. "Guess even people like em' can be superstitious," he mutely muttered through the chaos of fish and vegetables in his mouth. Completely annihilating the meal, he pushed a napkin to his lips as he clicked off the tv.

Taking his time on the dishes, he cleansed the item before drying it off and setting it on a plastic rack, along with the other utensils. Shoving a hand into his pocket, he shifted his baton around as he gingerly hoisted his duffel bag onto his shoulders. Taking one last glance around the vicinity, he popped his baton with his thumb one last time before retrieving his hand from the pocket and departing.

Once more, Alex was greeted by that same friendly breeze from earlier, except with less of a chill. Letting out a breath of air, he marched confidently toward the school, repeating three things on his mind - "Archery, art, acting, archery, art, velvet..."

Just another mundane day.

Persona - Academic Akrasia

@SavoI'm not sure if Kimiko can handle all of them at once, however eager she might be to try.

I'll just let you read into that however you wish. :P

@JBRam2002

I can see why her father is super religious. Maybe some encouragement from all of them will be enough to let her father decide on letting her select her own path...

... and step up to the challenge of handling four "love" interests :P

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I'm so excited to play aaaaaaa. If anyone wants a pre-established relationship with Hina, please let me know! She could easily be a familiar face from working in different places and/or if your character is the type to hire her for the odd job here and there :'D

@Lime Blossoms

I considered having Alex work somewhere like a cafe or some general grocery store... so maybe he came into contact with Shiratori-san :P

Also...

There might be some... other complications though.

@JBRam2002

Oh good, Alex might get to be subjected to those as well... I should probably ship Yuuhei, Chiaki, Ryoma with her as well, considering they seem like three who might mesh with her due to their own personalities... So yeah, possible hell for four characters to go through in my eyes.

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No, actually. She just has a super religious daddy.

@JBRam2002

I thought that was a given.

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<Snipped quote by Savo>

There may have been a fanfic written about that...

Also, if (when) shipping occurs, Kimiko M's story will be... quite interesting. I look forward to going through that with some poor unfortunate soul. Or two. Or more.

@JBRam2002

She's a trap, isn't she.

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Guess you can say he had the hots for her(mit).

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Fair and understandable enough statement and a shame; was hoping to see how things could turn out with him and his seemingly self centered attitude (or was it the style of your posts? Idk).

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So I guess the resident back-up romance option that smooth talks whilst sporting a Hawaiian shirt won't be appearing as a pc.