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INTRODUCTION

A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.

Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.

Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?

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A'right mon!

[ ... Stepping back a bit. Then he'll snap one finger, and lines on bright, sky-blue energy will begin to shoot out over the tattoo on his thigh, which is now glowing. It overtakes him, and then there's a brief moment where a weird field surrounds him of digital energy... and then Dyaus is hovering in his place, almost seven feet tall, but not quite. And very, very brightly colored.

When he speaks again, his voice is a little distorted, but still recognizably Cielo. ]

Not all demons can fly, brudda! Lotta demons real heavy.

[ He intends to take off, but finds he can't get any higher than the cabin's roof, so he'll just. Perch on the roof, he supposes. Like the fucking bird he is. ]

[Kanji steps back, this is highly unusual, even to him. That form...it's pretty close to a Persona, in many ways, but Cielo didn't summon it, he outright transformed into it! It's as if Kanji turned into his Persona. Which would be damn cool, he supposes, but still!]

You can do that here?!

[He sounds more puzzled than scared. Familiarity to some extent is one heck of a thing. The way he says 'here' may be especially strange]

Why de heck wouldn't I be able to?

[ Cocking his head to the side to show confusion. He uh. Doesn't emote QUITE as well as Dyaus. ]

This kinda thing usually can't be done in the real world! Dunno why, it usually doesn't work.

[...although now he wonders...]

...maybe I'd be able to do it too. Would be weird if it works, but I gotta try.

[It's likely Cielo's flippant attitude towards the kind of thing you'd keep secret otherwise is influencing Kanji a bit, enough for him to want to try his Persona power in public. And indeed, in the air, in front of Kanji, a shining blue card appears in the air, glittering and certainly looking supernatural]

...okay, now I'm sure it'll work.

[ He'll make an excited noise and come down next to Kanji. Annnnd turn back into Cielo. Same action. Same finger snap. ]

Eeeey, you got magic too! What kind? I use electricity, usually. But I can use all kinda stuff. But I like to stick to de guns I've got. Started with Zio when I was first turnin' into Dyaus, didn't see much reason to be changin' it. Mostly try to help others out. You know, stuff to make people stronger.

[Satisfied knowing he may be able to summon his Persona, Kanji dispels the card]

Got Zio but physical attacks are the best stuff I have. Nothing's better than giving a serious beatdown to the punks who think they're going to kill us.

Oooh, you a brawler-type like my comrade Heat, den. Yeah, he a real knucklehead. Super strong. Could really bring de pain.

[ That's really nice--wait. ]

... Our magic's got de same name. But you ain't no demon.

It's a long story. Guess it's more like... [How to explain Personas? Maybe trying to do it in a way that sounds similar to what Cielo does will work?] ...it's not like what you do, instead of...transforming, I can summon "a demon" and use magic through it. Kinda weird, but it's the easiest way to explain this.

[Easier than saying a Persona is part of your psyche and represents your personality and soul]

Oooh... so it's like instead of de voice of de demon always bein' within your mind an' you puttin' on dat voice, you project it!

[ That makes sense to him. ]

Me an' Dyaus are de same. I always hear 'em. My brain gets real crowded, 'cause dere's a lot of thoughts banging around in dere I have trouble placin' dat ain't jus' him, but... well... at de end of de day, we're de same person, even if he's de destructive me.

Yeah, that's how it works for me and my friends! [Minus the voices, but he doesn't comment that] Rokuten Maoh is an aspect of myself, that's what I was told. I can't say I completely understand it all yet, but I know that's me.

Den we ain't really dat different, brudda. Jus' different ways of doin' it. Do you gotta devour to keep yourself... you know, you? I'm guessin' not.

[ Considering his reaction earlier... ]

[Kanji's still a bit freaked out about that]

Hell no! That'd be awful! This power has no strings attached. Had this for a year or so already, I'd know if I had to do something like that.

Ooohh... you real lucky, bro.

[ He's surprised. ]

Ain't like dat for us. Ain't no big deal, though! Would neva harm an innocent. Dat ain't how I work. I don't really like havin' to fight, if I'm honest. Rather just spend all my time goofing off or maybe medin' de uniforms we all got and makin' 'em look less stupid. Wonder if dey'd let me get away wid dat.

Who cares what they think? If they didn't want you to do that, then they shouldn't have brought you here in the first place.

Somehow I doubt dey're gonna be keen on me messin' up dere uniforms, though... but dey're just so...

[ He makes a face. ]

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