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WHO: Maya and many individuals
WHERE: All over
WHEN: The month of June
WHAT: Punishment shenanigans, quests, and a catch-all for additional threads?? Closed threads will be added to the post, open prompts will be beneath the cut.
WARNINGS: Talk of nonexistent gruesome injuries, spoilers for both P2 games idk is that a warning!!!!
NOTES: If you'd like to plot anything additional, you can PM me or reach me on plurk at

starswept!

[ That first week of June. ]

[ If you are a teenager or younger, regardless of whether or not this young woman has met you, she's looking incredibly upset the minute she gets a good look at you. This is a prelude to her hurrying over, gaze anxious, as she looks you over and-- ]

This is... definitely going to be a weird question, but are you actually hurt?

[ SHE MIGHT LOOK LIKE SHE'S ABOUT TO CRY. ]

[ Alternatively, she can be spotted making a much slower way around the town. Slower because she's apparently decided to use her necktie as a blindfold, and even Maya isn't about to go sprinting about an area where she can't see.

It won't stop her from bumping into someone, or-- ]

Whoops! Sorry!!

[ A tree. Or the well. Or literally anything else, but she doesn't seem keen to take that blindfold off? Wonder why???? ]

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'Off' is one way to put it.

'Off' is what's been clawing at Kyrie's chest for days now--it's what's settled uncomfortably at the forefront of his mind, and it's what brings him to walk so carelessly to the edge of Ruga, thoughts occupied by whys and hows and what can be dones until a voice calling out to him pulls him from them all at once.

"Miss Maya..." They've really got to stop meeting like this. Quick, think of something to say-- "...Were you heading home for the day?"

No, actually, I was looking for you.

[ as blunt as ever... ]

And you appear! It looks like my luck's finally turning around!

[ Sure. Okay, Maya. That's why you still look tired. ]

"Is that right?" Hm. Suspicious. And terribly inconvenient, since that means she has reason to be looking for him. Under other circumstances, he might offer something wise in response, like 'it seems my own luck has turned as well, if such a beautiful woman has come looking for me', maybe press on in hopes of a reaction, but right now he's just... tired. They can share in that, at least.

He's put it together by now that the town has taken things away from many of the townsfolk as well, but what could Maya's curse be? Surely something unfair, given his own and what little he knows of others'...

"I was just taking a walk through town--" he lies, like a liar, "--so I suppose I can humor you for a moment. What is it that you needed?"

I just wanted to verify something.

[ She's a journalist. If she finds something odd, she's definitely going to look into it with all due diligence and determination (read: nosiness and stubbornness). She still hardly knows these two, but when has that ever stopped Maya, anyway?

So she forges on ahead, brows furrowed. ]

Did Caramia actually forget who you are?

Oof. Hearing it aloud like that... It's funny how dealing with something painful becomes that much harder when someone else brings it up. He might keep himself from flinching, but even the best poker face can't hide the way he pauses before he answers, just as no amount of lies can hide something so plainly obvious.

So, after a soft laugh with absolutely no humor to it, he responds with a careless, "Yes," and turns to look back towards Ruga as if to look towards Caramia himself. "It seems he has."

He doesn't sound particularly bothered by this! Everything about him conveys only a calm acceptance, not even a waver in his voice that would suggest it's eating away at him as it is.

"He's not very discreet about it, is he?"

[ It occurs to her, not for the first time, that Kyrie might be entirely too used to hiding things. Smoothing them down behind a fine veneer of composure and indifference.

Tatsuya had hidden his own things stoically, cutting himself off from everyone by demanding to be left alone. And Maya had hidden anything troubling behind her smile and simply nodded and went along with claims that she was entirely too positive about everything.

But maybe it's because of that, or her journalist senses, that it's hard to miss his hesitation. Which means even when he's entirely calm as he speaks, she already knows he's not okay. ]

No, he doesn't really have that talent of yours.

[ Well, she can admit it. ]

You haven't talked to him about it either, have you?

"...As much as I was able."

Although... maybe 'talked' isn't the proper term to use. It was more one-sided than anything, wasn't it...? He's never been particularly good with the whole 'sudden and heart-wrenching reveal' thing. He learned from the first time that his best bet is to get himself away to think, lest he damage things ever further.

So... maybe they hadn't talked properly, but it's not as if he hadn't brought up the fact to Caramia. And, based on his own experience...

"I'm quite sure this isn't something that just talking can solve."

Probably not... regardless of what you could say to him, there's a chance he'll either think you're crazy, or believe you but feel incredibly guilty over it.

But either way, this isn't fair to you. I'm sorry, Kyrie.

[ remembering, but being forgotten--

Yeah. She knows what that's like, on both ends. ]

This marks the second time someone has told him something he's gone through wasn't fair?? These damn Personas and their understanding nature.

But Kyrie only shakes his head with another humorless laugh. He'd take the guilt... and how selfish does that make him, really, to wish that on anyone?

"More often it's the former, I've found." With no explanation given as to how he's found this, either. "...I appreciate your concern, but I'm sure I'll be just fine. I'm perfectly capable on my own, after all--if anything, he's the one who ought to feel at a loss."

There might be a sense that he's missing something important, but...

Well, until you're feeling better, I'll keep you company.

[ He just said he was capable on his own, Maya. But alas, this comes with the territory of being a Persona protag. ]

......Huh?

His expression shifts to one of confusion after a beat of silence. Is she just... stupid?

"...As I said, I'm fine. I don't need any company to improve my mood, so you needn't concern yourself."

Shoo, now... leave the depressed man be......

Oh, I'm not concerned. This is just something I'd like to do, as a friend.

[ And he's not fine. She's been around enough people acting fine (herself included) to have caught that momentary lapse of him. So congrats, Kyrie. You have a tagalong. ]

...Alright, so she's stupid. Or at least considerably dense. Noted.

But more importantly--

"I don't particularly care to have friends." Edgy. He doesn't make any move to begin walking, instead just eyeing her curiously. "Do you mean to say you have nothing better to do than pester me?"

Calling it pestering is rude, you know.

[ though she says it with a smile. ]

But something along those lines. I happen to enjoy talking to you.

"Would you prefer I be more roundabout?"

That is to say, it'll still be pestering even if he calls it something else. Not that he minds the pestering really! It's just a matter of principle.

Plus, he's... sort of used to being alone during this sort of thing? How's he supposed to mope and overthink when he's got someone with him?? Geez...

"You're a strange girl... But, I guess I should be flattered." Not that he really sounds flattered, but hey, he should be.

You don't have to be any particular way.

[ for the record. ]

I mean, you're more than welcome to be annoyed by it, but-- well! I'm great at distractions so for the time being, you'll just have to endure it.

[ Until Caramia recovers from... himself. ]

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