[He neatly passed off the pencil. The names were mostly foreign to him, but two of them rang a bell. He needed to keep his eyes peeled for when those names come up, so he knew what to be ready for. Looked like he needed to fight without his Persona... pfft. Like he didn't wreck a biker gang on his own, right? Then again, these bikers weren't potentially hopped up on funky space drugs.
But he squinted a bit. Drinks Moon Cycle? Drinks... for moon cycles, maybe?
He looked up. The glasses many of them drank all around them. Another round of cheers erupted as someone chugged down a bright red drink and hiccuped a gout of flame. Naoto's was blue. He'd finished something purple. Hadn't they just shaken off the effects of the dragon flower tea?
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[He neatly passed off the pencil. The names were mostly foreign to him, but two of them rang a bell. He needed to keep his eyes peeled for when those names come up, so he knew what to be ready for. Looked like he needed to fight without his Persona... pfft. Like he didn't wreck a biker gang on his own, right? Then again, these bikers weren't potentially hopped up on funky space drugs.
But he squinted a bit. Drinks Moon Cycle? Drinks... for moon cycles, maybe?
He looked up. The glasses many of them drank all around them. Another round of cheers erupted as someone chugged down a bright red drink and hiccuped a gout of flame. Naoto's was blue. He'd finished something purple. Hadn't they just shaken off the effects of the dragon flower tea?
Kanji gulped.
Fuck. I drank a purple one.]