Shin Megami Tensei Persona: Dissonant Strain (Private RP)

[ShadowFolk]

Kumiko's heart pounded hard, she could feel it making her throat ache. She did not need anyone to find out about her sneaking off campus. Being expelled over curfew was one thing, being cut off from her father because of it was something else entirely. Takuya addressed the entire room, but she nodded as if he was speaking to hear directly.

 

[Daren58]

Rin felt herself sink further into her seat as Mori seemed to start ranting about rumors. She glanced briefly over towards Ishikawa when she thought she saw him move, and noticed he seemed nervous as well. She quickly glanced back at her desk though, just hoping Moir would leave soon, maybe the worried feeling she was having would get better then.

 

[Daren58]

(dp sorry clicked the button by mistake.)

 

[PresqueVu]

Yamada jolted in his seat, eyes wider than he wished they'd gone. The other man's rage seemed extreme and he wasn't sure if he was trying to send a message to him specifically, or if his front and center seat just happened to be a convenient intimidation spot.

It didn't matter much either way. He didn't intend to go off campus after curfew for any reason, and this only added to the certainty of that decision. It would ring far too much shame to his family if he got expelled, especially for something as trivial as going off campus at the wrong hour.

The surprise of Mori's anger disappeared in short time, leaving behind anger of his own. This was more of that intimidation that bothered him about the president to begin with. His jaw clenched up, but he did what he could for his face to stay neutral. He was sure that there were better ways to handle this. Something about his attitude with this bothered him. He was sure that there was some special importance to him on this matter. He was going to be sure to be in his dorm for at least an hour from now forward.

He looked up at him, staring a bit pointedly, hoping he'd remove his hands from his desk. He was sure he wasn't going to do anything against what the rules, but something about the other male's rage disturbed him. He didn't have any idea how far the president would go if someone directly crossed him, but he wasn't intending to find out. He nodded to the question on the end, though it was rhetorical.

His face grew a bit more grave when he heard about the young student, having not heard much about the poor girl. He felt guilty that he was focusing on his own rivalries when there were other, more serious things happening.

 

[duckflesh]

Well, the train didn't have my interest before, you idiot. But it does now.

The sheer amount that the student council and staff were discouraging trips to find said spooky ghost train was the one and only thing that, to Isoroku, made it seem like there might be anything to the rumors. He did not, of course, expect that wishes were being granted. Was it possible that, in fact, there was something going on at the train station that the school did not want the students to know about? Something that could be used against them?

It was, Isoroku considered, utterly fascinating. He glanced sideways at Ishikawa, and very nearly smiled. He had several things to ask the boy, the moment Mori was gone.

None of that for now, though. Blank expression, blank expression.

 

[Cinnonym]

She could feel the tension in the air as though it was suffocating the life out of the room.

"W-Well, tomorrow's the first day of Club Rush, so... Everyone please attend! A healthy extracurricular career is excellent on your records."

 

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro's mind went blank as he heard about the girl who died. He had known it would be dangerous...ugh. Perhaps it was a good thing, Kumiko stopped him that night....

However, he couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the girl. He'd have to look it up in the paper.


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Takuya removed his hands from Yamada's desk. His rage slowly subsiding. At the mentioning of the deceased student, his mind felt the matter close. If there was anything he learned from his parents before they died, it was that the promise of death was the greatest intimidation tacit of all. He folded his hands behind his back once more.

"Now then, while Club Rush is important, there is one more matter I'd like to address before leaving." Takuya tilted his head upward a bit, all expression left his face as he spoke his next seven words. Mizushima Kumiko! Ishikawa Kojiro! Stand Up. NOW."


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As Kojiro heard his name called, he suffered a mild heart attack. 'Oh god, oh god, oh GOD. This is it! I'm a dead man. There was not even a remote bit of pleasantness in his voice...' He struggled to make his legs work, but he slowly stood up. He remain rigid. But he wanted to break down and beg for mercy.

How could this happen? Why did this happen? Was his luck really that bad? 'Ohgodohgodohgodohgod!' He gulped down his fears. Today his life ended.

 

[ShadowFolk]

The only thing that crossed her mind when she heard about the poor girl who had died out by the abandoned train tracks was 'That really could have been me...or Kojiro...' she was suddenly appreciative of the fact that Ishikawa was a bit of a jerk and forced her back to the dorms. If it weren't for him upsetting her, she probably wouldn't have made it back to have a crummy day to be thankful for.

A horrible knot formed in her stomach when her name. "Y-yes, sir!" she cried out instinctively. Kumiko stood so quickly that she nearly toppled her chair over. Her mind was racing, trying so very hard to figure out what could be wrong. 'The train, the train, oh god, the stupid train! Who saw? How could he have known?'

 

[duckflesh]

As the two students made their way to the front of the class, Isoroku watched them with rapt attention, fascinated as to what new information was about to come out. He'd never expected to learn so much from Mori's visit.

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya smirked as the two students stood and sweat nervously under his gaze. It was moments like these he lived for.

"Tell me, do you two think its funny to break the rules of our school? Hmn?" He began to pace back and forth, glaring at them. he didn't wait for them to answer. "Mizushima-kohai! Are you one of the top female soccer playes this school has to offer? Ishikawa-kohai! Are you not expected to place first in the kendo competition this year? You two are top athletes! And yet this morning I receive news of you two behaving like common thugs!"

He stop pacing and crossed his arms. His voice was raised and a new anger was written across his face. one could almost say he was smiling through it. In a twisted an sick way. "How DARE you two engage in a physical altercation on campus. How dare you do so period! I have never been so DISGUSTED to hear such nonsense from the faculty." He directed his gaze to Mizushima.

"Mizushima-kohai! I am disappointed to learn that you would lower your self to such ranks. To result to striking another student to resolve an argument! You may as well throw out your high end clothes and dress like the petty trash your personality seems to be imitating." his eyes turned to Ishikawa.

"Ishikawa-kohai! While I never expect you to impress me, you never cease to disgust me. Verbally assaulting a female student, and one of much more notoriety than yourself no less. If you're going to let your true colors show, at least save it for student who are worth even less than yourself."

He uncrossed his arms and lowered his voice, "Today, after school, you two will clean all the junior class rooms and washrooms. and I will be on campus supervising another student after school. I will check up on you. And if you cut corners to get out early, you both will be barred form participating in athletic events this year, and placed on a week of suspension for your behavior. Do I make myself clear!"

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Kojiro gulped and nodded once, "Yes, sir, Mori-senpai!" he could feel his hands shaking under the older students intense gaze.

 

[ShadowFolk]

There was no room for relief, he jumped right into ripping her apart. Takuya was some great beast with bits and pieces of student stuck between his toothy grin. Kumiko bowed deeply, "Yes, Mori-senpai!"

Rising back up, she looked towards the rear of the room where Kojiro had commandeered a seat. She would have to work with him...but she could imagine he felt the exact same way she did at that moment.

 

[Rosen2012]

"You may be seated." Takuya said with a still anger to his voice. As he watched the juniors sit, once again, the rage left his expression and voice. "Now that all of that is cleared up, I hope that we can have a productive and incident free school year."

Takuya turned and nodded to Seiya to follow him on his way out. He hid it well, but ever nerve in his body was tingling with joy. Nothing eased his boredom or his wandering mind as much as putting inferior students in their place. He mentally chuckled as he made his way back to the senior class rooms.


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Kojiro sat down, quietly. His heart was racing. He had to work with Kumiko...oh well, at least he was not being expelled. The lesser of two evils. He would accept it. He looked up as Kumiko turned her gaze toward him. He tossed her back a dis interested look. Once the president left, he slumped in his seat.

Mori was by far his biggest problem. If he didn't do a good job today after school, he would be restricted from sports. and that was the whole reason he was admitted to the school...And that girl had probably never cleaned a single thing in her whole life! He sighed, the afternoon was going to be a long one.

 

[ShadowFolk]

Her legs felt like puddy, shaking as she collapsed into her chair. She felt like face planting into her desk. But at least she survived the verbal assault. All that need be done was to get to the end of the day and manage not to fight. And clean the entire floor with little to no mistakes or risk being banned from soccer. After that it was clear sailing.

 

[duckflesh]

Isoroku watched Mori until he had left the class, and waited twenty seconds further before turning to Ishikawa and speaking in an extremely low voice.

"So. Are you free to go to the train station tonight?"

 

[PresqueVu]

Yamada sat up straighter as though he was going to stand up and say something about it, but the pair headed out the door before he had the opportunity. His jaw clenched and he reached up to adjust his glasses then smooth a hand over his hair, trying to calm himself.

Mori was out of control. He needed to be reprimanded, but Yamada was having a difficult time coming up with anyone that was going to do that. Even the teachers were intimidated by the president.

He couldn't focus on anything, he was so enraged by the abuse of power and the treatment of the other students he decided right then and there that he was going to go to the student council meetings as often as he could manage to see that Mori didn't go too far. He was bothered by the fact that Seiya was allowing him to behave this way and staying silent on the matter and tried to decide how he could bring the subject up with her.

For a moment he considered minding his business, but decided that he had to see the end result of the verbal beat-down. He twisted slightly in his seat to see both students that had been chewed out and his anger grew. Seeing the both of them so defeated bothered him for some reason.

It wasn't that he didn't agree with the punishment. That was more than called for as their behavior was unacceptable, but that treatment wasn't either and he was very firm on the idea that it needed to be addressed. No one deserved to feel that way, or for their weaknesses to be capitalized in front of an audience. The humiliation must have been unbearable.

He thought again that beating down your people was a very poor way to lead. He turned forward again and pulled his notes out again, trying to concentrate on them and his practice questions, deciding he'd worry about how to right this situation when he didn't have to pay attention. He was sure if he thought on it any more he'd get nothing done in class, but made a note to keep an eye on the two students. He wanted to be sure that they didn't continue to be singled out.

 

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro slowly sat up and turned to face Isoroku. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He couldn't believe it AT ALL. he leaned over the back of his seat and over Isoroku's desk.

"Are you CRAZY! Did you not just hear Mori! And that guy hates my guts already! Why would I go back!?"

 

[duckflesh]

Isoroku smiled wryly, and attempted to seal the deal. "It sounds to me like you need that wish more than ever. I understand, though... it's probably safer to go by myself, anyway. I can let you know about it tomorrow."

 

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro watched Isoroku smile, and his stomach sank. Its true...he could use a miracle in his life. Whether it was to deal with the president or deal with his family issues. He shook his head.

"No no, I'll go...but should it really be tonight? Mori's got the rumor on his mind now, he'll probably be watching tonight. what about tomorrow night?"

 

[duckflesh]

"Hmm..."

Isoroku did not want to go by himself. In fact, if he couldn't convince Ishikawa to go, he probably wouldn't, either. This was partly because it would be nice to have the company... but more significant was the fact that, if they were caught, most of the blame would probably be shifted to Ishikawa, who was already a social pariah.

Of course, Isoroku had no intention of needing to fall back on that contingency, as getting caught was certainly out of the question.

"Okay. Tomorrow night is good."

He rapped his fingers on the desk and glanced at Rin.

"I guess the new girl is smarter than she looks, eh? I should probably try talking to her again... I don't think she likes me."

 

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro looked over at Rin, he gave a little nod. "I thought she was rude the way she blew me off this morning...Maybe she doesn't like anybody? But up there under Mori's scrutiny she looked like she was gonna faint. She still looks frazzled...." He picked up the note book he had borrowed.

"Hey, Isoroku, do you think she'll let me borrow her notes? No offense, but yours were missing more info than mine. I'll let you borrow my book to catch up. Unless you're one of those types that learns without notes?"