Shin Megami Tensei Persona: Dissonant Strain (Private RP)

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro ground his teeth and stood up from his desk.

He HATED everything there was about Mizushima! Every single god damn thing! From her snooty attitude to her flawless looks! He wiped some of the creamy desert off of his face and looked at Isoroku frowning. "I cannot wait till she gets hers!" He stormed out of the room himself swearing and cursing all the way to the bathroom.

 

[Daren58]

Rin glanced nervously from Kojiro's retreating back to Isoroku who had remained silent through the entire incident. She had very briefly considered saying something to try to break up there little fight. But Rin couldn't find the strength to say anything so she had just watched it all happen. As Kojiro left the room she let her gaze settle on Isoroku. "Um, do you think he is ok Isoroku?"

 

[NeoAC]

Shiori watched the President throw yet another temper tantrum, glad to see his desk fly off in the other direction. This guy was so unstable, he was no better than a child! And he was the President? Someone needed to set him down and have a severe talk with him. He was a senior, and this is how he reacted? Good luck with holding down an actual job.

She also remembered the glare he gave Hikaru. That glare was almost evil. She wouldn't have been surprised if they glowed red, it was that cold. All things were adding up to a rampage with a couple of semi-automatic guns. So now the question would have to be, would she avoid him, or be nice to him so when he snaps, he doesn't blow her head off?

"You alright?" she asked Hikaru. "That Mori kid looked like he wanted to shoot lasers out of his eyes or something. It was kinda creepy."

 

[Cinnonym]

Isoroku bust out laughing. He couldn't help himself--the scene couldn't have played out any other way. When Kojiro had left for the bathroom, he finally managed to calm down about it.

"He earned it for himself, I'm sure he's doing just fine."

He swabbed up a glob of whipped cream that had landed on Rin's desk and ate it.

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Hikaru stood up, and sat back down. Then she stood again. What was she supposed to do, if...?

"Oh, um... Yeah. Thanks, Hasegawa, I'm fine."

She helped up the boy who'd gotten tossed over when the desk went flying, managed to corral the seniors back into silence, and hovered there at the head of the class.

"I-I'll be right back."

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Eber returned to his homeroom checking his mobile, a dreamy sort of look on his face. He slipped down into his seat, nodding at Akinari. "This one is for me, is it? Thank you." He attacked the meal with the plastic fork that was provided with it, just barely managing to finish it before the end of lunch.

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The homeroom teacher sat with his feet propped up on his desk, reading a magazine about golf resorts. When Mori first arrived, he thought nothing of the imposing student--then the aura of quiet anger hit him and he nearly toppled backward to the floor, scrambling to get to his feet.

"Ah--Mori-san...sama! How is your grandfather, is he doing well? ...Yes?"

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya did nothing to hide his displeasure. "My Grandfather is doing quite fine. But I am not here to talk about pleasantries."

He motioned to his appearance, "Your student, Fridmund Eber, just humiliated me in the middle of lunch! An entire can of soda right into my face! I demand he be punished for these constant juvenile out burst."

Takuya put his hands on either side of the mans chair and leaned in Styx leaned in with and gripped his shoulders. She let out a heavy sigh with each of Takuya's words that emitted a cold chill over the man. "I want him suspended from the first game of the season for each athletic team his a part of! NOW!"

 

[Cinnonym]

"B-But... That's impossible, Mori-sama, they'll never allow it. Not that I'm implying anything of your own talents, of course, but they're relying on him for victory, I mean, it affects our funding!"

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya's hands left the chair and he grabbed two fist fulls of his shirt and pulled him up out of the chair. "And my mood affects how many days you have left to work in this city. If you can't get him from one, get him off of the soccer and swim teams. Get him off of the baseball team. Removing him from something you worthless excuse of an educator! Punish him-" Takuya stood up and lifted his teacher off the floor, and Styx let loose a roar in the man's face, "Or WE will punish you!!"

They threw the man back into his seat so hard it fell over. Takuya stormed out of the room.

He only made it a few feet down the hall when he stopped. 'Seiya is coming...' Styx had alerted him with her usually sounds of repulsion. The Student Council president remained still and waited to hear who's side his secretary was on today.

 

[Cinnonym]

The teacher crashed to the floor, pulling most of the contents of his desk onto the ground with him in his failed effort to find balance.

Hikaru hurried over to the President, fishing her handkerchief from her blazer's pocket. "Mori-sama, let me help you clean up..."

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya stood still while Seiya attempted to clean up the soda. He sighed and took her hand, "Let it go, Hikaru, I will just have to have a messy shirt for the rest of the day...Let's just rinse it and go." Takuya started to walk forward still holding Seiya's hand. He pulled her into the mens' restroom- the student there looked shocked, but quickly ran out.

He tossed his shirt in the sink and turned on the water before looking over at her and frowning. "Fridmund-kohai is on your security team, I do hope you reprimand him about this..."

 

[Cinnonym]

Hikaru was apprehensive about being in the men's restroom, but she took over at the sink and the task of cleaning his shirt kept her occupied.

"Of course, regardless of the severity of the... prank... It was irresponsible and disrespectful. Leave it to me, Mori-sama."

Honestly, she had no intention of punishing the German.

It would be more like begging for him not to cause a disturbance again.

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya leaned against the wall. "Please see that you do. I have spoken to his teacher this out burst as well. I'm quickly growing tired of Fridmund-kohai. Maybe where he comes from, this sort of behavior is accepted, but not here."

Takuya ran his fingers through his hair and curled his lips- more soda. He turned on the next sink and started to wash the sticky fluid out of his hair as best he could. "I don;t know what it is you see in students like that...They're repulsive stains on society."

 

[Cinnonym]

"Please don't say it like that, Mori-sama." Hikaru's lips pursed as she wrung out the shirt, drying it as best as possible--which wasn't very much. "I know that you... Have high standards of the students, but... Well, I simply view them differently, that's all. I see a lot of... um. Potential in this group. And, you trust me, don't you?"

 

[Rosen2012]

Takuya stood up from the sink shaking out his hair. He looked forward and smirked at Styx clawing on the other side of the glass. "What I feel for you...Hikaru....is more than just trust."

He turned and smiled at her before taking his shirt and slipping it on. "Thank you. That is good enough for now. Let's go." Takuya took her hand again and lead her out of the mens' room and back to class.

He never let go over hand- in fact he squeezed, almost affectionately. Or menacingly.

 

[Daren58]

Rin found herself struggling to understand Isoroku's reaction. It confused her that he would have found the scene funny. The fact that he then proceeded to act so nonchalant and eat some whip cream that had landed on her desk only served to confuse her more. She went to say something to him, but stopped herself. 'Maybe um it would just be better to leave him. Um at least he seems in a better mood.'

 

[Cinnonym]

"Don't you worry, Rin-pon, Kojiro will get us all together later and verbally rip Princess over here a new one."

Isoroku jerked his thumb over his shoulder to indicate Mizushima just as the bell rand to end the lunch period. Eber had just finished his lunch, miraculously, and made to shoot the empty box into the wastebasket like a miniature basketball. The homeroom teacher caught it midair and pointed at him, gesturing for him to join the man in the hallway. Hikaru and Mori-sama returned to their seats. Several students ached to look at the Student Council president, but wouldn't allow themselves to.

The remainder of class was solemn: in the freshman homeroom without Fridmund, especially. Throughout the final hours, and even after the last bell of the school day rang, the German did not return to class.

Everyone else was gone by the time he came back to get his books.

 

[NeoAC]

Shiori felt cold the whole second half of the day. She chalked it up to Mori. When he came back to class with Hikaru, holding her hand, she felt like she made a vital misstep. It was probably why Hikaru took off after she insulted Mori. She had looked over a couple times, he had still been in his usual position the whole time. Staring forward, a bit damp, but looking like a sulking lover as usual. She spent less time taking notes and lot more time wondering what happened between Mori and Hikaru in the hallway, if he treated her the way he seemed to treat everything else in this school. It made her a bit worried.

The last bell finally sounded off. Shiori decided to take her time packing away her stuff, to see if Hikaru needed anything before the club meeting, or if Mori decided to snap at a flickering florescent light or something.

 

[ShadowFolk]

Her mood had improved a bit since lunch. Acting on her anger helped quite a bit. There was still a lot she wanted to say and do to Kojiro, but it was best for her to conserve her energy and anger for the Shadows they were bound to run into tonight.
Kumiko gathered up her stuff and headed out to the dorms.
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Akinari was busy cleaning the classroom, disheartened by Satoshi's absence. He had to do the entire room by himself. He sighed, about to take a little break when the door slid open. Expecting to see Tsukiyomi coming in to help, he was pleasantly surprised that it was Eber.

"What happened?"

 

[Rosen2012]

Kojiro didn't really pay attention to the second half of class. Most of his 'notes' consisted of ugly doodles of Mizushima titled- 'without her make up' or little stick figures of Fridmund with turd hair. he was in a very fowl mood.

When class ended he tossed his things into his bag at the end of class. He was still very pissed off about Mizushima. He picked up his bag for Kendo and turned to his friends, "I'll you guys after practice..." He didn't stick around for any good byes, his mind was still swirling thinking of ways to get back at the popular girl.

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Takuya stood up ready to leave, annoyed with school today. He had no intention of 'taking in' Tsukiyomi today. HE had no intention of doing anything...well that's not true. He had one last thing he had to do to get back at Fridmund, but that would have to wait until later tonight.

He turned to look at Seiya and was surprised to see Hasegawa was still lingering in the room. He stared at her, contemplating her for a second. She had sat in his seat before, but he had never really though much of her after that...She was often talking to Seiya. he supposed she was actually an adequate acquaintance for his secretary.

Takuya waited for Seiya to get done packing up.

 

[Cinnonym]

Eber's face was a stern, stony disposition until Akinari had addressed him; he'd forgotten the boy would be stuck here doing Mori's chores. His face smiled... his eyes did not.

"I will be sitting out our first swim competition, Aki-kun. I hope you will be able to take the win alone. Hn... Why do you not let me clean the rest of this? Go straight to bed."

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Hikaru sensed the both of them closing in. Her desire to avoid both forms of confrontation flared up inside of her and she stood with her bookbag close to her chest.

"Hasegawa-san, I'll see you after Music Club, won't I...?"

With a dim smile, she made her exit.

 

[NeoAC]

"Yeah, of course," Shiori said as Seiya departed. She scooped up the rest of her things, now that it was just her and Mori in the room. She didn't really want to be left alone with him, having seen what he had done earlier. She made her way towards the door, then stopped.

'You're making it seem like you're totally ignoring him. Do you want your head blown off?'

She turned around and gave a wave with her index and middle finger. "See ya later," she said, as she headed out of the classroom.