[ ...well. This was certainly not what he expected waking up. It definitely wasn't as comfortable as Aigis' lap and she's made of metal. But he supposed crystals weren't too far off. Just really pointy in some places. He laid there for a few more moments, testing arms and legs that were extremely lethargic only what felt like a moment prior. The intense fatigue wasn't felt, although he did feel tired still. It just wasn't as severe as it was before he fell asleep.
Finally, Makoto made the effort to sit up. His Gekkoukan attire was a little roughed up but otherwise he was unharmed, his Evoker (surprisingly) was at his side. That was new. Alrigght --]
Time to get up, I guess.
[ Wake up and get out there. whoops wrong Persona game ]
There and Back Again
[ Hands in his pockets and music faintly blasting through his earphones, Makoto stared a bit in disbelief at the empty before him. So he just... picks an empty place and viola, it's his? He felt like there was a catch of some kind. He had been moved around enough in his life to know that there usually was. Not that he was naturally distrusting, just that it was a fact of life. Still, with what he had learned, he also couldn't help but figure that taking a leap of faith wouldn't hurt.
There were worse things, after all. And money was easy to come by here. So, Makoto took that step and walked inside. It didn't look like anyone lived here so perhaps this really was an empty space. So, he took the time to place around with some of the settings, changing the colors and designs of the house. Perhaps the impromptu light show caught your eye?
Otherwise, later on, Makoto found himself checking out the Amphoria Pods where he simply sat on top of a school's rooftop. He laid down on one of he stone seats, earphones still over his ears and the spring breeze blowing through the area. Even if he never saw his friends again, the memories were quite precious. He didn't dare program the machine to actually reproduce them. His last memory of them was a bit too heartbreaking to try and recall and, should he be disturbed, Makoto would rather keep it to himself. He reached up to catch a sakura petal blowing in the breeze. ]
...you're all so precious to me.
[ And he hoped they were doing well now. ]
[ OOC: Tentative, but why not. Wildcard is also an option, so feel free! I'm still in the process of loading icons so don't please ignore the lack of as I try to pick 15 lol }
Makoto Yuki | Persona 3
[ ...well. This was certainly not what he expected waking up. It definitely wasn't as comfortable as Aigis' lap and she's made of metal. But he supposed crystals weren't too far off. Just really pointy in some places. He laid there for a few more moments, testing arms and legs that were extremely lethargic only what felt like a moment prior. The intense fatigue wasn't felt, although he did feel tired still. It just wasn't as severe as it was before he fell asleep.
Finally, Makoto made the effort to sit up. His Gekkoukan attire was a little roughed up but otherwise he was unharmed, his Evoker (surprisingly) was at his side. That was new. Alrigght --]
Time to get up, I guess.
[ Wake up and get out there.
whoops wrong Persona game]There and Back Again
[ Hands in his pockets and music faintly blasting through his earphones, Makoto stared a bit in disbelief at the empty before him. So he just... picks an empty place and viola, it's his? He felt like there was a catch of some kind. He had been moved around enough in his life to know that there usually was. Not that he was naturally distrusting, just that it was a fact of life. Still, with what he had learned, he also couldn't help but figure that taking a leap of faith wouldn't hurt.
There were worse things, after all. And money was easy to come by here. So, Makoto took that step and walked inside. It didn't look like anyone lived here so perhaps this really was an empty space. So, he took the time to place around with some of the settings, changing the colors and designs of the house. Perhaps the impromptu light show caught your eye?
Otherwise, later on, Makoto found himself checking out the Amphoria Pods where he simply sat on top of a school's rooftop. He laid down on one of he stone seats, earphones still over his ears and the spring breeze blowing through the area. Even if he never saw his friends again, the memories were quite precious. He didn't dare program the machine to actually reproduce them. His last memory of them was a bit too heartbreaking to try and recall and, should he be disturbed, Makoto would rather keep it to himself. He reached up to catch a sakura petal blowing in the breeze. ]
...you're all so precious to me.
[ And he hoped they were doing well now. ]
[ OOC: Tentative, but why not. Wildcard is also an option, so feel free! I'm still in the process of loading icons so don't please ignore the lack of as I try to pick 15 lol }