Burn Our Dread

[fatedcontract]

who: Makoto, Yu, Akira, Wing? (hmu if you want something!)
what: A few things?
when: Mid/late February
where: Abandoned City
warnings: Suicide imagery but that's all (will update if necessary)

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[jokerofhearts]

Akira gave a firm nod at his question. He shifted his weight from one foot to another. "Igor fashioned himself a prison master... and Justine and Caroline the wardens. They tasked me with making stronger Personas.

"Did Elizabeth....?"

[fatedcontract]

Oh wow, that was definitely kind of weird. He couldn't imagine the Velvet Room being a prison. Especially with how kind, if strange, Igor had been.

"It was an elevator for me." He tilted his head a little, wondering. "Did she what?"

[jokerofhearts]

Igor... kind. It wasn't something that Akira would call Igor. He wasn't quite aloof either, but he seemed more like a chessmaster waiting for certain things to happen. He blinked a few times in thought.

An elevator.

"The Velvet Room can change how it looks?" He raised his eyes back to the other Wild Card, as if to confirm his theory. "Did she ever mention other attendants?"