(( ooc: what’s old is new again SPOILER WARNINGS have a nice day ))
ARRIVAL
”This is how it should be.”
Which doesn’t mean he didn’t have regrets. Fuck. Just because saving a life was pretty much the best case scenario - especially compared to a long, drawn-out painful death from all those goddamn pills - didn’t mean dying didn’t suck. It still hurt. It still meant leaving people behind. People who seemed to give a shit about him despite his best efforts.
It still meant breaking a promise. Which - damn that kid - he was resigned to doing anyway, but he’d gotten a stupid, false sense of hope that maybe he could hang onto life for long enough to graduate. God that would’ve been even more painful but …
So. The talking fox (what) asked if he wanted to help others somewhere else, and …
“Fine.”
OPTION A: FRIENDNAPPED
Perhaps, Shinjiro considered, he shouldn’t rule out some kind of weird dying fever-dream. First the talking fox. After that? Getting ears and a tail like he’s some kind of stray mutt. Then breathing underwater and very friendly sharks. They were actually kinda cute. He’s not admitting that to anyone.
Best of all, though - swimming with them meant Castor was suddenly, mercifully, silent. He’s not even mad he’s been bitten. He feels (dog ears aside) mercifully normal for the first time in ages. Of course he’s going to pat some of these guys on the head, was this their doing?
If this is what the talking fox was after when she said second chances - it’s a dream come true. Good riddance to Castor, he hoped this lasted forever. Whoever might come by to rescue yet another person nabbed by sharks would get a pretty puzzled look.
“What? They ain’t that bad.”
OPTION B: NETFOX AND CHILL
Given Shinjiro’s relative arrival, just about anyone he’s going to be thrown into a movie night with is going to be a stranger. Said stranger is going to get a pretty flat, frosty look - before Shinjiro huffed a sigh and shrugged his shoulders. “I’m gonna guess you were just - whisked away here too. ‘S not your fault.”
And, honestly, a movie opening with a trio of young kids laughing and playing together wasn’t really that weird. It did make Shinjiro roll his eyes, ignoring the fact one of them was trying to (badly) hide a kitten in his jacket. It’s a really cute kitten. Shinjiro looked at his companion instead.
“Don’t suppose you’ve got a way to teleport us outta here?” Shinjiro asked gruffly.
Shinjiro Aragaki | Persona 3 Reload | Familiar (?)
ARRIVAL
”This is how it should be.”
Which doesn’t mean he didn’t have regrets. Fuck. Just because saving a life was pretty much the best case scenario - especially compared to a long, drawn-out painful death from all those goddamn pills - didn’t mean dying didn’t suck. It still hurt. It still meant leaving people behind. People who seemed to give a shit about him despite his best efforts.
It still meant breaking a promise. Which - damn that kid - he was resigned to doing anyway, but he’d gotten a stupid, false sense of hope that maybe he could hang onto life for long enough to graduate. God that would’ve been even more painful but …
So. The talking fox (what) asked if he wanted to help others somewhere else, and …
“Fine.”
OPTION A: FRIENDNAPPED
Perhaps, Shinjiro considered, he shouldn’t rule out some kind of weird dying fever-dream. First the talking fox. After that? Getting ears and a tail like he’s some kind of stray mutt. Then breathing underwater and very friendly sharks. They were actually kinda cute. He’s not admitting that to anyone.
Best of all, though - swimming with them meant Castor was suddenly, mercifully, silent. He’s not even mad he’s been bitten. He feels (dog ears aside) mercifully normal for the first time in ages. Of course he’s going to pat some of these guys on the head, was this their doing?
If this is what the talking fox was after when she said second chances - it’s a dream come true. Good riddance to Castor, he hoped this lasted forever. Whoever might come by to rescue yet another person nabbed by sharks would get a pretty puzzled look.
“What? They ain’t that bad.”
OPTION B: NETFOX AND CHILL
Given Shinjiro’s relative arrival, just about anyone he’s going to be thrown into a movie night with is going to be a stranger. Said stranger is going to get a pretty flat, frosty look - before Shinjiro huffed a sigh and shrugged his shoulders. “I’m gonna guess you were just - whisked away here too. ‘S not your fault.”
And, honestly, a movie opening with a trio of young kids laughing and playing together wasn’t really that weird. It did make Shinjiro roll his eyes, ignoring the fact one of them was trying to (badly) hide a kitten in his jacket. It’s a really cute kitten. Shinjiro looked at his companion instead.
“Don’t suppose you’ve got a way to teleport us outta here?” Shinjiro asked gruffly.