[Intro] A morning light, and evening new.

[citylightswondergirl]

 Ann Takamaki is no stranger to waking up in strange places. She can't remember the last time she had a proper home after all. The empty apartment of the Tokyo Nightscape she had commendeered wasn't all that 'homey' no matter what she had done. The life sapped out of it like everything else there.

 

This was different though. A shade of color she hadn't quite seen before. Striking blue against her red catsuit. "The velvet room?" She echos the words said to her by the strange man. He doesnt' feel like a shadow. He feels almost familiar. The name scratches at the back of her mind, something Akira might have mentioned to her when she asked about his Persona once upon a time. Was this something to do with that? He mentions bonds and she perks up in longing to see her friends again. That's really what seals the deal.

 

She moves before her thoughts begin to process it all. Always having been a take action first figure it out later kind of girl. A thrum of excitement to see something new, or perhaps old, again. Anything but the inescapable night. She takes a running leap past a board that mentions something about multiple instinaces of....Goro Akechi?? She doesn't have time to think about what the celebrity has to do with this before she finds herself landing in..

 

1.  Tokyo in all it's brilliant sunlight. Ann almost goes blind from the brightness of it, covering her eyes and her fingers find her Panther mask missing. She feels suddenly exposed and vunerable without it, too easily seen, like shes in a spotlight. She crouches down into herself to take a deep breath.

 

2. Iwatodai. At least that's what the signs says at the train station shes standing at. She tries to recall where she's heard the name before. Somewhere in Japan but she's never visited it personally. She stands under the shade of the station overhang, eyeing the world around her. There's a real setting sun in the sky she almost hurts her eyes looking at it and a moon rising at the other horizon.

 

3. The Samegawa riverbank. She picks herself up from the dirt and grass. White tights of her school uniform ripped from the fall. She misses her catsuit already, it was made of a lot tougher stuff. It's early evening and warm. Cicadas are singing and the tallest buidling around in a fishing shack down by the river. She's....never been to the countryside before. It's emptier than she had imagined it might be.