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[pishirogane]

[Prompts here]

Roulette

[foolishjustice]

[Akechi had also come prepared to blend with the rich crowd, and is hanging near the buffet when Naoto approaches. Unlike their last meeting, he's feeling much more prepared to speak to someone he respects right now, and greets her with a polite nod of the head.]

Good evening. Would you like some recommendations on the buffet?

[pishirogane]

[Brown eyes glancing towards Akechi, 'Yamamoto' pushes her glasses back up, crossing her arms beneath her chest.]

Sure, why not?

[Being less informal? This is weird...]

[foolishjustice]

Are there any kinds of foods you're especially fond of, or averse to?

[pishirogane]

I prefer seafood and I'd rather avoid anything greasy.

[foolishjustice]

Good taste. I've found the shrimp tartlets especially appealing.

[He leans forward to put some on a plate, angled so that his head is near hers.]

They aren't being very subtle about who to watch during the tournament.

[pishirogane]

Then I'll have to try some...

[Oh look at that, already serving her a few. Glancing his way, she hums.]

Not at all. We should give them a little benefit and assume it's intentional.

[foolishjustice]

It's an advertisement. We can assume there are prospective buyers here.

[He stands up and offers her the plate.]

By the way, I didn't catch your name. Miss...?

[pishirogane]

A demonstration... and an example given we can sign up and join the tournament.

[Which she's not and accepts the plate.]

Yamamoto... And you are?

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[topgun_textiles]

[It was all about subtlety: Ask questions, get answers, pick up the crumbs and follow them. But as Takeshi settled into a seat, lounged and polished off the last of a very purple drink. He let it sit on his tongue as he took the time to settle as if it were just another job.

Then, slouching with his elbows on his knees, he kept his tinted gaze on the party rather than the boss.]

All clammed up, Yamamoto... -sama. Nobody's sellin', neither.

[He drummed his fingertips over the highball glass.]

Everybody's all-in on the tournament comin' up.

[pishirogane]

[She was still working on her own very bright blue beverage, but gradually getting slower consuming it. It was cold, but it felt colder. That couldn't be right, but she was trying her best not to shiver.]

I doubt they would sell on such an open floor. Likely, there's a code for access to a private audience elsewhere for any exchanges to occur.

[It would be too brazen.]

... Have you noticed one of the tournament fighter's odds haven't changed?

[topgun_textiles]

[He wasn't sure if she'd been shivering, and chalked it up to discomfort from all the lights and noise. He couldn't deny the discomfort himself- a few people had been stopping to stare at him a while, but a quick glare usually sent them packing.

His eyebrows lifted.]

The tournament...? Yeah. Some dude with a 'B' name. I brought it up to a couple others and they looked at me like I was dumb for not knowin' 'im. He's a celebrity around here, I guess.

[pishirogane]

Barbarus... He's won a few of these tournaments. Actually, it would be more accurate to say he has yet to lose.

[Another sip, another shiver.. and it was becoming harder to manage. At least, her hands were shaking. She did notice some people were looking their way, but why?]

[topgun_textiles]

Whatcha thinkin', fixed matches? Tournament favorite?

[He blinked and raised a hand over her head, feeling for an air conditioner of some kind. When he felt no breeze, he lowered his voice.]

...You okay? My coat's thicker...

[pishirogane]

... Fixed matches, I think. Even the tournament favorite should have their odds adjusted in the face of more competition.

[Peering at him from the corner of her eye, she did her best not to blush. Geez, he noticed.]

No need. I actually don't know how much your coat would help.

[But looking back at the table, the colors... are finally beginning to click.]

[topgun_textiles]

[He frowned, curious. They snuggled under blankets a lot- why would his coat not help?

But after a quick peer around he scooted in closer, and pulled a small memo pad from his coat pocket along with a pencil. He flipped it open and huddled in closer, as if ready to confide in a little gambling.]

Hmph... so we should find out how much to put down n' see if we can't come out that much richer, eh...?

[Meanwhile, he wrote: Bets bets bets let me know if Chroma helps with the chills bets bets bets Barberisk Barbarossa Babalooskie]

Maybe I should sign up, see what all the hype's about. Maybe win some cash, yeah? We could use a new car to celebrate the season.

[pishirogane]

[She's glad with the cover, placing a hand on her chin to consider the offer while ignoring her shaking hand still holding her glass. Already just being within closer proximity helps and she nodded.]

A car? I was thinking a new airbike...

[She made a motion for the pencil, borrowing it to added several names, but then 'Drinks', 'Moon', and 'Cycle' between some people she was noting might be tough contenders as well...]

this isn't even his final form

[foolaround]

These guys really know how to make you feel welcome...

[ minako had done some basics for disguise. let her hair down from its usual ponytail and given it a blowout, stowed her headphones in a clutch bag along with other necessities, put on some tinted glasses that had vanished over the course of the night--

but none of that really matters now. "luna kadokawa" has grabbed...a pool cue? and hikes up the bottom of her cocktail dress, retrieving her evoker from where it's strapped to her thigh. to her temple, and with the same sound of a bang and shattering glass as mitsuru or any of her other teammates' summonings: ]

Descend, Metatron! [ she feels a protective shield wrap around herself invisibly, as a towering metal angel manifests between her and naoto and the big ugly fucker flying around up there. a glow-laced bullet harmlessly bounces off of her, and with a look to the woman next to her-- ]

Are you all right?

[pishirogane]

[Well, she might have an idea where those shades were... Incidents in the main casino aside.]

[Naoto managed to her her hands on one of their guns at least, but her eyes widened when Minako pulled out her evoker. She was a member of SEES? The Shadow Ops? She knew she didn't know all the members, but in the same breath, summoning here? So openly?]

I'm fine, but time and place openly summoning your Persona. [Looking down her sight, she'll take out the shooter. They already had a large enough issue to deal with.]

[foolaround]

[ minako gives naoto a double-take at the recognition, before shrugging. ]

We've been made, I don't think it matters now-- Metatron just has defensive skills, he'll cover us but I need a better weapon!

[pishirogane]

Do you know how to fire an actual gun?

[They only have a few seconds before Barbarus decides to come at them himself.]

[foolaround]

Iiiiii can figure it out!? [ she's trying to sound confident but honestly having to handle an evoker and a gun at the same time sounds like a worrying prospect, all else aside. LEAVE IT TO HER...??? ]

[pishirogane]

[... Ugh, she doesn't have any other weapon to spare, handing off the gun she acquired.]

Learn fast then. The bullets are laced Glow. Still, even our overdosed champion up there has a limit to what he can take... [Meanwhile, she'll go get this other gun since the shooter was down.]

[foolaround]

[ she nods and lines up a shot--she knows the basics of how this works even if she's never actually done it with a real gun--and fires off a round at barbarus, surprised by the recoil. once naoto's got another gun in hand-- ]

Come, Thanatos! [ metatron disappears, replaced with the roaring, darker form of the other persona. thanatos hurls a bufudyne in barbarus's direction as the champion approaches, while minako dives back to cover and holsters her evoker. ]

[pishirogane]

[Naoto should've warned about the recoil, but she also figured Minako would know about that. Maybe she should just teach all the Persona Users how to use a gun and how to deal with recoil. Just for future reference.]

[Watching Thanatos emerge this time, she wondered how many other apparent Wild Card Users would appear here. While Barbarus retaliates against Minako, Naoto takes aim with her newly acquired gun and shoots at his wings.]