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▶ THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT
It's been a blast, been a slice, been a Hell of a ride
The morning of March 26th dawned as many spring days in Tokyo did, sunny and cold.
What did not rise with the sun, were the figures that had, just the night before, occupied Sojiro Sakura's house.
Phoenix and Renée were both missing. Their numbers, for those who had their contact info, were still reachable- though only by text, now.
But unfortunately, the simple fact was that they had disappeared, gone home- and there was no telling when they'd return.
▶ BUT IT'S NOT GOODBYE FOREVER
Cause we're all down here together
March 27th, on the other hand, was considerably milder, and for reasons neither could fully place-
They had both awoken, nearly simultaneously, within the familiar confines of the Velvet Room. Not, as it turned out, the gently-rocking deck of a ship at sea under full sail- but one they hadn't seen for months.
A circular room, with a familiar board, and five doorways leading off.
"March... 27th. It's only been a day, here. Convenient, but also I'm getting really sick of this dream realm bullshit making time all fucky."
▶ A HAPPY DAY IN HELL
A realm so appealing, it beats anywhere
Phoenix hadn't returned empty-handed. Something in the intervening months had passed between the pair of them- and now they were more frequently seen together. Not always- but frequently enough, whether it was taking advantage of Leblanc's quiet atmosphere to pore over one of the tomes they'd managed to bring back with them, or perhaps trawling Mementos or one of the Palaces together, even taking time to explore Tartarus or the TV world.
Apart, however, they could often be found either around the Sakura residence, with Phoenix's morning run usually taking him through Inaba, or his Attendant loitering around the myriad bookshops and libraries of the realm, consuming as much literature as she possibly could.
It's been a blast, been a slice, been a Hell of a ride
The morning of March 26th dawned as many spring days in Tokyo did, sunny and cold.
What did not rise with the sun, were the figures that had, just the night before, occupied Sojiro Sakura's house.
Phoenix and Renée were both missing. Their numbers, for those who had their contact info, were still reachable- though only by text, now.
But unfortunately, the simple fact was that they had disappeared, gone home- and there was no telling when they'd return.
▶ BUT IT'S NOT GOODBYE FOREVER
Cause we're all down here together
March 27th, on the other hand, was considerably milder, and for reasons neither could fully place-
They had both awoken, nearly simultaneously, within the familiar confines of the Velvet Room. Not, as it turned out, the gently-rocking deck of a ship at sea under full sail- but one they hadn't seen for months.
A circular room, with a familiar board, and five doorways leading off.
"March... 27th. It's only been a day, here. Convenient, but also I'm getting really sick of this dream realm bullshit making time all fucky."
▶ A HAPPY DAY IN HELL
A realm so appealing, it beats anywhere
Phoenix hadn't returned empty-handed. Something in the intervening months had passed between the pair of them- and now they were more frequently seen together. Not always- but frequently enough, whether it was taking advantage of Leblanc's quiet atmosphere to pore over one of the tomes they'd managed to bring back with them, or perhaps trawling Mementos or one of the Palaces together, even taking time to explore Tartarus or the TV world.
Apart, however, they could often be found either around the Sakura residence, with Phoenix's morning run usually taking him through Inaba, or his Attendant loitering around the myriad bookshops and libraries of the realm, consuming as much literature as she possibly could.