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✧*.◟(ˊᗨˋ)◞.*✧ᗯ੨~ɪ̊♪ْ˖⋆

Found a good club-type space that can be used for meetups that can be reserved!! It's through the Shibuya door and just around the corner from that really nice sushi place - I ran across it after doing my scavenger hunt for the sakura party, hehehe

I was thinking of having a sewing day and a cooking day. Maybe sewing Sundays and cooking on Wednesdays? Thursdays?

The longer I stay here without a set schedule the more the days blur together and I sleep too long, lol. I bet I'm not the only one, too! I'd also be down for doing other stuff on a schedule with people - anything to keep regular and spend time with everyone!!!

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[Log: Open]

Possibly unsurprising, but one can actually find Hamuko just about anywhere lately - and lately, she's sleeping a lot.

Passed out on the train going from one station to the next, asleep under the shade of a tree in Inoshikara Park, sometimes even asleep at a restaurant or diner. Sometimes it's at least getting late, but more and more she's even falling asleep in the middle of the day.

That... can't be normal, right? Or maybe the whole 'days blurring together' thing she commented about is what's making her sleep this much?



[Log: Locked to Drake]

She'd only come into Mementos once before, but now that she knew how to get in... well, she was curious to see how far down it went. Kind of funny, given how much of a year of her life was dedicated to climbing up a tower, right?

It's... really huge, though, holy shit. Miles of tracks make her wish she could hop on a train and actually know where in this place it was going, buuuut... that probably wasn't a very smart idea. She'd started exploring it more and more, but when getting to a particular depth, the floor rippled under her feet and down she tumbled.


Thankfully, a sprained ankle and twisted knee wasn't a permanent injury with something like Salvation from her Persona, but Hamuko took that as a sign to take a break. Plus... she was getting tired from the sheer size of the place and how much running around she had done. So finding a few of the seats at a station, she collapsed in one and sighed in some relief, ignoring her stomach growling at first.

...Actually, that gave her a little bit of a funny idea.

Hey, Drake. I'm calling up the curry favor (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

Don't know where I fell to in Mementos, but it's awfully purple here. Found one of the station seats, though, shouldn't be too hard to track me down!

Comments

[willowandoak]

[ ...the fuck? ]

ok i know where u are
be there soon (￣v￣〃)ゝ do u want me to grab anything else

[ Such as medicine, or bandages. ]

[wipingallout]

A bottle of water! Drank all mine already.

彡(-_-;)彡

This place is HUGE I should've brought a bike.........

[If Drake gets a little banged up on the way down, she'll be able to heal him, at least. He and the Akechi types were pretty familiar with this place, right?]

[willowandoak]

can u believe goros CAT turns into a BUS
so his team can just fuckin drive around down there
i was so pissed when i found out
i run around on my own two legs for years. he goes in there and next thing u know he has a car

[paradisefraught]

One day, Morning finds Hamuko curled up under a tree and decides to join her in her nap. Yawn...he sits down besides her with a little noise and leans back on the tree, too. Sleepytime...

[wipingallout]

It's hot out, but the shade and the grass are that dreamy kind of perfect... not itchy, not broiling, not crawling with bugs...

For a little while, Hamuko kept dozing. After a bit, there was a little... tingle of something in her mind. Someone's nearby.

Pharos...?

Ah, it can't be, that's right.

Drowzily, she sat upright and stretched her arms a bit, seeing that it was Morning that had come to doze next to her. ...Morning? ...Yeah, with that lanyard and that shirt in general, that looked like Morning. He looked comfortable, at least.

[paradisefraught]

By this point, there's some drool coming out of his mouth, and he makes the occasional snore.

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[cybermask]

You do owe me some cooking lessons. I think I can make any day work, I know Ren wants me out of the house more.

[wipingallout]

I've been excited thinking about it!!
I collected a few recipes I think might be good for beginners. And they'll be fun too!
How do you feel about spaghetti with meat sauce? And I got miso soup too!

[cybermask]

I'm fine with those. As long as they seem easy, I still think i can burn water.

[seekerofjustice]

Dove decides to visit Leblanc in the morning, as he usually does. After all, he needs to make sure Ren has his breakfast since he struggles getting out of bed due to the curse the troubled deep sleep he often finds himself drawn to.

But as he steps in with the boxed up meal, he can't help but notice Hamuko asleep at one of the booths... It's a curious sight to say the least, perhaps she didn't get a good night's rest last night .

"Good morning, Hamuko-san. Not quite awake yet, are you?"

He asks with a smile, hoping his voice will at least snap her awake a bit.

[wipingallout]

"Hmm... wha...?" Hamuko sat up, blearily blinking - an Akechi. After a long yawn, she sat upright, really looking at him - that looked and sounded like Dove?

"Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to pass out here. Oops. I even drank some coffee... it must've just been that cozy."

[rookandhound]

I would be delighted to join you for this 'cooking club'. Goro's tastes are rather specific and I've been looking for means to perhaps expand his diet without running afoul of his sensitivities. May I?

[wipingallout]

That'll be fun! Does Goro want to come along too? Even if it's just to hang out - he can be the taste tester!

log: open

[unit_8910_wolf]

Work was the usual.

Which meant awful.

Zenkichi was still knee-deep in the same delicate mess he'd been dancing around for weeks now. Surveillance, stakeouts, paranoia. The worst kind of familiar.

Today’s assignment—unofficial, self-imposed, and probably ill-advised—was keeping tabs on Kuon Ichinose. Not that he couldn’t bring her in if things went sideways. But Ichinose didn’t make things simple. She never had. Not when she could just drop cryptic little time bombs disguised as texts and vanish into one of Maruki’s damnable shadow palaces like some smug gremlin with a PhD.

That's how awful it was because for all he knows she could have said that to give him a heart attack and not meant a single bit of it.

But she had locked that conversation away from others and with their current arrangement, all Zenkichi could really wait for was for her to pull the trigger.

So, yeah. He’d tailed her. One car behind, his long coat wrapped around him despite the goddamn summer heat like a walking fire hazard. His shoulders hunched, his scowl deep, and his slushie—the only cold thing he could trust in this hellhole of a situation—dripping steadily onto the floor.

And that was when he saw her.

Hamuko Arisato.

Dead asleep on a public train bench.

He blinked, twice. Looked toward Ichinose’s car.

Then back at Hamuko.

Then down at his now-mostly-melted slushie, the last luxury he was going to enjoy today.

"...Of course," he muttered under his breath. "Why not."

She looked small like this. Young, despite everything she’d done and seen.

He stood there awkwardly for a moment, looming like some irate scarecrow. Then glanced around the car, subtly checking for any suspicious stares.

None. Just civilians. Dozing. Zoned out. Business as usual.

Good.

He didn’t call her name. Didn’t poke or startle.

Just crouched down beside her seat, enough that his presence would register if she started to stir. His voice came out quieter than usual.

"...Hey."

A beat.

Then again, a touch gentler.

"C’mon, Arisato. Wake up. Wrong place to be drifting off."

His fingers tapped the metal edge of the seat, just once, like a subtle knock.

[wipingallout]

There wasn't much of a response, at first...

Hamuko was having a lovely dream. Mumbling, murmuring, mostly inaudibly and especially over the clacking of the train and noise overall. "... ... ... mmn... no onions... it's a cake... Fuuka..."

The tapping seemed to slowly get her attention, though she apparently was pulling from a deep sleep, taking a few moments to even open her eyes. "Mmmuh...?"

eepy bitch disease

[monsteryoucreated]

When Hamuko finally awoke, one evening in particular- it was well into twilight, the sun through the windows nearly crimson.

Also... she wasn't alone. The first clue was the soft humming- slightly off-key, a remembered song carried under the breath.

The cause, of course, became apparent, in that above her, an Akechi had wedged himself into the space normally reserved for luggage, left hand hanging the air with a revolver in hand, while he himself stared up at the ceiling of the car, with an expression of supreme boredom.

she eeby and neeby to sleeby

[wipingallout]

Coming out of a lucid dream always had Hamuko feeling particularly sluggish... and this moment was no different, as she slowly realized she had flopped over onto her side on the seats and not been perturbed at all by other passengers.

There was something shiny in her field of view. Shiny...? ...No, not really shiny, just metallic.

...Was that a gun?

...No wrist tattoos... the hand didn't look right... but slowly, carefully, Hamuko sat up and steered clear of the barrel as carefully as she could. The hand wasn't gaunt, there weren't tattooed chains... but a revolver like that...?

"Takaya...?"

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[takutomaruki]

Sleeping a little too long, huh?

Welp, its about time he makes the most of what they have together.

Fascinating approach, Hamuko-san!
I used to oversee the cooking club activities back in Shujin and I have to say- it was quite fun working with a myriad other students. With such a diverse group of people here- I could learn a lot from them.

If it's alright, I would love to come and assist you with running one here :)

As for sewing...maybe I could make a bag for you in exchange instead >:) I will be your humble student haha

[wipingallout]

That'd be fun! So far I think it's going to be me, Futaba-chan, Vi, and Rookmon - maybe Shinji too if I can drag him along!

Hehehe. Has the satchel been useful? I've been thinking about what the next thing I should make ought to be!

[fruitknife]

Koromaru is doing a Concern.

He's already shared those concerns with Shinji, who will probably be along in a minute, but for now, having found Hamuko asleep on a couch in the dorm lounge...

Cold, wet nose on knee: go.

[wipingallout]

"Mmmrrghh!!" Hamuko was pretty deeply asleep for a while, mumbling lightly and incoherently, but the cold nose made her knee twitch and pulled her out of dreaming like she was being yanked out of a lake.

After a couple of seconds she wiggled upright, rubbing her knee - what was that? And rubbed at her eyes. ...Wait a minute.

"Mmmnuh.... Koromaru...?"

[counterfeitphantom]

Please save Wolf from boiling vegetables in a pot and calling it a day :/
He. Literally doesn't care as long as he gets nutrients. Swear I saw him try to make a smoothie with chicken if he can skip on the actual cooking.

And then he wonders why his stomach is upset :/

[wipingallout]

WOLF POP........ that makes MY stomach hurt just reading that..........

Okay, Akane, your mission is to officially bully him until he shows up oh my god

I'll teach him how to make pasta, omurice, tonkatsu... stuff that's not too hard and doesn't inflict despair to eat

Club Discussion

[seekerofjustice]

I would love to attend both clubs if you would be willing to have me, Hamuko-san.

My cooking still needs some work, and my sewing... well, I know just enough to repair lightly torn clothing and lost buttons. To know more would be a wonderful skill.

[wipingallout]

We'd love to have you!! Get a little more in your repertoire!